The villain's non-scientific feeding plan

Meng Zhe was thinking about the whole incident in his mind, without the interference of Jiangzhi halo, Mozun's IQ, which had been ups and downs like A shares for many days, returned to normal, and after a careful stroke, he already understood the general idea.

Chang Xiao curled up on his lap, rubbed against Meng Zhe's fingertips, was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked him, "You...have nothing to say?"

Meng Zhe instantly recalled the stupid cases he committed in those years.

He moved his fingers, and didn't dare to rub Chang Xiao anymore. He put his hands on his knees restrainedly, and asked cautiously, "Should I...should I say anything?"

Huayu "..."

Damn, the halo of Jiangzhi has started again.

Chang Xiao didn't dare to rub against Meng Zhe anymore, he sat up with his cat's head turned away from Meng Zhe, "I mean, I concealed who I am, and my race..." He lowered his head and spoke carefully " Do you feel that my race is different from other races?"

Meng Zhe: "Yes."

There was a long, sharp meal.

Perhaps it was facing the Daoist priest in the form of a cat, the Mozun really couldn't be serious, Meng Zhe raised his hands to cover his face, expressing his thoughts directly, "whatthefuck why is there such a cute race? I / Japan, compared to the 21st century, it is so weak , What kind of treasure world is this? I love it to death."

Chang Xiao "..."

He was stunned by the straight ball.

The Mozun maintained the primary school student's sitting posture and looked up at the sky, "O Lord, Almighty Lord, praise the Creator!" in an exclamation tone.

Chang Xiao was ashamed and annoyed, he couldn't listen any longer, he raised a meat pad and pressed it directly on Meng Zhe's lips.

Meng Zhe shut up cooperatively, endured it, but couldn't hold it back, held his paw and kissed it.

——Pop chi, very loud.

Chang Xiao then stepped into the air and rolled down from his knees. When Meng Zhe wanted to reach out to hug him, Chang Xiao angrily slapped his fingertips and jumped onto the bed of Yunzhou. On the other side, Meng Zhe found a blind spot, shrank behind the curtain, and remained motionless.

When Chang Xiao was empty, Meng Zhe was not empty, he became bolder in an instant, and started to yell "Prince Changming?"

Chang Xiao shrinks from another angle.

Meng Zhe continued, "Your Highness?"

Chang Xiao didn't move.

Meng Zhe made persistent efforts, "Master?"

Now Chang Xiao couldn't bear it any longer, he obviously didn't know what the word meant, but when Mo Zun chanted it in a low voice, the ending sound was so long that it seemed a bit bewitching for no reason, so he straightened up and arched his back , meowed like a demonstration.

——If the voice wasn't so milky, it would be so fierce.

Meng Zhe raised his hand and surrendered, "Okay, okay, I won't make trouble anymore, it's troublesome, let's talk about something serious."

He asked, "What is the relationship between Yipin Pavilion and the royal family?"

Chang Xiao paused, "Yipin Pavilion is Da Nei."

He planned to tell Meng Zhe about this in detail, but he was too shocked just now, he turned into a cat when he got excited, after all, he was not that serious, and now he had to change back, so he dragged the clothes on the ground back behind the curtain, Jumping back into the pile of clothes, he meowed fiercely at Meng Zhe again.

——You, turn around!

Meng Zhe sighed, instead of turning around, he walked towards the curtain.

Chang Xiao stepped back two steps with his short legs, stared blankly at him walking over, his momentum instantly weakened by three points, "... Meow?"

——What, what are you doing?

The inner room of the cloud boat was neatly tidied up, and the curtains were neatly tied on both sides. Meng Zhe untied the knots and closed the curtains for Chang Xiao to make it airtight. Then he sat back to his original position, with his back to him, "Okay." gone."

There was a slight sound of cloth rubbing behind him, Chang Xiao hastily straightened his belt and opened the curtain.

Meng Zhe asked him, "Can I turn around?"

Chang Xiao hesitated for a moment, sat down opposite him, looked left and right, repeatedly stretched out his hand to explore his temples, to make sure there were no broken hairs, and then said, "En."

The sound was barely audible.

Meng Zhe turned around and didn't dare to look at him directly. He stared at the small celadon teacup in Ru Kiln in front of him, and continued the topic just now, "Well, let's continue talking about Yipin Pavilion?"

Chang Xiao took a deep breath and repeated, "Yipin Pavilion is Da Nei."

"In this continent, the temple and the fairy family have been separated for generations, and they have nothing to do with each other. They have lived in peace for thousands of years, until the sword fairy was born. The sword fairy is stunning, and he unifies the fairy family and the temple. He is not only the emperor of the world, but also the immortal way leader."

Meng Zhe nodded to express his understanding, "The sword fairy crossed, the classic script of the hero Long Aotian, I understand it."

Chang Xiao smoothed his tongue, "But the temple and the fairy family are completely different, and it is difficult to manage them together, so the sword fairy set up a 'Da Nei', supported him to become the leader of the righteous way, and governed all the sects of cultivating immortals on his behalf. Court."

Meng Zhe pinched his chin, "It's almost the same as I imagined."

He pushed open the window and asked, "How long are we there?"

Chang Xiao looked along his line of sight, "Hurry up." He pointed to Meng Zhe, "Have you seen that stone wall? It is the relic of the Sword Immortal and the symbol of Yipin Pavilion. In the middle of the stone wall is the real sword fairy. Feisheng told future generations not to erect a stele or to record his biography, his stories are passed down from word to mouth, so the words on this stele are the only pen and ink left by him."

He went on to introduce, "For thousands of years, countless monks have tried to read this stele. Unfortunately, this series of characters is different from any other characters in the world, and no one has ever understood it. So until now, we don't know how the sword fairy What do you want to tell future generations?"

Meng Zhe looked at it according to his words. There was a sculpture on the left and right sides of the inscription. On the left was a piece of bright yellow glazed tiles, which probably symbolized imperial power, and on the right were two dancing cranes, which probably symbolized immortal power. He looked at the words again...

Meng Zhe "..."

There is a line of English "Iwanna all of them" impressively engraved on it.

Literal translation "I want it all."

Supplementary translation "The fragrance of imperial power and the power of immortal power, I want them all."

Aboriginal people like Chang Xiao obviously admired Sword Immortal very much. When they passed by the rock wall, he looked out of the window and said in a respectful tone, "It won't be long before this inscription can be deciphered."

Meng Zhe "..."

—Trust me you never want it to be deciphered.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, decided not to break the beautiful fantasy of the Taoist leader, and even agreed with him against his will, "The only pen and ink left by the sword fairy must be a rare and shocking pen."

Chang Xiao smiled, "Naturally."

Meng Zhe's face was already contorted.

Fortunately, at this time, the disciple of Yipin Pavilion pushed open the door unceremoniously, "The one inside, here we come."

He didn't wait for Chang Xiao and Meng Zhe to reply, he went straight down the cloud boat, and pointed to them, "The house of the king of the county has not changed, you must recognize it, and I won't lead the way anymore."

Meng Zhe looked at it from afar, and saw that the house was really dilapidated and dilapidated, so he held Chang Xiao's hand instead, "Let's go."

"Wait." The disciple glanced at them sideways. "Oh, and, the empress will come to worship the mountain tomorrow to pray for blessings, and she specified that you should pick them up. Your Highness is going to prepare. Put more cotton on your knees tonight."

As soon as the word "Niang Niang" came out, Chang Xiao shivered.

Meng Zhe quickly grabbed his hand, "Who?"

Chang Xiao lowered his eyes and moved his lips, "My mother."