No matter what was said, the white mouse currently looked adorable.
Wei Xiao Bei knew that the white mouse was not only cute, but also had the strength to kill him in an instant.
Ever since it killed the Licker, Wei Xiao Bei felt that the threat coming from the white mouse had increased.
"Kill!"
Wei Xiao Bei shouted. His lungs expanded, then fiercely contracted. The air fiercely flowed through his narrow vocal chords, creating a loud voice that momentarily stopped the other white mouse, preventing it from following up.
At the same time, the pitchfork in Wei Xiao Bei's hand thrust out, creating a black line as it pierced towards the evolved white mouse.
Seeing Wei Xiao Bei's fierce momentum, the evolved mouse did not continue charging forward, instead, it used its four paws to make an upward leap and nimbly evaded Wei Xiao Bei's thrust.
