Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 99

Mo Lin's eyes widened instantly. Through the eyes of the Mouse King, he could see deep fear and pleading. The Mouse King closest to him was the biggest, with white hair growing on its chest. Tears welled up in his eyes.

Molin's hand holding the knife froze.

"Are you begging me to let you go?"

Mo Lin hesitated for a moment, then said to the White-haired Mouse King.

The White-haired Mouse King kowtowed even harder, it could understand Mo Lin's words!

Mo Lin has heard of monsters psychic, but only monsters above the Xuanyao level can produce spiritual wisdom. Could it be that the white-haired rat king is a Xuanyao who has cultivated for thousands of years?
Molin had no way of knowing that although he hated mice the most, a crying mouse was another matter.

"It's okay to let you go, those rats, that is, your descendants, can you call them back?" Mo Lin said looking at the rats billowing in the distance.

The white-haired rat king kowtowed to Mo Lin twice again, and let out two sharp screams. The more than 30 rat kings in the cage on the cliff all screamed strangely, and the calls were obviously different from before.

Following the cries of the rat king group, the rat swarm in the distance suddenly became chaotic. One-third of the gold-eating rats fled in all directions, and some of them turned into long black snakes, rushing towards the cliff here.

Seeing this scene, Mo Lin finally felt relieved.

He no longer was suspicious, and drew out his hidden sharp knife to cut open all the iron cages. The huge mouse kings finally rushed out of the cages, screaming happily and circling around Molin.

Surrounded by dozens of mice that are bigger than goats, anyone would feel terrified, and Molin is no exception. Humans and mice have different paths, who knows if they will suddenly launch a sneak attack, and Molin is ready to respond at any time.

The accident did not happen. The eyes of these mouse kings were full of gratitude, and some of them were crying while running. Mo Lin was surprised to find that these mouse kings had injuries on their bodies, some of them were even limping, and some of their backs were bruised. , exposing the white stubble, obviously had been subjected to inhuman abuse, and each Mouse King wore a metal collar around his neck.

Mo Lin didn't understand the method of controlling beasts, but he knew that no matter how fierce the beasts were, they couldn't stand being beaten with sticks. Could it be that the Ten Thousand Beasts Villa used this method to tame war beasts?

After releasing the White-haired Mouse King's kind, Mo Lin knew that the crisis was not resolved, he waved goodbye to the Mouse Kings, and warned them not to be deceived by others and become enemies of the Heartless Sect. After speaking, he galloped away towards the distance .

The rat kings listened to the clouds and mist, but what Mo Lin didn't know was that they were not the domesticated animals of Wanshou Villa, but were forcibly captured by people using secret methods. Li would not take the initiative to attack humans at all, this time it was completely forced.

As soon as Mo Lin left, the rat kings dispersed one after another. Only the white-haired rat king hesitated for a while, watching the direction of Mo Lin's departure, then suddenly jumped up and chased after him.

Anxious, Mo Lin couldn't help but increase his speed to the extreme. Soon, on another cliff, he saw 27 iron cages containing the Mouse King.

The disciples of Wanshou Villa who were guarding the iron cage were using secret techniques to control the group of rats. They did not expect that the god of death had quietly descended on them.

In less than 2 minutes, 27 corpses fell on the ground. Unlike the previous situation, the Mouse King here was extremely hostile to Mo Lin. Instead of showing gratitude for being rescued, he grinned at Mo Lin There was a roar like a demonstration.

"It seems that not all rat kings are psychic."

Mo Lin drew out the Zangfeng Knife, and was about to kill all these rat kings, when a black shadow suddenly appeared, it was the white-haired rat king.

"Squeak..."

The White-haired Rat King yelled at Mo Lin. Although Mo Lin couldn't understand what it meant, he could see the look of pleading in its eyes.

"You tell them to disperse their rat colony, otherwise, they will die."

Molin was upset by being called. He never dreamed that one day he would have a conversation with a mouse. The white-haired mouse king didn't know what he said to the mouse king in the cage. All the mouse kings fell silent. , looking up and down at Mo Lin with treacherous eyebrows.

The rat swarm in the distance quickly dispersed by half again. Among the rescued rat kings, a rat king with dark hair and second only to the white-haired rat king stared at Mo Lin indifferently, his small eyes were full of darkness. Cold and cruel light.

Mo Lin didn't pay much attention to it either. With this experience, he took the initiative to take the last Beast Familiar Squad from the White-haired Rat Dynasty's Beast Villa to touch it.

Not surprisingly, thirty disciples from Wanshou Villa died on the spot, and all the rat kings were rescued.

The White-haired Mouse King knelt on the ground again to express his gratitude to Mo Lin, and quickly disappeared into the night with the rat group.

Mo Lin did not forget to clean the battlefield. He collected all the luggage and storage bags of the disciples of the Wanshou Villa who were killed, and then threw them all into the storage bags in his waist. He didn't have time to check what was inside. Hastily ran towards the direction of Zongmen.

"Crack!"

The mountain road was rugged, and Mo Lin galloped through the forest of the Mountain of No Return. Due to the beast tide, many powerful monsters left their lairs, so there was no danger along the way. However, when he turned over a mountainside At that time, a loud noise suddenly sounded in a dense forest on the right, and a blood-red light shot straight into the sky, as if something was burning.

"So strong!"

Mo Lin's heart trembled in shock from the sudden loud noise, and a majestic pressure was released from the blood light, making it difficult for him to breathe.

clack clack...

A series of explosions sounded in the depths of the dense forest. Mo Lin was anxious to rush back to the sect to report the news, but he was attracted by the scene in the forest and sneaked past.

Going into the dense forest for about five or six miles, Mo Lin could only see the huge trees within a few hundred meters in front of him, like a vegetable garden overrun by wild boars, falling all over the ground in disorder.

In the middle of the woods, a tall monk in a blood-red monk's robe was standing in the void. He was holding a blood lotus flower in his right hand and a Zen staff in his left hand. However, there is a blood-red skull on the top of the Zen stick, which adds a gloomy and evil atmosphere to the sacred.

"It turned out to be a monk!"

Mo Lin was a little surprised. After coming to Shanhai Continent, he had never heard of any disciples who needed to be shaved for cultivation, but the young monk in front of him was clearly the same as the previous monk of Shaolin Temple. The terrifying aura emanating from him came from Look, the strength is at least at the Martial Realm, or even higher!

A hundred meters away from the monk, a beautiful white figure came into Mo Lin's eyes.

(End of this chapter)