"Squeak -" heard a mouse's roar, and the flower fainted completely.

and the black air on the countless black mice around them is again steaming. The rolling black air is like the black cloud rolling in the sky before the storm. In the black air, the countless black mice are disappeared, and a group of black robed people like shadows surround junxichen sitting on the Golden Dragon chair.

a man in black walks up to Jun Xichen's Dragon chair and respectfully says, "master, these two have been subdued. Please send them off!"

"give them Wei Xia your newly developed insect. I want to see the effect!" Jun Xi Chen is...