The cat master of this seat

"!" Yun Chi held back the excitement in his heart, rubbed against his arms a few times, found a comfortable place to lean against, and lazily let out a "meow~".

I won my heart!

This is the first time he has gone to a place other than the Demon Palace.

It was cold inside the magic palace, and there was no light except the lit lamp, which was why he didn't leave in the middle of the night, and slept obediently in Song Shiyue's arms.

He doesn't have any spiritual power now, and the soft fur on his body can't keep out the cold.On the contrary, Song Shiyue's body is like a stove.

As soon as he went out, it was also gray outside, the sky was filled with black air, and a strong sense of suffocation came over his face. Maomao kept pushing his head into Song Shiyue's arms.

All the demons along the way had dull eyes, looking at the unsmiling Demon Lord holding a cat in one hand and gently patting the cat on the back with the other hand, they seemed in a good mood.

Yun Chi sniffed for a while, the tip of his nose was filled with a pleasant fragrance, and his mind became clearer, what was he doing?Can't even hold back the magic energy?

How embarrassing!

The deity is not so weak, he must have not adapted yet!

He thought about it and calmed down, feeling Song Shiyue's hand running along his back, and squinting his eyes, um~ it's quite comfortable.

There was a sudden darkness in front of him, and after a while, the cat's night vision ability came into play, and he could clearly see that this was a huge palace, and there were three people standing on both sides of the hall, including the black-robed medical officer whom he had seen that day —— Hui Yao.

Song Shiyue's eyes were only focused on Maomao, feeling the little thing in his arms began to tremble since he left the magic palace, he frowned, and walked quickly to the big seat.

When passing by those three people, Yunchi trembled even more desperately, and the overwhelming demonic energy made him dizzy, and he got in along Song Shiyue's collar that was slightly opened by him.

After smelling the refreshing fragrance, I felt alive again.

Song Shiyue accidentally let the kitten slip out of his hands, and even slipped in... At that time, Song Shiyue's body froze for a moment, and he continued to walk forward helplessly.

I silently sigh in my heart that this is still a lecherous cat!

It was very dark, no matter how good the cat's eyesight was, he couldn't see anything right now.

The meat pad touched something slippery, and he rubbed it curiously again.

Hui Yao and others saw the bulging chest of Mozun sitting at the head of the hall, and they all showed strange expressions on their faces.

Song Shiyue raised his eyes and glanced at them, they quickly looked away, one pretended to be looking at the floor, one pretended to be looking at the pillars, and the other... Hui Yao wore a mask and turned his face away.

Song Shiyue patted his chest lightly without changing his face, and patted Mao Mao's back through his clothes.

Yun Chi climbed up, and Mao Mao's head rested on his chin.

The three of them looked over again, and saw a white cat poking out of the Demon Lord's neckline, with very agile blue eyes, looking around curiously.

Song Shiyue ignored the surprised expressions of several people and fished out the cat.

Only then did a few people see the true face of the cat.It turns out that it looks so beautiful, and its snow-white fluff is fluffy. It is very soft at first glance, and it must be very comfortable to touch!

Several people felt their hands a little itchy and wanted to rua.

But Yunchi was very noble, he turned around lazily, pointed his snow-white butt towards them, rubbed his nose against Song Shiyue's clothes, and sniffed his scent.

I didn't know that Song Shiyue smelled so good.

Seeing the kitten calm down intimately in his arms, Song Shiyue curled his lips secretly, but when he looked up again, his face was frosty.

"How's it going?"

The tall and thin man standing next to Huiyao took a step forward: "Mozun, there is news from the Qingxu Northern Territory today, that person is in retreat."

who?Who retreated?Who is that?

Yun Chi pricked up his ears and listened.

"Retreat?" A voice came from above, and Song Shiyue's tone was unpredictable.

"That's great!" Another bloated man clapped his hands, his expression excited: "Why don't you take advantage of the retreat of the goddamn gods and kill them by surprise!"

"Bullshit" himself remembered that three years ago he did practice in closed doors.Hearing this, without looking back, he twisted the cat's ass, waiting for them to continue talking.

The tall and thin man calmly gave the fat man a hand, and quietly looked at the Demon Lord, seeing that his expression was the same, he was relieved.

Mozun is moody, and when it comes to Lingyun Immortal, he is extremely irritable. Once, some people under him were tortured to death because of talking about Lingyun Immortal.

The demon king's methods are extremely cruel.

As a result, everyone in the demon clan was vigilant and did not dare to mention him in front of the demon king. Even Hui Yao and the tall protector Xia Sheng only dared to refer to him as "that" when they mentioned it by chance.

This fat man's name is Haishang, he used to travel around outside, and he just came back to the Demon Palace these days, so naturally he doesn't know the rules.

Xia Sheng looked at Mozun's expression as usual, and continued: "It means to retreat. A few days ago, Mozun said that there was an abnormal noise in the back mountain. Didn't you check it yourself? Was there anything unusual at that time?"

Song Shiyue stroked the cat, his eyes were not focused on the cat, and his thoughts drifted to nowhere: "Nothing."

But Xia Sheng knew that he was just being blunt. Every year on the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, he would find an excuse to wander around the back mountain for a while.

I don't know what he wants to see, but he can't be moved every year.

Others don't know that Xia Sheng has a delicate mind, but he has already seen through it.

Song Shiyue was thoughtful.

There was an unexpected harvest that day, his cat fell from the sky with injuries all over his body.

His eyes returned to the cat, and he explored a little more.

He used to search hard for days and nights, but couldn't find the cat, why did it suddenly appear now?Why does it hurt?

Yunchi felt a fiery gaze focus on him, and felt a little uncomfortable.

What would happen if he knew that he was the master he hated the most?

Yunchi felt that now was not the time.

He raised his head and gave a "meow~" to Song Shiyue who was not taking his eyes off it.

Song Shiyue rubbed the cat's ears and looked at the three people in the hall.

The fat man didn't realize that there was something wrong: "Since there is nothing abnormal, then act! I don't believe that he can come out at will during the retreat period. When he comes out, I will give him a big gift hahahahahaha!"

The protector patiently waited for him to finish laughing, and stood in front of him calmly: "Mozun, there will be a martial art competition half a month later, why did you choose this time to retreat? In my opinion, there must be something strange about this matter, so be careful." Do your best."

"What's so strange? You people who stay in the palace all day are hypocritical, thinking about this and that, when will you be able to do something?" The fat man was indignant and gearing up, as if the demon king could charge into the battle with a single order.

Song Shiyue said nothing, but the cat in his arms was a little worried.

In his previous life, he chose to retreat at this time to avoid the boring martial arts competition, and he didn't have any twists and turns at all.

After leaving the customs, I didn't hear about the attack from the demon world.It's just that he has become a cat now, and the trajectory of many things may not necessarily be the same as in the previous life.

The upper realm has been a little lax these years, and the demons have a secret plan. If they really attack in one go, the upper realm can resist for a while, but the people in the lower realm will definitely suffer.

Hui Yao, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke: "Mozun, this subordinate also thinks it's worth a try. First, if that person really retreats, he will be even more difficult to deal with after he comes out. Second, he is also going to find out the truth. If this is just a cover-up, we still have a back hand."

Song Shiyue gently scratched the cat's chin with his fingers, as if he was thinking.

After a long time, he said, "No rush. Wait a little longer."

"Yes."

As Hui Yao spoke, his eyes lingered on one person and one cat in the seat above, and the cat felt the greasy eyes crawling up its back like a poisonous snake, only to hear a voice coming from behind: "It will be fifteen in a few days." , Mozun, don’t forget.”

What happened to fifteen?

Maomao looked up innocently, and looked at Song Shiyue, who happened to be lowering his head. The latter was looking at him intently, with deep eyes, without raising his head: "Yeah."

Before Yun Chi could react, he had already been hugged and got up. When he passed by the three of them, he found that Guardian Xia lowered his head, but his eyes followed him intentionally or unintentionally.

Mao Mao's head was buried in Song Shiyue's clothes.

***

When Yun Chi woke up, he found that there was no one around him.

not good!over slept!Song Shiyue has left!

Shocked, he jumped out of bed and ran outside.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he was picked up by someone. The woman guarding outside seemed to be taken aback. She touched his head and carried him back to the bed: "The little guy can't run around, the demon will be angry."

"Meow~" After a few failed attempts at sneaking, Yun Chi lay on the bed, rolling helplessly.

"Wow~" Rolling to the bed, the cat slid down the gap between the bed and the wall like liquid, "Meow meow!!"

Yun Chi pressed his face against the wall and his back against the bed board, trying to identify the strange pattern in front of him, his eyes were almost cross-eyed, but he still couldn't see clearly.

This place is obviously not an ordinary wall, it should be a hidden compartment, Yun Chi thought, calling the system in his heart: "404, are you there?"

"Yes! The host finally remembered me QAQ"

Yunchi ignored its cuteness, and cut straight to the point: "Help me find any institutions nearby."

The gap is so narrow that the cats are squeezed into a long strip, Song Shiyue's hands must not be able to reach in, there must be other switches.

"Yes! It's on the bedside pillar, in the center of the third lotus flower from bottom to top, press it three times and it will bloom!"

Yun Chi raised his tail, groped to touch it, and pressed three times with difficulty.

The entire bed moved out soundlessly.

He looked at the wall again, and there was indeed a square hidden grid on the wall. The strange pattern was a disrupted mobile puzzle. There were 160 grids in total, and the jigsaw puzzle had 150 nine pieces. It was not easy to put it together.

Yun Chi licked the tooth profile and stretched out his claws.

"Host be careful!" 404 suddenly shouted, scaring Mao Mao to freeze.