The host of fast transmigration, she floated away

Chapter 598 Immortal Venerable, Do You Raise Cats? 18
This is not the first time, Xuan Mo took out his finger under Wuxin's gaze, nodded, "Today's is just as sweet, it seems, a little sweeter than yesterday?"

Wuxin "..." How did I fall in love with such a man before?
Xuan Mo saw that the cat in his arms looked skeptical about life, and continued to feed it.

After eating a fish, Xuan Mo got up with the cat in his arms.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see Dabi, a disciple of the sect." He could feel that the spiritual power in Mao'er's body had reached a zero point.

Before the cat transformed, he had to walk around with the cat a lot.

Walking out of the bamboo hut, there is an extra door of light in front of him, stepping into the door of light, the scene in front of him changes, and he appears in the martial arts arena of the sect.

There are many people in the square, and there is a lot of people, noisy, and noisy.

But with the appearance of Xuan Mo, the whole square became quiet.

"Little Martial Uncle, you are here." The Master of the Supreme Sect stood up and cupped his hands at Xuan Mo.

As the sect leader stood up, other peak leaders also stood up and bowed their hands towards Xuan Mo.

Xuan Mo just hummed lightly, then hugged the cat in his arms, and sat down at a random place.

Xuan Mo attracted everyone's attention, especially the cat in his arms.

Feeling many eyes falling on him, Wuxin moved his body uncomfortably.

Seeing this, Xuan Mo raised his eyes slightly, and scanned the surroundings. Soon, those sights disappeared.

"Meow~" finally worked once.

Wuxin raised her small chin, looked at Xuan Mo and said.

Xuan Mo put the cat on his lap, supported the armrest of the chair with one hand, and stroked Wuxin's little head with the other.

Wu Xin half-closed her eyes, um, drowsiness returned.

Xuan Mo saw that Wuxin looked drowsy again, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he stopped the movements of his hands.

The touch on the head suddenly disappeared, Wuxin's half-closed eyes slowly opened, and then looked up at Xuan Mo.

Xuan Mo reached out and scratched Wu Xin's chin, "Want to sleep again?"

Wu Xin avoids Xuan Mo's hand, then hugs Xuan Mo's hand.

Xuan Mo supported his head with his hands, looked down at Wu Xin who was holding his hands, "What?"

Wu Xin hugged Xuan Mo's arm, letting his fingers fall behind her head.

"Meow~" Continue to scratch, I want to sleep.

Xuan Mo naturally understood what Wu Xin meant, but he didn't move, but looked at Wu Xin amusedly.

Seeing that he didn't move, Wu Xin looked up at him, saw the smile in his eyes, turned around silently, leaving only the back of his head.

"Angry?" Xuan Mo reached out and touched Wuxin's little head.

Wu Xin lay on his lap, staring lazily at the competition stage.

There are a total of more than a dozen martial arts stands in the square, and the ones closer to the stands are the martial arts competitions of Jindanqi monks.

The heroine happened to be competing with a female supporting role on stage.

Wuxin also saw the figure of the male lead under the martial arts stage.

She is now, oh no, Piao is already in the Supreme Sect, and she is not afraid of the male lead running away.

Seeing that Wuxin pointed the back of his head at himself, and his eyes were still on other people, Xuan Mo squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand, and pushed Wuxin's little head back, "Don't look at other men."

Facing Shang Xuanmo's deep and thick eyes, Wuxin was a little surprised.

Stretched lazily, then fell asleep on his lap.

Don't let me look at other men, then I'll sleep.

Xuan Mo seemed to see what Wu Xin meant, chuckled lightly, and hugged Wu Xin into his arms.

The peak masters sitting beside Xuan Mo were dripping with cold sweat, and they all expressed their hearts together: Little Martial Uncle is so strange today, he actually smiled, and even smiled at a cat, so scared.

(End of this chapter)