As long as my aura is enough, my speed will be fast enough!
Soon the mice came back. As long as I don't leave Jianghai City, many things will be easy for me.
Over the past few decades, I have taught a story to the mice, beacon fire plays on the princes.
There is no need to go back and forth at all. I just need some signals and various code words specified by them, and I can quickly know what I want to know.
In other words, in Jianghai City, I am the King of Heaven when I ride on a horse!
I have been developing in Jianghai City for more than 80 years. I can fly in the sky, swim in the water, and crawl into holes. Whenever an animal sees me, he must give me a respectful greeting.
Turtle King!
Especially the mice that are often around me. They are big, black and clean, and have strong attack power.
Decades have passed since the tsunami. Although the millions of troops lost that time have not been replaced, there has been a qualitative leap in terms of quality alone.
The reason is that I haven't seen Bai Zishu and the old mouse for many years. The news I got is that they have been trapped in Qingsong Ridge.
I slowly flipped through the booklet. There was too much content in it. For me, there were a lot of technical vocabulary and some obscure things that were difficult to understand. But the last sentence was particularly clear.
No matter what happens to Liuliu, no matter what situation happens, you must be happy. (Jasmine)
Stifling oneself up is an unpleasant little turtle.
Xiaoya likes jasmine very much. I know that she said that to me. Seeing this, my mood changed a lot.
"I heard it." I entered my consciousness into the portable space and looked at the photos of Xiaoya and Song Lin. I felt that they were smiling at me at that moment.
I am a lot more cheerful. But I still don’t drink. This is not obsession, but always having to believe in something.
I started wandering around Mr. Zhao's manor and got a clear overview of the layout of the entire manor. Anyway, I didn't have much to do all day, and the place was relatively large. There were people taking care of food and drink.
In fact, I really want to go into the boudoir and have a look, because everyone knows this kind of place.
I also ignored Xiaohei and Xiaobai. If nothing happens in the past three years, I will not talk to them. I am more resentful towards them than Xiaomu.
It's like this every time. That time with Sister Snake and this time with Xiaoya.
As time went by, everyone got to know me. But Mr. Zhao specially greeted everyone in the yard, saying that this was my benefactor’s turtle, and he was very entertaining.
Mr. Zhao was drinking tea in the yard that day. I lay on a rockery and looked at him. He was in his 50s. He was well-dressed and had a broad face. He was not too tall, but he had the aura of a superior person. He was followed by several
Little mommy.
This is the first time I have observed him seriously. The last time I met him briefly, I felt something strange about him. It was exactly as I thought, there was a black aura around him.
It felt like something was possessing me, giving me the feeling of seeing a supernatural novel. I focused my spiritual energy on my eyes and looked over.
There was actually a person lying on Mr. Zhao's body. A woman. A very ugly woman. My first impression was that it was a ghost? A ghost?
When facing this kind of creature, I can't even mention being afraid. Maybe I have seen too many terrible things.
I've done horse racing before, but I'm still afraid of you, an ugly woman?
When I saw her, she seemed to see me too. Those were scarlet eyes. This kind of killing was not the same as the big crocodile crab I saw.
It's strange, I can't explain clearly. This creature I didn't know started staring at me, and I stared at her. Time passed like this, no one was afraid of anyone.
Mr. Zhao drank tea all afternoon in the yard. He seemed to be explaining a lot of things. After explaining, he saw me.
Ponyboy was very discerning and carried me to Master Zhao.
"If I remember correctly, Song Engong used to call you Liuliu, right?"
I still have a good impression of this person, so I raised my head and nodded. Mr. Zhao was stunned. This seemed to be different from the plot he expected.
However, someone like him who makes a fortune from side jobs must have seen a lot of strange things. His voice lowered.
"So, can you understand what I'm saying?"
I nodded again, and Mr. Zhao stared with disbelief. Then he asked all the horses and servants around him to retreat.
Looking at his behavior, I felt that this person still had a certain skill. After the person left, Mr. Zhao lowered his voice again.
"Liu Liu, then the rumor about my benefactor is true. The money he made his fortune came from a turtle? Believe me, I don't have any ill intentions. I don't have any shortage of money now. It's just numbers."
Hearing him say this, I nodded slowly. I thought he had something else to ask me for, but there was nothing. He just kept sighing at my magic.
After thinking about it, I grabbed a small writing brush on the tea set. After all, I still couldn't let go of Xiaomu...
Mr. Zhao was also very smart. He quickly asked people to bring paper, and finally called everyone out. I covered the paper with a turtle shell, grabbed the pen in my hand with my turtle claws, and slowly wrote a line on it.
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"There is something on you." After I finished writing this sentence, I slowly took the turtle's claws away. I was worried that the thing lying on him was also a word, so I covered it with a turtle shell.
When he saw this line of words, Mr. Zhao almost screamed and his eyes widened. It turned out that he knew this.
He looked back quickly, but I felt that he couldn't see the thing in his sight, only I could see it. And if I didn't focus my spiritual energy on my eyes, I wouldn't be able to see the woman at all.
"Godly Turtle..." Looking at him, he seemed to be on the verge of kneeling down.
I stretched out my head and shook it. I slowly wrote another line of words.
"Find someone to take care of Song Yimu and live well." I believe Mr. Zhao can understand what I mean with his head.
Nodding without any hesitation, he called the pony boy named Mengzi over. After giving a lot of instructions, he turned to look at me. Listening to what he said, I nodded slowly.
After Mr. Zhao retreated everyone, I slowly looked at the ugly woman. She seemed to have been observing me. But why didn't she seem to see me when I lifted my paw to write or do other things?
In fact, I have been observing her just now, and I seem to have discovered something different. When I focus my spiritual energy on the turtle shell, the other person seems to be able to see my turtle shell.
In other words, the other party can see the place full of spiritual energy. Then I start to circulate the energy in my body.
I felt that she must have seen my whole face. First I was confused. Then those bloody eyes stared at me with murderous intent.
When she rushed towards me, I still raised my head and fired a super head cannon!