The villain's non-scientific feeding plan

Long Xiao curled up in the quilt with his long eyelashes drooping. These days, he was either frightened or bewildered by the rare gentleness of the Demon Lord. However, in this situation, he suddenly thought of a problem that had been neglected.

——It is impossible for Chang Xiao and Dafu not to appear in the Mozun's sight at the same time forever. If this continues, with the Mozun's keenness, it will be a matter of time before they are discovered.

If the Mozun finds out in person and comes to question him, whether he will feel that he has been deceived and become furious is beyond Chang Xiao's grasp.

He closed his eyes slightly, suddenly feeling a little sad.

On the other hand, Meng Zhe felt that he had explained everything that needed to be explained, so he took a step back and planned to eat. Chang Xiao felt that this was not an option, so he stayed inside, separated by a door, muttered repeatedly, and finally called out.

"Your Majesty the Mozun stay here... Poor Daoist, please consult me ​​if you have something to discuss."

Meng Zhe "Huh?"

Chang Xiao seldom called him by such a formal title, so he straightened himself up and asked, "Tell me."

Chang Xiao stood up, across the door from Meng Zhe, put his hand on his shadow, pursed his lips, "I..."

The so-called exhaustion at one blow, then decline, and exhaustion three times, Chang Xiao knew very well that if he did not speak at this time, he would not be able to speak again. He gritted his teeth and said, "For so many days, I have been taken care of by the Lord, poor Dao... I want to ask your colleagues You said you would not fulfill the promise of the royal family, but is it true?"

Meng Zhe was taken aback by him, but he calmed down after hearing the words, "Oh, you said this."

He comforted, "What kind of agreement, I will not fulfill it."

In fact, although Meng Zhe couldn't ask someone to investigate because he was afraid of being exposed, but based on his experience these days and reading the previous novels, after thinking about it, he still deduced seven or eight eight.

In The World Knowing the King, it is said that the male protagonist is mainly the emperor, but the previous hundred chapters have nothing to do with the royal family, so the author needs a springboard to pull back the male protagonist who has fallen into the devil and is invincible. Then in the real world, Chang Xiao Take responsibility for this springboard.

In the previous chapters, Yipin Pavilion did not have much ink, but in terms of the name alone, the word 'Yipin' is actually not suitable for the name of a Taoist sect.Whether it is the so-called "official residence first-class" or "hope to seal the first-class marquis", these two words are inextricably linked with the imperial court. The names of ordinary Taoist sects cannot be separated from Sanqing Baopu Will use such a smoky name.

Reminiscent of the fact that the royal family clearly does not support monks, their combat power is extremely weak, but they still have considerable influence in this area, and many sects obey what they say. From this, it is not difficult to guess that Yipin Pavilion is originally affiliated to the royal family, or has a cooperative relationship.

As the head disciple of Yipin Pavilion, Chang Xiao was wounded when he first met, which was enough to see many secrets of the royal family.

However, Meng Zhe is not Song Zhixuan, and he is not interested in becoming an emperor. He just wants to bask in the sun and raise cats.

Once the words have been spoken, it will be much easier to continue, Chang Xiao lowered his eyes and said, "I have always loved the mountains and fields since I was a child, and I am not used to living in the busy city life. If you have no intention of removing me and making an appointment with the entire royal family, can you let me go?"

He added softly, "In the future, I will marry Lu Cangshan and not enter the world. I will treat it as my death, and it will not be considered a breach of contract."

——This is a complete lie, Chang Xiao wants to leave, but Dafu doesn't plan to leave, his heart beats faster for a moment.

Meng Zhe was taken aback.

This request is reasonable, and on the basis of not intending to kill anyone, it is indeed beneficial to him. However, Meng Zhe changed his mind and subconsciously asked, "You can't return to Yipin Pavilion now. With your body, where can you go?"

The words blurted out, and the tone turned out to be questionable.

Chang Xiao was also taken aback, and only said, "I overstepped."

——Two days of good intentions, he actually forgot that Mozun is such a talkative person.

Meng Zhe almost wanted to slap himself. When he first came here, he wished Chang Xiao would run away, but after two days, this immortal is kind and can't do things that count people. Hua Yu never gave it to him once. ooc reminded, that's why Meng Zhe didn't have to fight against the subordinates of the Demon Palace for the first time, and he actually felt two-point nostalgia, but this person was originally killed by the original body, neither mourning nor resentment, nor hating him Grinding your teeth with hatred is already a good thing, how can there be any reason for selfish desires to imprison others openly or secretly?

So he took a deep breath, and calmly asked the artificially retarded person, "Hua Yu, my current character design, according to my guess, if I release Chang Xiao, Dai Mei and others won't be suspicious, right?"

"Yes host, you are really smart."

"Please shut up."

Meng Zhe understood, so he didn't delay, and said directly, "Please pack your bags, Taoist priest. If you need to pack, just ask me."

He agreed so happily, Chang Xiao regretted it for a while, he studied Meng Zhe's shadow for a long time, and said, "That's it...thank you."

Meng Zhe didn't enjoy the meal very much.

It is very strange to say that Chang Xiao Mingming is just a stranger who has met several times, but Meng Zhe always tends to have a mentality similar to "self-familiarity" when facing him, obviously his expression is cold and unchanged, Meng Zhe Zhe always thinks that he is gentle and close, just like his kitten who is not good at talking, but actually never stretches his paws, which makes him want to circle and take care of it for no reason.

He took two bites of food and blamed it all on the sequelae of having more cats.

So he planned to masturbate/twice to relieve the symptoms urgently.

After Meng Zhe finished his meal, he returned to his own house, and his window opened again inexplicably.

But Mozun didn't pay attention to this at all, because Chang Xiao just directed and acted a fake parting, and the result was really like never seeing him again. If it's not going well, the director will feel very uncomfortable.As soon as Meng Zhe opened the door, he threw himself into his arms, took a deep breath under his clothes in aggrieved manner, and then recovered.

Meng Zhe quickly hugged him, let him suck hard, pulled the cat out of his arms, and wondered, "What's wrong? Did someone bully you?"

Dafu turned his head and meowed softly.

"I...I bullied myself."

Meng Zhe was so distressed that he missed the point again, "Are you hungry? I told you to go down with me to eat."

He was just about to go downstairs to get something, he weighed the cat, and said, "I'll ask someone to bring it up for you."

Chang Xiao licked his hand, "Meow?"

——You... don't seem to be happy either?

Although he himself is not happy, it is more important to comfort the shit-shoveling officer who is depressed.

Meng Zhe sighed, and said to himself, "I also said to bring you to meet the neighbors. My pretty brother is leaving, so you won't be able to see him now."

Daifuku paused for licking his fur.

—I couldn’t see it at all.

He looked at the cat's face in the mirror, jumped onto Meng Zhe's lap, tilted his head, and looked in the mirror again.

——Do you think... Chang Xiao is pretty?

"Hey." Meng Zhe sighed, "Time is fate, I have to pretend all the time again."

He hugged the cat and lifted him up, "Follow Yupei's instruction, Dafu, I'm going to Yaowang Valley in a while, will you be bored with a cat at home?"

Dafu lacked interest in this topic, so he meowed casually.

——"No, I will wait for you in Medicine King Valley."

This sentence contains a huge amount of information, but Meng Zhe failed to decipher it.

He was still in an inexplicable mood, Dafu thought for a while, and pulled his clothes to try to drag him to the window.

At this time, the sun is just right and warm, shining in through the window, leaving a bright white light, looking peaceful and suitable, it is really easy to make people feel comfortable.

Meng Zhe was dragged into the sun by him, turned his head and glanced out the window, "Do you want to bask in the sun?"

He thought about it. Although the light in this room was good, the windows were basically closed for fear of the cat falling in. In fact, the cat needs the sun to synthesize vitamin D, so he took the cat and took it downstairs.

When he reached the door, he turned back, ignored Dafu's puzzled expression, and left with a quilt in his hands.

Daifuku "???"

Mattresses in the VIP Hall of the Yuhe Building are changed every day, never repeating the same, and there is no need to dry them.

Dafu didn't know what it was for until he got down and Meng Zhe put up the quilt between the two ropes, exposing a small platform in the middle, and put him on it.

Meng Zhe spread out the quilt, and said, "In ancient times, there was iron-plate barbecue, but now there are quilt-roasted cats."

The sun is drying on the cotton, and the snow-white quilt is fluffy and soft, just like a huge white cloud, with a sweet milky smell, and the warmth is transmitted from the fur to the whole body. In the cold winter, there is nothing more warm than this. comfortable.

He narrowed his eyes comfortably, couldn't help but spread his belly, and let out a soft meow.

Meng Zhe buried his face in the quilt, took a breath, buried it in Dafu's fur, and took another breath. His breath was full of the smell of the sun, and the mood that continued to be low was better.

However, Dafu lay comfortably in the quilt, and even rolled a few times which was a rare occurrence. He leaned on the wooden pole where the quilt was hanging, and still couldn't help thinking.

"Fanjiang's winter is so cold, the Taoist priest's body is not resistant to cold, where is he going to settle down?"

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I'm sorry, I didn't expect to be so busy orz was so busy that he didn't dare to apply for the list this week, why don't you all gather together in the next few days.

It was raining continuously, and I was freezing to death. Let me express my best wishes for the sun.