"You once told me that you were digging a hole at home, and as you were digging, you dug through the space and fell into here?"

A voice suddenly sounded.

Liu Di suddenly appeared on the way home, staring at the lonely back of the eight-armed mole.

at the same time.

Liu Di also remembered the little ghost's unintentional words.

——There is a mole civilization in the universe. They lost their prince inexplicably and are desperately looking for him.

The eight-armed mole turned slowly.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

Brother Liu sighed slowly, "This time, I fulfilled my promise a little late, I'm sorry."

The eight-armed mole only felt colorful lights flashing around its body. It knew very well that this time the wormhole could finally connect to the outside of the prison.

"go home."

Liu Di's voice sounded faintly.

Dark red planet.

Liu Di suddenly opened his eyes and saw Fu Qing poking his forehead with a fan.

“.”

"I'm asking you, what should I do?"

Brother Liu did not answer, but moved sideways a step.

But the eight-armed mole was crying like a river, looking at the big red land in front of him, his body shaking violently.

The roar in the cave suddenly stopped.

Then, furry heads popped out of those caves.

Their eight claws were holding the edge of the cave, their pupils were trembling, and they were all looking at the eight-armed mole beside Liu Di.

"prince."

"prince."

"prince!"

Countless creatures that looked exactly like the eight-armed mole came running in tears.

The scene on the red planet was like countless big rats drilling out of the ground, gathering into a black river, and all rushing onto the eight-armed mole!

Liu Di and Fu Qing kept making way.

The "rat ball" was seen getting bigger and bigger, with a diameter of hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

There was a sound similar to the chirping of mice.

Brother Liu was silent.

The welcome of the eight-armed mole race was quite unique. At this time, the Mole Prince was completely invisible and it was possible that he had been torn to pieces.

Fu Qing was speechless.

"These ponies don't want to receive guests just because the prince is lost?"

"And by coincidence, you just happen to know where the prince is?!"

"Then your property has been returned to its original owner."

"What did they just say? They said they would work like a slave for you and give you space treasures?!"

What a fucking little pony.

These are a group of alien creatures that can tear apart space.

Liu Di glanced at Fu Qing and said, "You don't know the twists and turns in the process, but the result is just so coincidental."

The huge rat ball made a lot of noise for a long time, rolling back and forth on the ground.

Eventually scattered.

The final Mole Prince was revealed. At this moment, this guy was really the same as Liu Di had guessed. All the hair on his body was almost pulled out, and two of his claws were broken.

It sat on the ground listlessly, as if its body had been hollowed out.

But I still recall everything with a silly smile.

It looked at Brother Liu and said, "My benefactor, I just got some good news."

Brother Liu took a few steps forward. Regardless of the reward, just fulfilling his promise was a happy thing for him.

"What good news?"

Liu Di asked with a smile, but he didn't expect that the mole civilization could communicate information at the same time while tearing each other apart.

The Mole Prince held up his broken claw and said, "My father is dead."

Brother Liu paused slightly, the corners of his mouth twitching.

But it was the eight-armed mole who puffed out his chest and said, "So, I am now the king of the eight-armed mole race!"

"benefactor!"

"Thank you for sending me back home!"

"My people just promised you that they would present you with our people's space treasure!"

"I, King Rizaro, must fulfill my promise!"

The eight-armed mole slowly stood up, with thousands of its fellows crawling on the ground behind it. Although its hair was bald, it fluttered in the wind, giving it an extraordinary aura.

Brother Liu just found out that its name is Rizaro.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"vomit"

The next moment, the eight-armed mole Rizaro began to retch.

"vomit"

It retched more and more violently.

Liu Di's mouth twitched slightly, "What are you doing?"

"vomit"

But the eight-armed mole Lizaro finally succeeded in dry heaving, spit out a small blue ball from his mouth, rubbed his saliva on his fur, and presented his paws to Liu Di.

Brother Liu was also stunned.

Isn't this little ball the so-called 'Space Weng'? The little bead that Touba risked his life to send?

The 'little stone' that Fu Qing mentioned? Liu Di held the little ball and looked at the eight-armed mole in a daze, "Has this thing been in your stomach all along? It has the ability to cut through space. Is this why you can dig through space?"

"Yes."

"This is the sacred space object of my clan."

"Please wait a moment, benefactor."

"vomit"

The eight-armed mole began to dry heave again, and soon, it vomited out two more small balls mixed with bile with a ferocious look on its face! But this time, the eight-armed mole didn't bother to wipe off the mucus on the small balls and put them directly in Liu Di's hands.

Then it continued to retch.

Brother Liu grabbed the two wet balls.

Fu Qing stepped forward and laughed, "So that's how it is. The secret of how the ponies control space is actually this little thing! Haha, this thing is amazing. Brother Liu, you must keep it well!"

Liu Di glared at Fu Qing.

But the eight-armed mole was still retching. This time it was really difficult. It said with a bitter face: "My benefactor Liu brother, I have a total of four small balls like this. I was going to give them all to you first, but I really can't vomit out this last one. How about you wait for me to go to the toilet?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Fu Qing rolled on the ground.

Brother Liu hesitated for a moment, "A gentleman does not take away what others love. You gave me three, which is already a great gift. You should keep the remaining one in your stomach to ensure the ability of your race."

The eight-armed mole thought for a moment and said, "Yes, I'll listen to my benefactor!"

Brother Liu held the three beads which were still warm, feeling mixed emotions.

After many twists and turns, I got three small beads.

Although this little bead is magical, it can be easily shattered by spectators.

And there is absolutely no connection between this and [Eight Consistent Space].

"My tribesmen!"

But at this time, King Lizaro shouted from a high place, "This is my benefactor. He saved me! Now, let's thank him with the highest level ceremony of the tribe!"

The highest level of ceremony?

I'm afraid it's the 'rat ball'? Liu Di was startled, "Wait!"

Immediately, Brother Liu pointed at Fu Qing who was rolling on the side and said, "This guy can be said to be my mentor whom I admire quite a lot recently. He taught me a lot of Eight-Dimensional knowledge. With him around, I dare not take credit for it. You can give all your enthusiasm back to him!"

Countless moles gathered in the river and rushed towards Fu Qing.

Fu Qing was startled and stood up quickly, "Wait! Damn it! Ah."