All the changes in the world begin with Tom Cat

Chapter 272 The old Taoist priest noticed the strange little mouse
The old Taoist's face turned a little surprised, and then he withdrew his hand.

"How is it going, old master? How is my dear grandson?"

Seeing this, Wang Ai asked hurriedly.

"Old Wang, you have to be mentally prepared."

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but sigh.

"Is my dear grandson's life in danger?"

"That's not the case. I just used my exclusive secret recipe to investigate Wang Bing's condition. The Qi Sea in his body is damaged. I guess he will never be able to use Qi again. He can only be an ordinary person from now on."

The old Taoist priest replied calmly, but as soon as he said this, Wang Ai's walking stick fell to the ground, and he trembled as he asked the old Taoist priest again:
"Old Master, are you kidding me?"

"What kind of joke can I have with you? Strangely enough, the Qi Sea in this kid's body seems to have been torn apart by something, and his original spirit body seems to have also dissipated."

The old Taoist frowned.
Regardless of whether one is a congenital or acquired supernatural being, they basically rely on "Qi" to display their supernatural powers.

Every alien has a "sea of ​​qi" core in his body, which absorbs external qi and stores it in the body.

Once you lose it, your life will not be in danger, but you will be basically no different from an ordinary person and will never be able to become an extraordinary person again in your life.

But this situation is very rare, unless it is impacted and destroyed by external forces.

In Wang Bing's case, even if he was bitten by animals or something, the spirits that he had originally absorbed would disappear.

Now he looks terribly pale.

"This"

Wang Aiguang almost fell down after hearing the first half of the old Taoist's words, but fortunately a bodyguard in black supported him.

"Master, can't you solve this situation?"

Wang Ai shook off the bodyguard's hand and asked the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest shook his head: "There is no way."

This situation is basically hopeless.

"grandfather."

At this time, Wang Bing, who was lying on the bed, finally woke up.

Wang Ai hurried over.

"Grandpa, what happened to me? Where is my strength? Why is my strength gone!"

"Grandson, don't worry, let grandpa explain to you!"

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After seeing this, the old Taoist priest left immediately.

After walking out of the house, a small figure flashed by, which made the old master slightly stunned.

"That was just now"

The little figure just now seemed to be a mouse, but shouldn't mice crawl on all fours? How could it walk upright?
Zhang Zhiwei was not so old that his eyesight was blurry. He clearly saw a brown rat running over and away like a human. What was even more strange was that the rat actually laughed.

Could it be an elf or something?
No, elves are basically spiritual bodies. From what he just perceived, the mouse did not have any Qi. It was just an ordinary mouse.

But why does it appear here?
Is it
The old Taoist priest lightened his steps and used some tricks to catch up with the strange brown mouse.

Ding Hai Jerry Mouse was unaware that there was a big tail following him, and he headed towards Zhang Chulan and the others.

That’s right, Wang Bing’s situation was caused by him.

In the game just now, Ding Hai was very annoyed by the soul-devouring yellow-haired guy from the Wang family, so when no one was paying attention, he got a slingshot from somewhere and launched himself into Wang Bing's mouth.

It entered Wang Bing's stomach with a "dong dong dong" sound.

But this guy's yellow hair was filled with black Qi and the remnants of the struggling spirits that he had swallowed.

Ding Hai simply cleaned up the body of this guy and immediately cleaned it up. Of course, he also found something like a small whirlpool in the middle, which exuded a thick black qi, giving Shushu an ominous feeling.

So, Ding Hai directly used Jerry's abstract power to tear the black qi vortex off from above, just like tearing a painting off the wall.

Then he heard the conversation between the old Taoist priest and Wang Ai.
He didn't expect that thing to be the "Qi Sea". He thought it was a garbage dump or something.

But no matter what, it’s none of his business whether this yellow-haired guy will become an alien in the future.

Moreover, Wang Bing has done a lot of tyrannical things relying on the Wang family. This can be regarded as acting in the name of justice. He should not harm others in the future.

Of course, the same goes for Wang Ai, the old man, but we’ll talk about it later when we have the chance.

"It's so cool~"

But it must be said that after crippling Wang Bing's yellow-haired grandson, Shu Shu felt a sense of satisfaction, just like stealing a bowl of milk from Tom Cat, exciting and happy.

When Ding Hai returned to Zhang Chulan's room, Bilian had not come back yet. She was probably out with Xu San, Xu Si and the others.

But it doesn’t matter. I, Shushu, am getting ready for bed.

Ding Hai came to his mouse hole, gently opened the small wooden door, walked in, lay on the small bed made of matchbox, and covered himself with a small quilt.

Good night, Makkabaka~
zzzzzz
The old Taoist priest who was spying secretly: "."

I was probably hallucinating just now. This little mouse actually built such a nice little house.

"This doesn't look like an elf. Where did Chu Lan get such a pet?"

The old Taoist priest was a little confused, but the rat didn't seem to pose any threat.

Forget it, he should be more careful during the competition tomorrow.

Since this strange mouse came out of Wang Bing’s house, Wang Bing’s situation must be related to it.

He wanted to see what this little mouse was capable of.

The old Taoist priest left, but Ding Hai slept soundly and dreamed that he was lying in a huge mountain of cheese, which was like heaven.

The auditorium of the Luotian Dajiao was filled with spectators, and cheers from Zhang Lingyu's fan club could be heard from time to time.

"Master Lingyu, come on! Defeat that bitch Zhang!"

"Down with Bilian!"

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Even quite a few people started to respond, saying that they wanted to defeat this guy Zhang Chulan.

After all, this guy gave them the impression of being too mean. Although they had seen that Zhang Chulan had some skills in the previous matches, he was still not as powerful as Zhang Lingyu, the disciple of the old Heavenly Master.

"Is it that serious?" Zhang Chulan's mouth twitched slightly.

Didn’t he just perform a little “outstandingly” in the previous few games?

Do these audiences treat him like the murderer of his father?
but!

He is Zhang Chulan. If he cared about these things, he would not have come to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony.

Not to mention reaching this final.

"Uncle Junior Master, please give me more guidance."

Zhang Chulan said to Zhang Lingyu opposite him.

"Don't call me Junior Master!" Zhang Lingyu's face turned dark.

He could not forget the commotion Zhang Chulan had caused in the past few days, but today he could finally have a chance to fight with this guy and see why his master valued him so much.

"Game start!"

(End of this chapter)