Shocking news: The fifth-milk baby rides a ferocious beast and blows up the palace of Zha Daddy.

When the two beautiful mice saw this, they immediately became nervous. They each put their arms around the mouse king's neck and said softly...

"Hey, Your Majesty, why do you have a cold? It must be because you didn't hold my concubine to sleep last night, so you caught a cold."

"Your Majesty, don't be afraid. I will hold you tightly tonight and warm you with my body temperature, so you won't be afraid of catching a cold."

The Rat King hugged him from ear to ear, grinning from ear to ear, nodded the rat's head, and said in a squeaky voice...

"Ah hahaha, okay, okay, you are really my darlings, I do not love you in vain."

At this moment, a little mouse ran in in a panic and reported...

"Zhizhizhi, report to the king, the young masters are here and have arrived at the gate of the City God's Temple. Let's go and greet them quickly."

Follow the previous rules.

When the little master comes, the king will go out with a large army to greet him.

Therefore, it is right to come in and report.

Sure enough, when the Mouse King heard that the little master was coming, he immediately pushed away the two beautiful mice in his arms, jumped off the dragon chair, and summoned tens of thousands of little mice to go to the gate to greet the little master.

After the dragon chair was stolen back, it has not been shown to a few young masters. It just so happened that they came over today to show it off in front of them.

The more the Mouse King thought about it, the happier he became. He walked with great energy, and occasionally turned around and shouted loudly to the little mouse behind him...

"Hurry up, hurry up, all of you, please line up for me. Don't be rude in front of the little master. Otherwise, I will slap you to death with my claws."

The little mice replied in unison...

"Your Majesty, I understand."

City God's Temple, main entrance.

The Rat King, with tens of thousands of little rats, knelt on the ground to greet the five Huo Dong brothers and sisters. The rat's cries echoed through the sky...

"I would like to welcome the arrival of my little masters."

A few little guys jumped off the snake's back and glanced at the large formation in front of them. It was good, not bad. The scene for the Rat King to greet them was quite grand. It really looked like an emperor.

No wonder it even stole the dragon throne from the Dog Emperor.

It turns out that he is just like the dog emperor, obsessed with being an emperor.

Fortunately, it was only a mouse. If it were a human, the world would be in chaos.

Huo Dong, with his little hands behind his back, nodded and said...

"Okay, everyone, get up."

"Thank you, little master." The little mice stood up one after another.

The Rat King rushed up, licked his face, and welcomed them into the underground palace. As soon as everyone sat down, several little mice served hot tea, exquisite snacks, and various expensive fruits. .

These foods looked like they were stolen from the palace.

Because of its exquisite appearance, it is not available on the market and is only available in the imperial palace.

The Rat King sat down on the golden dragon chair, raised his two hind paws, swayed, and asked with a smile on his face...

"My young masters, what's the wind blowing today, and how did it bring you here?"

Usually, these little masters don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. I wonder why they came to the underground palace today?

When the five little guys saw the dragon chair under the Rat King, their eyes lit up. Sure enough, the Scorpion King had not lied to them. It was really the idiot Rat King who had stolen the Dog Emperor's dragon chair.

Huo Zhong deliberately circled the dragon chair a few times, with a very surprised expression on his face, and shouted...

"Oh, Rat King, this stool of yours is sparkling and beautiful, but why does it look so familiar? It's just like the emperor's uncle's dragon chair. Where did you get it?"

Mentioning this matter, the Rat King was very proud. With a swish, he stood on the dragon chair, put his paws on his hips, and said with saliva flying...

"My young masters, let me tell you. In fact, Xiao Xiao stole the dragon chair from the palace. As the king of the rat clan, of course he must have a chair that symbolizes his status as a king."

"Later, when I was thinking about it, I thought that the Dog Emperor's dragon chair was quite nice. It was shining with gold and had a good meaning, so I stole it back."

"Look at it, does it look majestic when the little one sits on it? Does it look like a king?"

After saying that, the Rat King sat down on the dragon chair, crossed his legs, and looked like a slut, and he really didn't deserve a beating.

The five little guys looked at each other, with a little devilish smile on their beautiful little faces.

The Rat King didn't notice at all that Huo Zhong had just put a layer of peach blossom glue on the dragon chair when it wasn't paying attention. This kind of peach blossom glue was not an ordinary glue. It was researched by Huo Bingbing when he was bored. Antidote, don't try to escape for the rest of your life.

The four Huo Dong brothers folded their arms and sat watching the show. They nodded vigorously and talked in a hurry...

"Well, the Rat King does look like a king sitting on the dragon throne, more like an emperor than the Dog Emperor."

"It's just, Rat King, do you know? Because of your theft, the Dog Emperor thought that dad wanted to rebel, and now he is trying every means to kill our dad."

The Rat King was shocked when he heard this.

In the past few days, because of getting the dragon throne, it had been a little carried away. It had been staying in the underground palace without going out. It had been addicted to the emperor and had no idea what big things were happening outside.

Huo Zhong raised his fist and asked fiercely...

"Smelly rat, tell me the truth, did you frame our father on purpose?"

The little nub is very fierce, and it has the attitude of punching it down if it says the wrong thing.

The Rat King was frightened and hurriedly raised his paw and swore...

"My dear master, I have no intention of framing the prince. It's all because I like the dragon chair so much. Everything is a coincidence."

"If the little one tells half a lie, he will be struck by thunder and die badly."

Even if it was given a water tank to encourage it, it would not dare to frame the man of its ancestors unless it was tired of living.

The Rat King became more and more anxious as he explained. He wanted to stand up and explain to his little master. Only then did he realize something was wrong. His butt and back were stuck tightly to the dragon chair and could not move.

It immediately panicked. Damn it, how could this scene look so like humans catching mice?

So, while struggling desperately, it howled at the top of its lungs...

"Hey, hey, what's going on? Why am I stuck on the dragon chair?"

"Xiao Hui, you bitch, are you lazy and didn't wipe the dragon chair clean? Did you get some unclean things on it?"

"Why are you all standing there? Why don't you come over quickly and get me out? If one of my hairs falls out, I will kill you."

The little master misunderstood that it framed the prince, and its mood was already bad. Now that it is stuck on the dragon chair, its mood is even worse.

As a result, the little mice responsible for cleaning were panicked. They were obviously very dedicated and wiped the furniture in the underground palace every day. How could there be dirt?

So the mice ran over to check and found that the thing sticking to the king was not dirt at all, but glue.

The Rat King was very angry and asked who brought this thing back to the underground palace?

"It's me." Suddenly, a milk sound sounded.

The mice looked up and saw that it was the fifth little master. They all looked at her in confusion, wondering why the fifth little master would do this.

The Rat King was very smart, and he immediately thought that the five little masters had stuck him on the dragon chair in order to punish him for stealing the dragon chair, so he said with a sad face...

"Fifth little master, please let me go. I know I was wrong. I will return the throne to the dog emperor immediately."

Huo Zhong: "Rat King, I have no problem with you stealing from the Dog Emperor, but you shouldn't implicate my father."

"This time it's a small punishment but a big warning. If it happens again, my aunt will blow your rat's head off."

After saying that, she left with her four brothers.

The big python swam out from the darkness, opened its bloody mouth, spit out red snake seeds, and hissed...

"My young masters, come up here. I will take you back to your home."

"Okay." The five brothers and sisters sat on the back of the boa constrictor. The boa constrictor squirmed its long body and swam around in the tunnels of the underground palace, and soon swam away.

The Rat King was dumbfounded!

It's still stuck to the dragon chair. Why is the little master gone?

"Hey, little master, don't leave. The little one is still stuck on the dragon chair."

From afar, Huo Zhong’s little devil-like milky voice came...

"Rat King, don't you like to sit on the Dragon Throne very much? My aunt is doing what you wish, letting you sit as much as you want at one time, so that you won't have any regrets in the future."

"You should enjoy the feeling of being an emperor these days, so as not to accuse me of being unreasonable and ruining your dream of being an emperor."

The Rat King collapsed.

What kind of bullshit enjoyment is this?

How can an emperor be stuck on the dragon throne?

"Little master, I made a mistake. I will never sit on the throne again. Please put me down, ah oh oh oh oh."