Master, you think too much

The gadget Mo Chongxiu gave is very practical. It's a nice dog that can grow and shrink... Cough, a tiger collar.

"Come here, come here, stretch your neck!" Sangzi shook the collar.

Yanhu stretched out his big head happily, and Sangzi fastened the collar, and stretched out his hand to rub Yanhu's big head.

The little milk cat woke up a long time ago. It pawed on Sangzi's clothes and stretched out its paws to reach the tiger's head. The Yanhu's head tilted, and it jumped into the air, retracted its paws and begged for help from Sangzi.

Sangzi patted Yanhu on the forehead, "Isn't it your kind? So what if I let him catch it?"

Flame Tiger roared at his ear.

It is because of people like you that tigers are reduced to being bullied by cats!

Li Yunzong brought quite a few disciples this time, last night he was in a hurry to find a place to rest, so he didn't pay much attention to it, but after taking a closer look today, Sang Zi felt much more at ease.

The disciples of Xiuyunzong are plague chickens, and the disciples of Li Yunzong are plague chickens with chicken blood...

No organization, no discipline, no leadership, chattering and huddling together, all arrogantly chasing a big flowered rooster with its head high and its chest high, seeing their master and uncle coming, without even saying hello.

Mo Chongxiu smiled awkwardly, "I made the suzerain laugh."

"How come, the disciples of the noble sect are all very individual." Sang Zi stood upstairs and glanced at the scattered disciples of Li Yunzong downstairs.

This guy has a thick skin and doesn't know what modesty is. "Yes, the rules are shackles for the disciples. You can't control the disciples too rigidly. It's not good to raise a whole body of slavishness."

Sangzi just smiled and said nothing.

Yanhu followed lazily, and walked around Sangzi with small graceful steps.Sangzi understood, and put the little milk cat dozing on Yanhu's head into his arms.

The appearance of these two little guys was very eye-catching, and the eyes of the disciples all turned to Sangzi.

"This is...an ordinary low-level monster, right?" Mo Chongxiu came up to take a look, "Is it raised by Sect Master Sangzi?"

Sang Zi nodded.

"Huh? Aren't women usually raising such weak monsters?" Mo Zhongxiu pretended to be surprised, and the disciples around followed suit.

Sangzi caressed the soft white fur of the milk cat without raising her eyelids.

Da Zang, a disciple of Xiuyunzong, is the kind who would provoke the gun if the bullets don't fly over, or in other words, cannon fodder likes to show his presence.

Seeing that Sangzi didn't give a response, and still kept his disgusting look, he felt that his self-esteem had been provoked.

"Master, who is this..."

The powerful spiritual consciousness can be described as amazing, and those who couldn't stand it even lay down on the ground. Mo Chongxiu knelt down in front of him with one leg in a cold sweat.

"Please don't be so polite, just get up." Sang Zi pretended to withdraw his consciousness.

Mo Chongxiu's face was ashen, and he stood up reluctantly while leaning on the railing, "It's the deity who was rude."

"Well, it's good that you know."

"..." You are so impolite.

Sangzi sneered, don't mess with the deity, the deity is the one the protagonist is covering (I think)!

Li Yunzong and his party were really afraid of Sangzi, and complained in their hearts why their master had invited him here. Mo Chongxiu regretted it, and invited a wolf into the house, but the wolf still lingered!Mo Chongxiu had no choice but to give him a sheep alone... a flying monster.

Sangzi knew the fun and flew slowly while hanging behind them.

Not long after flying, Sang Zi deeply felt their malice—this flying monster was making a lot of noise! "Wah-wah" screamed strangely, his voice was hoarse, almost to the sound of cutting glass, Sangzi couldn't bear it anymore, he took Mingtutu out and suppressed it forcibly.

The strange screams stopped abruptly.

Mingtu waved its paws to greet Yanhu. Yanhu put his paws on Sangzi's knees and circled around.

The little milk cat woke up, it lay on Sangzi's lap and didn't dare to move, the cat on its body was blown funny by the wind, Mingtu curiously stretched out its paw to touch its head, and hugged it under the belly of the flame tiger Nest together.

...To be honest, Sangzi still doesn't understand why Mingtu is so familiar with Yanhu.

Although the disciples of Xiuyunzong are not very good, the flying monsters they raised are still good, with fast speed, good endurance, and good mental resistance to stress.

It has been two days since we arrived at Mu Yunzong.

Ming Rabbit hugged the little milk cat for the past two days and never let go. After hearing Sangzi (deliberately) mentioning that its soul was damaged, it specially picked high-grade spiritual cultivation grass from the Sangzi space to feed it. The little milk cat is also good. At least, Sangzi used his spiritual sense to explore the little milk cat's soul from time to time. Although the progress was slow, it was indeed slowly recovering.

After returning the flying monster to them, Sangzi left consciously, and Li Yunzong's group breathed a sigh of relief.

Great, the wolf is finally gone!

The specific location of the Apprentice Meeting is in Muyun Zongli, but before it is held, too many monks from other sects are not allowed in the Zongli, so Sangzi speculates that the protagonist and his party should live in an inn in the city.

"Hey, your master is in this city, hurry up and find out where he is." Sangzi kicked Yanhu lightly.

Yanhu was too lazy to talk to him now, and with a sweep of his tail, he carried Mingtutu and the cat in its arms to the city.

Sangzi followed behind.

Yanhu signed a blood contract with the protagonist, and there is a certain understanding between each other, so it is perfect for Yanhu to lead the way.

Muyun Zongcheng is relatively prosperous, and there are many people coming and going. There are also many people watching tigers carrying cats and rabbits along the way. A few bold ones even wanted to touch them, but Sangzi stared at them and retracted their hands in embarrassment. .

With a wave of his sleeve, Sangzi carried the Ming rabbit and the cat into his arms.

Yanhu roared, and the tiger's face was ferocious, showing a violent look.

"Ouch-"

go!go!Wo is going to be angry!I'm so angry that I'm afraid!

The crowd of onlookers dispersed in a swarm.

Sangzi glanced at it appreciatively.

"Go, find your master with this deity..."

"Master?!"

Eh?Sangzi raised her eyebrows, as expected of the protagonist, she always appeared at critical moments.

Yanhu wagged his tail slightly and approached Su Boli reservedly.

"Master, it's really you! I thought I just missed it!"

yes!main character!The deity is back and continues to hug your thigh!

Su Poli was extremely pleasantly surprised, stepped forward a few steps, embraced his master, and unconsciously rubbed the narrow waist of the master with his hands.

Sangzi's back was stiff after being rubbed by him, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Lord, the protagonist, please respect the teacher!

Sangzi sensed that something was wrong with Sangzi, and hurriedly let go to apologize, "I'm sorry, Sangzi, my disciple was a little excited when I saw Master..."

Yanhu snorted hard.

"It's nothing." Sangzi showed him the Diming rabbit and the little milk cat in his arms, "Just don't overwhelm them."

The gray Mingtu stared at Su Boli, with two short paws struggling to hold the white cat in his arms tighter. The little white cat licked its paws uncomfortably, and spoke softly to Mingtu. A flattering "mi woo" sound.

Subor's heart was begged by it.

"Master, where did this kitten come from?" Su Boli's eyes were glued to the milk cat and he couldn't tear it apart.

"I picked it up." Sangzi froze for a moment.

"Master, yes, can I touch it for my disciple..." Su Boli stuttered.

Sangzi suddenly realized that the protagonist, you are a cat lover!

"You can keep it in the future."

"Thank you, Master."

Sangzi signaled Mingtu to give the kitten to Su Boli.

It stubbornly refused to let go, and turned around, trying to hide the kitten in its arms so that Su Po could not see it.

"Be obedient and give it to him."

Mingtu shook his head, and made a cooing sound from his throat.

Yanhu said coolly, "Didn't you tell me to hand over the cat to it? It said it wanted to raise it."

Sang Zi suddenly wanted to ask him to ask for help. Two days ago, he had indeed joked with Mingtu, "I'll leave this milk cat to you"...

Sang Zi couldn't laugh or cry, "What kind of cat do you have a rabbit?"

It made another cooing sound in its throat.

Yanhu gloated a little, "It said it could raise it."

"Give him the cat!" Sangzi said coldly.

"No, Master, this disciple just wants to touch it..."

Mingtu let go of its claws, Sangzi took the milk cat and handed it to Su Boli, and then covered the silent Mingtu under his long sleeves and sent it into the space.

"Master, I..."

"Whatever you want, as long as the deity has it, the deity will definitely give it to you." Sang Zi sighed.

Mingtutu is really angry, I'm afraid he won't forgive himself in this period of time.