Chapter 2887 Give Me Back My Chestnuts, or I Will Devour You

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" The little squirrel picked up the bone and showed it to Ye Wudao and the others, squeaking as if explaining something.

The Dragon King translated, "The little squirrel said that this bone is from an ancient great power. It is very hard. We cannot break it with our strength."

Ye Wudao and Hong Qigong looked at each other, "Is this really the bone of an ancient great power?"

Hong Qigong nodded, "Yes. It's a pity that this bone is too old. The spiritual energy on it has long been dissipated and is useless."

"However, its hardness is beyond doubt. It is an excellent material for forging magic weapons."

"If Lord Dragon King uses fire, he may be able to refine this bone."

Ye Wudao: "In other words, if the Dragon King relies on his own strength, he cannot break this bone?"

Hong Qigong nodded.

Ye Wudao looked at the two big teeth of the little squirrel: "Even a powerful dragon king can't destroy this ancient bone. I really don't believe that his small body can damage this bone."

The dragon king also said: "I don't believe it either."

The little squirrel glanced at Ye Wudao and others with disdain, and then opened his mouth and bit the bone.

Crack!

Boom!

After a crisp sound, the bone broke.

The ancient bones of the powerful were bitten off, which attracted thunder and hit the little squirrel's feet.

A big deep pit was blasted under the little squirrel's feet, and the soil turned charred and black.

The little squirrel didn't have time to escape, and was blown up several times by the residual power of the thunder, and his mouth was full of mud.

After rolling down a few times, the little squirrel stood up, patted the dust on his body, pinched his waist with both hands, and looked at Ye Wudao with a proud look: "Squeak, squeak."

Are you scared?

Xu Linger: "So cute."

Ye Wudao: "..."

You may have misunderstood the word "cute".

This guy just bit off the remains of an ancient great man and even triggered thunder... Such strength is what they look up to.

Oh my god, you can't judge a person by his appearance.

Ye Wudao would never have thought that such a thin and short body could contain such invincible energy.

To go against such a strong man is simply to seek death.

Ye Wudao, Hong Qigong, and even the dragon were afraid of the little squirrel.

"Squeak, squeak."

The little squirrel called again.

The dragon king said: "The little squirrel said that if we leave quickly, it can spare our lives."

"Otherwise, it will swallow us up with bones and meat, leaving nothing behind."

How could Ye Wudao be willing to leave like this?

And if they leave now and fail to get the magic weapon, their fate will also be death.

Ye Wudao pondered for a moment and said to the Dragon King: "Dragon King, ask the little squirrel, if it is so powerful, why didn't it stop the Lord God and let the Lord God steal its chestnuts."

Dragon King: "Squeak, squeak, squeak."

Little squirrel: "Squeak, squeak, squeak."

The Dragon King translated: "The little squirrel said that the Lord God stole the chestnuts when it was not at home, and it didn't notice."

"If it had found out, it would have devoured the Lord God and his people."

Ye Wudao frowned and found a loophole: "If it didn't see that it was the Lord God who stole the chestnuts, why would it suspect us?"

"Dragon King, ask it."

The Dragon King asked the little squirrel.

The little squirrel started to hesitate, and finally it got anxious and said fiercely: "You'd better get out of here quickly, or I'll really devour you. Ah, ah."

Xu Ling'er: "So cute."

Hong Qigong also said: "I also think this little squirrel is not as powerful as we think. If it can really defeat us easily, then its strength should have been fully awakened."

"But now it is obviously only half awakened, and it can't even communicate with us through thoughts."