After seeing the wax statue's face gradually turned pale, Old Deng knew that the Rat King was not looking for this poem, so he gradually stopped. He knelt in front of the Rat King with a "thump", kowtowed and begged for mercy: "The King".

Please let me go. I have old friends and young masters. I can’t do it without my family!"

The Rat King sighed in great sorrow and said, "For the sake of how you can remember Wang Lang's poem, I will..."

"Thank you, thank you, the king!" Before the Rat King could finish his words, Old Deng kowtowed.

Just half of Old Deng's head, the Rat King said leisurely: "I will leave you with a whole body!"

"ah?"

Hearing the Rat King's words, Old Deng, who was halfway through his kowtow, widened his pupils and looked at the Rat King tightly.

"Save people!"

After seeing the mice rush out of the wax statue again, I got up and wanted to save Lao Deng, but as soon as I moved, Li Jingran grabbed my wrist, and I only felt a sense of jerk flowing out of Li Jingran's body.

With a very powerful force, my body suddenly moved.

"ah!"

Under my extremely complicated gaze, the group of fluffy black mice rushed towards Lao Deng again.

As a scream sounded, Old Deng was directly bitten by these mice, pushed him off the Teng Pavilion, and fell to death.

While I was still regretting Old Deng, Li Jingran let go of my hand and grabbed me. As Li Jingran's hand released, the ceaseless power was immediately swept away.

"Li Jingran, how could you not save me?" I looked at Li Jingran beside me with some anger, lowered my voice and said angrily.

"Don't save me when I die? Are you 100% sure to deal with the Rat King?

If not, don’t be a general trust man and force yourself to stand up.” Li Jingran said coldly: “The Rat King hasn’t been dealt with by then, and it will be fun if he dies.”

"That's my own business," I said.

"I can't control you if you die. You are going to rush out, expose my position, and implicate me, I will control you."

When I heard Li Jingran’s words, I was speechless.

At this moment, Li Jingran pointed at Zhao Caiman and said, "Now it's your fiancée's turn to recite the poems. I don't know if your great writer's fiancée can recite the poems that the Rat King wants!"

I turned to look at Zhao Caiman. After being frightened by the Rat King one after another, Zhao Caiman's eyes were already straightened, and I'm afraid he couldn't recite the poem the Rat King wanted.

"Miss Zhao, I know you. You are a descendant of the Zhao family in the Song Dynasty. The Zhao family has always been a literary master. You should be able to remember the poem I forgot, right?" When facing Zhao Caiman, the Rat King also spoke.

Be much more polite.

But Zhao Caiman was already scared, as if he hadn't heard the Rat King's words, and he kept saying nothing.

"Ms. Zhao, Miss Zhao?"

The Rat King shouted twice. Seeing that Zhao Caiman still had no response, under the moonlight, the Rat King walked to Zhao Caiman in a leisurely courtyard, stretched out his hand and pushed Zhao Caiman.

"Ah, what's wrong?" Zhao Caiman, who came to his senses, turned to look at the wax statue of King Teng and asked blankly.

"Miss Zhao, I heard a masterpiece in this courtyard a thousand years ago. I want to ask you, do you know this poem?" The Rat King said it again patiently, and could see it

The Rat King put all his expectations on Zhao Caiman.

"Poetry..." Zhao Caiman covered her head and thought for a while. Just when she was about to remember, she suddenly heard a click, as if something had fallen off the wax statue of Tengwang and sent it out
Chapter completed!