me and my monster neighbor

On the other hand, after Xu Lai and Yuan Chu left Sword Village, according to the unprofessional recommendation of Xu Lai, a temporary tour guide, the next destination was the city that never sleeps.

The four sides of the city that never sleeps are blocked by poisonous thorns, leaving only a gap in the city gate, which is a canoe for entering and leaving the city that never sleeps, and this place is being surrounded by a group of snake monsters.

The city that never sleeps is a treasury where big monsters spend a lot of money, and outside the city gate is a cornucopia for local snakes to make money.Collecting tolls from passing monsters is one of the main sources of local snakes stationed here.

But in recent days, the toll industry driven by the city that never sleeps has not been very prosperous. When it is dusk, the city gate is brightly lit, and the city is noisy and noisy, outside the city gate is another scene of depression and decay.

Two monsters on duty stood guard in front of the booth, and the two monsters swayed on the deck chairs to bask in the moon.

A few days ago, because the boss was defeated in the wheel battle for the prime location, their booth was stuffed in the middle of the road section, not close to the periphery, and too far from the city gate. The ghost gang can leak some benefits through the fingers, who knows that the economic downturn and the industry's cold winter have not been recorded for many days.

The pheasant spirit with a Shamat hair crown is cocking his legs to pick his claws, and the snake demon with green ketone snake hair is coiling half of his snake tail next to him, and he buckles the seam of the snake Lin in a panic. Wipe off the dirt and dust in the crevices of the scales, and then apply a layer of dark green nail polish to the worn scales, and then blow for a long time to dry the nail polish. The little red lips are sexy, and the orchid fingers painted with black nail polish It can be said to be very particular about being enchanting.

Pheasant Essence has a serious protruding mouth problem after turning into a human form, and when he opened his mouth, he complained and spit: "Recently, there are too few pets that have been brought to the city that never sleeps. We can't wait for a batch of goods in a few days. Damn it, let's I still have to get up early and greedily guard this dilapidated stall, ahhh.”

The Flower Snake Demon opened its mouth to exhale, and a gust of evil wind blew up, and bounced back the spittle that spewed from the Pheasant Essence's mouth.The snake demon's mentality is obviously dominant, and she just smiled cleverly and enlightened the pheasant spirit: "I think we are lucky, this time in the team battle, the two snakes and rats on the opposite side killed our boss with a nest. It took them a lot of trouble to grab the initiative... Well, now they are jumping in a hurry."

The snake demon cast a winking look, and the pheasant spirit glanced at the outermost corner, only to see the mouse spirit guarding the stall holding a tree stump and grinding its teeth.

Pheasant Essence moaned, "You are open-minded, you even scolded yourself."

A litter of snakes and rats is not a good thing.

But just as he felt gloating, he sharply saw a group of people approaching from a distance.

Seen from a distance, the dust, the air vibration and the vibration of the ground indicated that this group of people was a big fat sheep, which aroused the prying eyes of this group of hungry monsters before they approached.

Occupying the favorable position on the periphery, the Mouse Spirit jumped up to a height of two meters, beating gongs and drums in greeting, and the banner "One Mouse is One" in front of the booth fluttered in the wind.

It was a full-time hunting team that arrived in the city that never sleeps. It’s just that there has been a lot of buzz recently. I heard that they even drafted a protection policy for human gathering places. It is reported that this policy is a protection method proposed to prohibit over-hunting, and the purpose is to increase ecological benefits. .As a result, they, who were accustomed to lawlessness, were forced to become a poaching team, still doing their old job of hunting "pets".

The convoy arrived, and the five leaders escorting the team were A-level cataclysmic monsters, all of whom were wolf monsters.This is a field team led by a pack of wolves. There are also ten B-level disaster monsters and more than ten C-level disaster monsters in the team.

The strength of this team can be regarded as outstanding, coupled with the teamwork they have traveled from south to north, step by step, is not to be underestimated. The teams are very clear about each other's abilities and techniques.Because of this, they were able to catch prey even when the industry was in recession.

This team is one of the strong teams that trade regularly to and from the city that never sleeps, but even so, when they arrive at the city that never sleeps, they will take the initiative to pay the necessary tolls to the C-level disaster mouse spirit who guards the stall.

Although the A-level cataclysmic giant monster can be defeated by one enemy against the C-level cataclysmic monster once it goes crazy, but this place can be described as mixed with fish and dragons, and multiple forces are intertwined. , and turned a blind eye to this chaotic area at the door of the house, who can guarantee that this muddy water will not have his part.

The toll rules in the city that never sleeps have existed for nearly a hundred years, and no one wants to challenge the rules by themselves.

As for toll charges, there are two tiers. One tier of consumption uses the same amount of low price to manage the stall owners of each stall here; Under the city gate.

It is called "escort" by its euphemistic name, and it is essentially like finding a local to lead the way, and the mercenary fee is naturally several times higher than the toll.

One of the team leaders, Yeyuelang, knows how to do it well, and pays the stumbling block "protection fee" according to the usual practice.With one claw, he tore open the prison cart built with poisonous vines, and the mouse came over, its round black eyes flashing brightly, peeping at the situation inside the prison cart.

A gray wolf who was walking with Yeyue Wolf was a bit stronger than his companion, with a scarred face and big arms, and the words "I'm not easy to mess with" were written all over his body. Beside the thorny prison car, squinting a pair of brown eyes, staring dangerously at the mouse spirit with a broken tail.

The other three A-level cataclysmic monsters are distributed around the prison car, in case of sudden riots.

The mouse spirit didn't pay any attention to the warning eyes, and looked at the structure of the prison car with great interest.He has only three fingers on both hands, which are the thumb, index finger and middle finger. The monster form is not limited by the original appearance. The mouse spirit should have neat ten fingers, but his ring finger and little finger are cut off. Close to the junction of the palm and cut neatly.

The Mouse Spirit touched the wall of thorns with the remaining three fingers, patted the big wheel, and scanned the goods in the prison car with shrewd eyes. One big, seven small, half male and half, they curled up in the corner of the prison car.

When the thorn cage was forcibly torn open by an external force to allow two people to pass through, the eight captives in the car huddled in the middle, keeping an arm's length away from the cage wall made of thorns, their eyes were empty, tears stained Before they were dry, their expressions had become numb. After being intimidated and brainwashed successfully, they stopped crying and looking for life and death, and all of them had a high degree of self-consciousness as goods.

On the way, the truck swayed violently, and the thin body of a ten-year-old girl was pushed against the wall by the inertia. The thorns thick with two fingers were right in front of her eyes, and the little girl was about to hit her head. Blood flowed, her eyes were dull, and her empty pupils seemed unable to distinguish the imminent danger in front of her.The rest of the people in the car also saw what happened to the little girl in the next second with their ignorant eyes open.

When the small body fell forward, a gust of wind passing close to her body was knocked out in the air, and the gust of wind poured into her eyes, which caused her to close them reflexively due to the dryness of her eyes.

Suddenly, an external force climbed onto her arm, and it was no stranger to the skin of her wrist clenched tightly. What had been missing for a long time was the hand that grabbed her, and was holding her wrist tightly.

It was neither the newspaper group trembling on the edge of crisis to keep warm, nor the forced dragging of her roughly. Her body that slid towards the thorn wall was pulled back. In the mouth of the tiger is a ten-year-old boy.

The boy's eyes were as dim as the little girl's, his mind was blank, and pulling the little girl was only his instinctive action.

With a "bang", the youth's thin body slammed straight into the thorn wall, his back collided with the thorns on the wall, and his body immediately fell to the ground.

The peace amulet hanging around the boy's neck slipped out from the neckline.

Except for the noise and the momentary confusion caused by the bumping of the car, everything was as usual.

The thorn car continued to drive along the poorly repaired stone road, and the captives in the same car were still a group of quail, staring blankly at the young man lying on the ground and struggling to get up.

The impact just now was very dangerous, but fortunately, although the young man looked skinny, he didn't want to be rough and fleshy. He received that blow on his back firmly, not only was his flesh not shattered by the hard thorn, he didn't even see blood.

At this time, the car swayed from side to side when it stopped suddenly, and another boy who was about the same age as the boy was also covered with a layer of indifference. If he regained his sanity at this time, he would also think that the boy deserved it. Mind your own business.But when he lost his self-awareness, he pulled the young man without thinking. He saw the young man raised his head. The impact did not cause any substantial injury to the young man, but instead made his foggy eyes clear and clear.

Those were a pair of honey-colored eyes.

That was the color of his eyes too.

The boy trembled suddenly as if in a dream, his body trembled like chaff, and his eyes rediscovered the rich honey yellow as if the clouds were pushed away.

The boy grabbed his companion's hand in a daze as if he had just woken up from a dream, and his companion's grip was even stronger.

The hands that are clasped together convey strength to each other, which is comfort and hope.

But what followed was the tearing sound of the thorn cage being cut from the outside. What awaited them was not dazzling light, but a group of demons coming from the darkness, tearing open a corner of the tent in the night, Showing pairs of cold eyes, looking down at them condescendingly.

Now not only the two teenagers regained their sanity, but even the six captives beside them suddenly woke up and were forced to face the cruel reality of hell.