His Highness the Son moves the cat online

Feng Jia was taken aback by Wu Meiren's yelling, but even though Feng Jia noticed something was wrong and quickly dodged to the side, her arm was still severely cut by the wind blade.

He clutched his bleeding right arm and fell forward with a muffled grunt. Wu Meiren rushed forward and hugged Feng Jia's body. Seeing the other party's blood-stained sleeve, Wu Meiren broke out in cold sweat and said in a panic. "Yao, Jiaer, hold on."

Wu Meiren quickly found a bunch of hemostatic magic potions and hemostatic herbs from the space bracelet and poured them down for Feng Jia. She cut off the opponent's sleeves, and Wu Meiren frowned and began to heal him.

The blade of the wind was visible to the bone, Feng Jia buried her head in Wu Meiren's neck as if enduring severe pain and took a deep breath, Wu Meiren didn't have the mood to appease Feng Jia at the moment, so she let him go.

Feng Jia's uninjured hand went around Wu Meiren's back and there were a few strands of crow-colored black hair between his index fingers. He closed his blue eyes and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, thinking... just holding him like this .

After treating Feng Jia's wound, Wu Meiren finally breathed a sigh of relief, patted his head buried on his shoulder, Wu Meiren took a breath and comforted, "Ja'er, I have already treated your wound, fortunately there is no injury. To the bone...it should be cured after a few days of potion."

"Hmm..." Feng Jia glanced at her wound and looked at Wu Meiren pitifully, "It hurts..."

"Because there are medicines in the potion that can speed up wound healing, just bear with it for a while." The witch beauty couldn't help but reach out and rub the other's furry hair, and persuaded like a small animal, "I don't plan to do it again." Going to Cangyue Continent, I'll make it for you whatever you want to eat."

"Well, I want to drink broth." Feng Jia rubbed his eyes, "There is a hypnotic anesthetic in the potion, and I suddenly feel sleepy..."

"Then you take a rest over there first, and I'll make you something to replenish your energy." Wu Meiren supported Feng Jia to find a tree root and sat down, seeing that the other party closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep. Only then got up and walked towards the dead purple rank monster.

An ice sword was slowly condensed from the right hand, Wu Meiren stared at the purple monster lying on the ground for a long time, the tip of the sword circled in the air, accompanied by the sound of flesh being cut, Wu Meiren looked at the heart in front of her with an indifferent expression .

Hanging Mou recited a mantra silently in his heart, and after a while, a dark green bead slowly floated in front of Wu Meiren, and the bead disappeared when Wu Meiren flipped her palm.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Meiren looked down at the corpse of the monster under his feet and frowned slightly. After a while, he still burned the corpse of the monster with a fire scroll, and cleaned it up thoroughly rather than being noticed by others.

After finishing all this, Wumeiren calmed down to make broth for Feng Jia, and boiled some water with the iron pot in the space bracelet. Wumeiren picked some green vegetables and shiitake mushrooms, washed them and threw them into the pot. I caught a fish by the lake, Wu Meiren carefully shaved off the fishbone, sliced ​​the fish into thin slices and boiled it into the pot. Finally, it was out of the pot and sprinkled with shallots and cilantro. It was perfect.

There is another harvest from this trip to Cangyue Continent, that is, the Wumeiren found some seasoning ingredients.

So when he walked up to Feng Jia with the bowl, the other party had already woken up with his nose twitching. Seeing the witch beauty holding a bowl of fish and bringing it to his mouth, Feng Jia was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a dreamy look. giggle.

"Your right hand can't move these days, I'll hold the bowl for you." Wu Meiren sighed softly while feeding Feng Jia, "But this time I really want to thank you, if it weren't for you, I really couldn't deal with this monster. "

"Well, it's nothing." Feng Jia squinted his eyes happily, and the feeling of being fed made him feel so comfortable that he almost wanted to wag his tail. "Actually, you are very good. Of course, I'm not bad either."

The witch beauty was amused by his appearance, and couldn't help laughing out loud. Feng Jia's eyes widened instantly, looking at the witch beauty with her head half drooping, eyebrows, eyes and reddish complexion in front of her, Feng Jia seemed to be hit. He froze in place like a holding spell.

It wasn't until Wu Meiren put away her smile and put on that calm expression again that Feng Jia came back to her senses, but...Feng Jia slowly closed her eyes, fearing that Wu Meiren's smiling face would never be seen in his life. will forget.

"Okay, I'll accompany you wherever you want to go these days." Wu Meiren stretched out her hand to pin a strand of long hair from her temples behind her ears, presumably finding it troublesome, she picked up a thin branch and tied her long hair up .

Feng Jia had never seen someone who could fix their long hair with just a branch. It was the first time that Wu Meiren had her hair up, and now her slender neck looked even more handsome and elegant.

Swallowing, Feng Jia lowered her eyes and rubbed her temples, a little distressed, ah, what should I do, I feel dizzy even more.

Wu Meiren was in a very good mood when he got the formation materials, and Feng Jia helped him a lot. Wu Meiren really thanked him from the bottom of his heart, thinking that in a few days, when he left Cangyue Continent, the two of them might not have any intersection. The beauty made up her mind to treat Feng Jia gently before leaving Cangyue Continent.

Remembering that Feng Jia's arm was bleeding too much and needed to change the dressing from time to time to treat the wound, Wu Meiren forced the space bracelet back to Feng Jia.

So in the next few days, Feng Jia felt that she seemed to be living in a dream. If she was not afraid of being noticed by the witch beauty, Feng Jia would have wanted to cut off her right hand directly, and it would be worthwhile to be taken care of by the witch beauty.

But dreams always have to wake up. On the evening of the third day, Wu Meiren told Feng Jia that he was leaving Cangyue Continent.

"I'll leave with you." Feng Jia's injury is almost healed. "Go take a boat, and you will be able to reach Miya Continent soon."

"No, Jiaer." The witch beauty shook her head and rejected him politely. "I still have some personal matters to deal with. It's really nice to meet you. Thank you so much these days."

Feng Jia frowned, but finally said, "Forget it, there is no feast that lasts forever, Wu, we will meet again one day."

"Well, I'm waiting for that day to come."

"Then you have a good trip." Feng Jia waved to him, "Goodbye, Wu."

Wu Meiren raised her hand to bid farewell to the other party, but after flipping the finger on her thumb, Wu Meiren came to her senses and shouted to Feng Jia, "Jaer, your ring!"

"Give it back to me the next time we meet!" Feng Jia turned her head and shouted to Wu Meiren while walking, "Be sure to recognize me next time we meet! Otherwise, you will wear this ring forever!"

Wu Meiren felt powerless for a moment, but seeing the wrench on her thumb, there was still a tinge of heat in her heart. Even in a strange world, it was still a warm feeling to have someone remember her.

"I hope we can meet again, Gar."

Wu Meiren turned around and left the same place. The reason why he left Cangyue Continent without Feng Jia is actually very simple. To leave Cangyue Continent, one must go through the inspection of the Holy See branch stationed here to ensure that there is no aura of monsters on the body before boarding the boat. Leave, but if you do, the true identity of Wu Meiren may be exposed.

Now his strength is not strong enough, in case the pope has black hands, there is really no place to cry, so Wu Meiren plans to sneak on the returning ship so that the Holy See will not notice a trace of his whereabouts.

After making up his mind, Wu Meiren planned to take action, and when he was about to take a step, a soft cat meow came from the bushes around him.

The voice was very familiar, Wu Meiren paused in her footsteps and couldn't help squatting down and stretching out her hands towards the bushes. As expected, a golden kitten was staring at Wu Meiren nervously with its big blue eyes.

"Second Dog." Wu Meiren's eyes lit up in surprise, she stretched out her hand and rubbed the fluffy head of the other party, and she felt relieved, "It's really you."

"Meow~"

"Great." Wu Meiren murmured, feeling the softness of her palms and half-closed her eyes, "Let's leave here together and go back to Leisner College now."

The second dog barked softly a few times, then jumped onto Wu Meiren's shoulder with ease and flicked his tail, and was swept across his cheek by the tip of its fluffy tail, Wu Meiren smiled silently.

In a good mood, Wu Meiren soon came to the pier of Cangyue Continent, avoiding members of the Holy See, Wu Meiren stood on a hill and looked at the large ships docked by the sea in the distance. It's easy, but going back has to go through the inspection of the Holy See. Even some black ships are unwilling to risk the consequences of offending the Temple of Light.

difficult.

The witch beauty rubbed her chin and narrowed her eyes slightly. He himself is not afraid of offending the Temple of Light. Anyway, it’s not a day or two since the Pope dislikes him, but he hasn’t reached the point where he will completely tear himself apart from the Holy See, so, I am afraid that we still need to rely on external force.

Thinking of this, the witch beauty followed the crowd not far away, and after seeing two groups of people not far away, the witch beauty's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand to tighten the cloak, and the witch beauty rubbed it secretly He leaned towards one of the crowd.

There are quite a few magicians who have left the Cangyue Continent in the past few days, some went to the Auer Continent and some returned to the Miya Continent. However, after gathering together, these people were unwittingly divided into two factions. One side was headed by the Holy See. members of the church, and on one side are magicians from all walks of life.

The members of the church are all wearing divine robes. The long robes are dragged on the ground, and the golden or silver tassels on the shoulders collide with each other lightly as they walk. The chest of the robes is embroidered with delicate totems and rose patterns. It is several grades higher than the magicians.

The witch beauty secretly stood in the team belonging to the magician, he looked around the surrounding environment silently, and finally said to a colleague holding a magic scepter beside him, "It seems that we have to postpone the time to leave again. .”

"That's right, the Temple of Light must put its own people first." The magician rolled his eyes, "But they have their own people to leave every day, and it's not a problem to leave us here forever."

"Then what should I do?" Wu Meiren lowered her voice, "Is it just so exhausting?"

"The association has sent people to negotiate, and it is estimated that there will be a reply soon..."

The witch beauty was talking to the magician beside her, but there was another commotion in front of her. The witch beauty frowned and raised her head, and smelled a faint smell of blood mixed with the breeze.

"We have to leave the Cangyue Continent immediately!" The female magician in charge flicked her long wine-red hair, and said domineeringly, "Please take care of yourself!"

The author has something to say: Happy Double Festival everyone~