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Chapter 594 Immortal Venerable, Do You Raise Cats? 14
The disciple in Tsing Yi lowered his eyes slightly, a little nervous, this is already an unknown number of times.

Xianzun wanted to find a cat, but every time he didn't find what he wanted.

Then every time you read it, you have to put it in the air conditioner.

Xuan Mo handed back the monster bag in his hand to the Tsing Yi disciple, "It's useless."

The disciple in Tsing Yi heard the words, took the monster bag, and asked cautiously, "Then, do you want to continue searching?"

"Look for it." Xuan Mo's eyes were downcast, and his eyes were fixed on the teacup on the stone table.

"Yes." The disciple in Tsing Yi nodded and was about to retreat.

"Recently, are there any other people who have received the task?" Xuan Mo's tone was cold, exuding a cold aura all over his body.

Although the aura was almost completely restrained, the disciple in Tsing Yi still felt a little unbearable.

He lowered his head slightly, "Yes, but failed."

The task Xuan Mo said was to find a white cat with different pupils. If he found it, the task reward would be very generous.

"En." Xuan Mo responded lightly.

"However, I heard from the disciples who went on missions with Xu Zhenren that a few days ago, they encountered a cat with different eyes in the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts, which almost hurt Xu Zhenren, but unfortunately, the cat It's not white, it seems to be a red cat on its back..." As the disciple in Tsing Yi said, he found that the aura of Xuanmo Immortal Venerable suddenly rose.

The disciple in Tsing Yi was directly bent over, and before he could speak, he found that the immortal was gone.

The disciple in Tsing Yi looked around, but he didn't find Xuan Mo's figure. He reached out and touched his head, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, "Could it be that you are going to advance again?"

……

The pool in the center of the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest was calm, with no ripples on the water surface, only the blue sky and white clouds reflected in the water, and the stone walls and trees on both banks.

Suddenly, a small white head popped out of the pool, and with a slight shake of the head, a small fish was thrown onto the stone slab on the shore.

Then, the little head dived into the water again.

About 5 minutes later, the little head popped up again, and a series of splashes arose on the surface of the water.

Wuxin swam to the shore with a small fish in her mouth.

Today is also a day for small fish to eat.

Go ashore, put the small fish on the slate, and then lie on the slate to dry yourself.

From a distance, you can see two small fish and a cat lying on the stone slab.

The little fish moved its mouth and rolled its dead fish eyes.

There are only two colors on the cat's body, and the distribution is very uneven.

The pool of red on the body, in the shape of a maple leaf, is inlaid in the white fur, which looks strange and dazzling.

When Xuan Mo appeared by the lake, he saw the cat who had dried himself and was about to leave with a small fish in its mouth.

The footsteps were a little hurried, the lips moved, thousands of words seemed to be stuck in the throat, and they walked to the stone slab with the same hands and feet.

Wuxin had already noticed that someone was coming, with a small fish in his mouth, and set his eyes on the other party.

Xuan Mo is dressed in white clothes like snow, the cuffs and corners of the clothes are patterned with white silk threads, his facial features are elegant, and his whole body exudes a cool and dusty aura, just like an exile.

Wuxin blinked with a small dried fish in her mouth, this is the rhythm of becoming immortal.

"Mao'er." Thousands of words, finally merged into two words.

Xuan Mo squatted down halfway, and hugged Wu Xin, who was holding a small fish in his mouth, into his arms. He wanted to hug him tightly, but he didn't dare to use too much force.

"Wow~" Stop rubbing, my little fish will be rubbed off by you.

"I finally found you." Xuan Mo held the cat in his arms, lowered his head, and gently rubbed against the side of Wu Xin's face.

"Patter" a small fish was dropped to the ground.

Wuxin stared wide-eyed, a small fish that Ben Piao worked so hard to catch just disappeared?

Tightly bite the only one left in his mouth, this one cannot be rubbed off.

(End of this chapter)