The male fairy writer Yuan Huixing wanted to run over to make brothers with the mouse, but he felt that the sky was "crackling" and falling black until all fell into the sea. For a moment, a dense mass of darkness floated up in Gong Ningqi.
"Help!! Save me quickly!! Master Liang! You know I'm most afraid of mice!!"
"Gong Ningqi, didn't you just say that I don't need my rescue, I went to eat, and I would be robbed if I was late. You must know that although the people on the island are enthusiastic, they can't be too"
"Master Liang!! Help me!! It's about to float on my mouth. Bah bah!"
"Exactly, you didn't eat."
"Master Liang!!"
"Gong Ningqi, the gravitational force in the water is strong, and all the mice will be sucked in after a while. You have ice on your body, don't be afraid, you'd better come to the shore quickly, otherwise the iceberg will melt, not to mention the layer of snowflakes on your body."
Gong Ningqi blinked and saw that no one was paying attention to him on the island, so he rushed forward with all his strength, closed his mouth and eyes, no matter how many obstacles in the future, he pawed forward like a tiger, and after a while, his chin touched Dirt road, but still shaking his head on flat ground.
"You have arrived. However, what is there in the sea that will make 30,000 mice jump off the cliff collectively? According to the perspective of my fairy tale novels, they should all be boutique mice that can cultivate into immortals. How can they be so fascinated by the sea."
"Writer Yuanhuixing, I guess it's not about the sea, but about me."
Yuan Huixing finally removed the toilet ice ring around his neck, and suddenly the sea surface was calm, and a big wave began to rise. For a moment, all the mice were sucked into the sea vortex.
"What's going on? Heroes, please stay!!"
Yuan Huixing was so bored that he actually started talking to the dead mouse.
"Get away!!"
"Writer Yuan Huixing, are you going to jump into the sea? It's dangerous now, I'm not joking."
"I just observed carefully, and I took out the paper and pen without watching. This is a very innovative plot in Xianxia novels, and I may become popular because of it."
Gong Ningqi stared at Yuan Huixing's twisted paper, and it seemed that it had been soaked in water. There were vivid pictures of squatting mice on it, which made Gong Ningqi shudder several times.
"It's too cold, there's a mystery in the sea. Wait, where are we? Why are there icebergs? No wonder I feel so cold"
"The current exact location is not clear, it is estimated to be the South Pole? Or is it the North Pole?"
"Come on, writer Yuan Huixing, no wonder others don't like to talk to you. I know now that you have a lower IQ than me. What if the South Pole is the same? At least there are polar bears and Grandpa Liang in the North Pole."
Gong Ningqi gave Yuan Huixing a blank look, and then crawled forward, as if his legs got stuck somewhere in the water, maybe he was paralyzed by a mouse, anyway, he did everything after that on his stomach.
"Eh? Gong Ningqi, you are doing well."
"Master Liang, do you have any food? Give me some. I'm going around the bottom of the sea, and my energy consumption is too high. I still have a lot of secrets to tell you, but I have to eat first."
Gong Ningqi snatched the white flour steamed bun from Liang Jia's hand, and gnawed hard, so hungry that he almost bit his own hand.
"I'm Liang Jia. Listen to me, everyone. We can learn from Gong Ningqi. This look can preserve our strength." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com