Cultivation of Flowers

All the cultivators looked at Hualin who spoke amazing words with astonished eyes.

Lin Huaiyou was stunned for a moment, and said: "The wind is too strong, I didn't hear clearly, you never said that you are the founder of the Firework God Troupe just now, how is it possible? Ha ha."

The woman who was walking with him tugged at Lin Huaiyou's sleeve and said, "The wind isn't too strong. You heard it very clearly just now. This half-grown child really said so."

The whole room was silent.

The four people stared at Hualin and looked up and down, the woman said: "Young Huai, this child seems to be about the same age as our legendary boss."

Another woman among the four said: "I heard that our Huahua boss is really cute, with round eyes, and it's so cute to stare at people, and our Yanyan boss is even more embarrassing."

Everyone glanced at the woman who spoke, and then turned their attention to Hualin. Lin Huaiyou said: "This child is really cute, especially those eyes! Sigh! He stared at me, the eyes are so round and round. Cute! It seems that this child should be our boss!"

Another man in the team twitched his face, looked straight at Hualin, and said, "It's not just any cute kid who can pretend to be our flower boss!"

Lin Huaiyou answered immediately, and said, "Our Boss Huahua has been following a very powerful monster, do you have one?"

After thinking about it, Hualin knew that Lin Huaiyou was talking about the flaming tiger. The flaming tiger was in the Ice King Realm, and he couldn't bring it out. He was together, and the little white mouse in his pocket popped out half of its head in response to the occasion, and squeaked a few times, as if to say that it was that very powerful monster.

Lin Huaiyou and others: "..."

Lin Huaiyou looked at Hualin's small pocket, laughed "hehe", and said, "Is this a little white mouse following you?"

The woman beside Lin Huaiyou said: "Little one, who gave you the courage to impersonate our boss?"

Another woman said: "This little white mouse is a bit strange. Judging from its snow-white fur, it seems, it seems to be a dementor mouse?"

Lin Huaiyou glanced at the woman, and said: "You treat the dementor mouse as a Chinese cabbage, anyone can have one? This little white mouse knows that its fur is dyed with high-quality dyes! But no matter how beautifully it is dyed , this is still a pompous scumbag."

Hua Lin lowered her head and silently looked at the little white mouse in her pocket.

Little White Mouse: "..." Who is it?It is the supreme mouse, how long ago was it said to be a scumbag?It endured it, but it couldn't hold it back. It squeaked a few times. Its voice was extremely loud, spreading from this small box to the entire base.

The protection measures of each base are excellent, and it is difficult for a fly to fly in. However, the mice that existed in the base when it was built have always existed. They are not monsters and have always lived in dark and humid places. It avoids cultivators and reproduces extremely fast. It is the most common mouse.

When they heard the "squeak" call of the dementor rat, whether they were digging holes, sleeping, or stealing food, they all turned their gazes to the direction of the sound source, and then immediately pulled their legs towards the sound source. Run in that direction.

In the past, these little mice were most afraid of the cultivator and hid far away every day, but at this moment, they let go of all their fears and ran straight towards that tavern.

In broad daylight, there are many rats scurrying in the streets, and the screams of some female cultivators who are not afraid of bloodthirsty but afraid of this small animal come and go. They took a few steps back to avoid these rats, but from time to time Some female cultivators stepped on little mice. The soft feeling of crushing something caused them to look down involuntarily, and immediately let out even more shrill screams.

In a short time, all the little mice in the entire base flocked to the tavern, climbed the stairs under the surprised eyes of everyone in the tavern, and piled up densely at the door of the box where the dementor rats were. Suddenly, the huge door Completely occupied by the little mice.

Those in the lobby on the first floor looked up to the second floor, and all they could see were rats, and the huge number was still creepy, even though they were the most common rats.Yes, it's very common, they usually meet a mouse and lift their fingers to kill them, but just like normal people who meet a crawling insect will not be trampled to death, unless it is particularly eye-catching, they will not raise their finger. Raise your noble fingers to slay the creature.

A practitioner on the first floor asked curiously, "What happened on the second floor? Why are there so many rats?"

Amidst many curious inquiries, a cultivator who passed by on the second floor just before the arrival of the rats said, "I don't know why there are so many little mice, but I just heard a half-sized child claiming to be The creator of the Fireworks Divine Group." He said this with disdain in his tone, and strong distrust in his words.

After the cultivator finished speaking, all the cultivators who had lost their appetite due to the arrival of a large group of rats and planned to leave the tavern all stopped, and returned to the tavern on the first floor to chat with everyone on this topic.While they were talking, another swarm of rats climbed up the second floor, but they completely ignored them.Obviously, they are more interested in the rumored leader of the fireworks god group than this group of mice. I heard that this is an extremely young child who can form a strong team at an early age. Everyone feels that this person is full of enthusiasm. Mystique.

The cultivator has good hearing, and the cultivator at this end did not use a soundproof barrier when talking, and was inadvertently heard by other cultivators passing by. In this way, it was spread one after another, and it didn't take long for it to spread all over the place. half base.Rumors are just rumors, and the farther they spread, the less authentic the words are. From the topic that the first cultivator said, "A half-grown child claimed to be the creator of the Firework God Group just now", the expectations in some cultivators' hearts The following became "The creator of the Fireworks God Group is in this base, in the box on the second floor of Jingjing Restaurant".

All the cultivators in the base walked towards the Jingjing Tavern with a clear goal in mind to see what the mysterious leader of the Firework God Group looked like.At this time, the mice in the base and most of the cultivators flocked to Jingjing Tavern. When they arrived at the entrance of Jingjing Tavern, it was already surrounded by many cultivators, and only those Small mice can squeeze in.Of course, there are always some shameless cultivators who can bear the eyes of many cultivators, squeeze into the tavern abruptly from the heavy siege, and want to take a step up to the second floor with excitement, but when they look up, they catch their eyes. What's more, there are densely packed mice, and there is no place to stay.

Shameless cultivators: "..."

After another moment, the news that "the leader of the fireworks group appeared in Jingjing Restaurant" reached the ears of the master of the base. He turned his nose in anger and was very annoyed. their leader?

The family of the Fireworks God Group has a great career, so can they pretend to be casual?Did that person think that he could take over the entire Fireworks God Group just by pretending to be casual?The master of the base angrily pushed the official affairs aside, stood up, and led a large group of practitioners to the Jingjing Tavern.

On the other hand, in the box on the second floor of Jingjing Tavern, all the cultivators looked at the group of rats that completely covered the door of the box.

The little white mouse jumped out of Hualin's small pocket, climbed up all the way, and climbed to the top of Hualin's head. It landed on Hualin's head with one foot and turned around in a circle, with a proud look on its face.

Lin Huaiyou: "..." He was silent for a while, and said, "You little scumbag doesn't look simple, you actually have the ability to control ordinary mice, but these are just ordinary mice."

The female cultivator beside Lin Huaiyou said: "There are too many mice in the base, and I have always felt annoying. It just so happened that you gathered together today. It would be good to kill them together."

As soon as the female cultivator finished speaking, the Dementor Mouse stopped its spinning steps, and opened a pair of beautiful eyes to look at the female cultivator. The female cultivator met the eyes of the Dementor Mouse, and took two steps back. Hollow, like a doll.

Another female cultivator saw the strangeness of this female cultivator, and subconsciously wanted to stare at the Dementor Mouse, but as if thinking of something, she forcibly resisted the impulse, and said in a trembling voice: "This It is a real dementor mouse, everyone be careful, don't look at it, otherwise you will be demented!"

When the word "Dementor" came out, the hearts of the two male cultivators sank, not to mention that they were fewer in number than the cultivators here, and more importantly, the fighting power of a dementor mouse was sky-high, let alone the four of them , even 4000 people have no chance of winning.Suddenly, another piece of news came to their ears. This was the news from the cultivators who entered and exited the base. It was heard that a group of cultivators had just left the base and returned. The reason was that a group of cultivators who did not know where Where did the Rat Army completely surround the base.

Lin Huaiyou was a little at a loss. At this moment, there was a commotion outside, and a cultivator shouted loudly: "Master Lin brought a group of guards over!"

"Master Weichen is here, everyone quickly make way for Master Weichen to enter the Jingjing Tavern!"

Hearing this name, Lin Huaiyou felt a little relieved. His uncle came. His uncle is the owner of this base. His very powerful uncle and omnipotent uncle will definitely be able to solve this matter perfectly.

Hualin blinked and said, "Master Lin? Lin Weichen? This name is somewhat familiar." I just couldn't remember it for a while.

The old man said: "He is the top manager of this base."

Hualin let out an "ah" and suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a person with this name in the Fireworks Divine Troupe a few years ago.

Lin Huaiyou's lips parted slightly, just as she was about to say something like "My uncle is here, are you going to run away or kneel down and sing Conquer to show your loyalty", when Hualin grabbed the dementor mouse off his head , Said: "You let these little mice scatter and let Lin Weichen come in."

Lin Huaiyou curled up a mocking smile and said, "Are you going to kneel down and sing conquest to my uncle?" He was proud of his uncle.

Hualin looked at Lin Huaiyou with an idiot's eyes, and the little white mouse "squeaked" in disdain.

Lin Huaiyou: "..."

At the same time, Lin Weichen led a group of guards into the tavern, and saw that the second floor was completely occupied by little mice. His face was condensed, and when he raised his right hand slightly to kill the group of little mice, he saw them disperse. , giving way to a channel.

Lin Weichen snorted coldly, led the guards upstairs, walked into the private room, and saw a half-grown child showing a cute smile, and said, "Long time no see, Lin Weichen."

Lin Weichen: "..."

Lin Weichen looked at Hualin's little face that was grown up, but still extremely cute, and his mind was at a loss for a moment, then he knelt down alone, and said, "Long time no see, Master Huahua."

Lin Huaiyou "..." Was it his uncle who had to kneel down and sing Conquer?