The cat master of this seat

"Do your best for what?" Song Shiyue looked at him with cold eyes, before he sneered for a long time: "It's about doing my best, doing my best to let me learn to be self-reliant."

Yun Chi hadn't recovered from the four words "self-reliance" he said through gritting his teeth, he felt that Huo Wuya began to shake like a sieve, shaking him along with him.

"You...what do you want to do? Don't...don't come here, I will..."

Every time Song Shiyue took a step closer, Huo Wuya's hands became stronger.

"So what?"

Yun Chi was almost suffocated by him, struggled out of his hands with a "meow", and fell down.

Dying from suffocation is not a decent way to die either.

"Just... just..."

Huo Wuya stayed there for a long time, but found that Song Shiyue's attention was no longer on him.

Song Shiyue looked at the intact cat and finally heaved a sigh of relief. He squatted down and stretched out his hand.

Yunchi's body shrank subconsciously.

The shadow left by this man was not small.

My chest still hurts.

Song Shiyue's eyes moved slightly, his palms were stiff in mid-air, and he said softly, "It's all my fault. I won't hurt you again, don't be afraid of me, okay?"

Maomao seemed to be hesitant and did not move for a long time.

"I haven't eaten any dried fish today, can I give you two when I go back?"

At this time, Huo Wuya did not know where he had the reckless courage to step forward to protect the immortal.

Before he moved, Song Shiyue noticed it.

"Go away!" Song Shiyue's eyes were sharp, and his palm was already raised.

"Meow!"

"do not want!"

Huo Wuya saw the chubby body of the Immortal Venerable pounce on Song Shiyue's hand.

Song Shiyue's sword eyebrows were drawn suddenly, and he hastily withdrew his devilish energy.

"Meow meow~" For Xiaoyugan's sake, I will reluctantly forgive you!

While hugging Song Shiyue's fingers to comfort him, Maomao said to Huo Wuya: "Don't worry about it. He doesn't know, it's okay."

Yun Chi's saying that he can say less and never say a word more is thanks to Huo Wuya for understanding.

It turned out that Song Shiyue didn't know that he was Yunchi.That's right, otherwise, would you still be able to say such a thing?

Huo Wuya rubbed the goosebumps all over his body, his feet were nailed in place, and at this time he stepped forward and neither retreated nor retreated.

Fortunately, Song Shiyue didn't seem to have the time and mood to pursue him.

He took the cat into his arms and walked out without wanting to stop for a moment.

After escaping, Huo Wuya felt nervous and relieved at the same time, just now he was slumped against the wall, and suddenly he was shocked.

Song Shiyue tilted his head to look at him, almost expressionless: "Huo Wuya, what belongs to me, you can't take it away."

Huo Wuya's eyebrows twitched.

When he was ten years old, his father sent him to Xianshan to practice for a while, and he thought he would become Yunchi's only disciple.

At that time, Yun Chi was still the big disciple of Qingxu Northern Territory, the most proud disciple of the old head.

Huo Wuya wanted to practice with him even in his dreams.

But later, the old head picked up a child from the lower realm, and let him get there first.

Huo Wuya couldn't dislike Song Shiyue originally, because he was so good-looking, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a heroic appearance between his brows and eyes. Even if he just stood and didn't speak, he would naturally attract the attention of others.

After testing the spirit root, Huo Wuya knew that he was even more hopeless.

Song Shiyue didn't perform any salutations as a teacher. On that day, Yunchi came over in a hurry during the interval of his practice. He didn't even look at the two of them more, pointed at Song Shiyue and left in a hurry.

It's like pointing at random.

Huo Wuya had seen Song Shiyue's obedient and docile appearance in front of Lingyun Xianzun, and he couldn't forget that day when Song Shiyue smiled brightly at him and said to him: "Master is mine, you can't take it away".

I didn't expect it to be so bad when I grew up.

Song Shiyue held the cat in his hand, and moved carefully, because the cat was not snuggled in his arms like it used to be.

Yun Chi had lingering fears.

Song Shiyue did not carry him back to the magic palace, but wandered into the depths of the forest.At first, the surrounding area was filled with thick fog, Yunchi arched his body and became vigilant.

Almost immediately, Song Shiyue gently comforted him with a generous palm on his back.

The dense fog dissipated, and a warm pool appeared in the spacious area. A few wisps of smoke evaporated and quickly dissipated in the air.

Song Shiyue took off his coat with one hand, still refusing to put the cat down.

Yun Chi's eyes widened, and he started to thump the moment the man entered the water.

He didn't want to drown again!

His shadow to the water is no less than the shadow to Song Shiyue.

Seeing Maomao struggling hard, Song Shiyue stopped as expected: "Afraid of water?"

Yun Chi wanted to nod frantically, but when he realized it, he just let out a "meow".

Song Shiyue frowned, his eyes drooping slightly, this was his habitual movement when thinking.

Just when Yun Chi thought he could escape, Song Shiyue raised his eyes to look at him: "But it's dirty and needs to be washed."

Yun Chi felt that as a cat, rolling twice on the ground was no big deal, besides, his fur was spotless.

The deity is very clean!

"Hey, don't be afraid, I'll hold you in my arms."

Yun Chi: "..."

"Believe me."

Song Shiyue held the cat in front of him.

Mao Mao Pa pulled his neck and refused to let go.

The deity decided not to be afraid of water, the deity just didn't want to take a bath!

Song Shiyue slowly descended along the edge of the wall.

Yunchi's feet splashed twice in the water, and then he was wrapped in warm water. A sense of comfort swept over his body, and he stopped struggling.

Eh, it's quite comfortable?

Feeling that the kitten in his arms had calmed down, Song Shiyue lowered his head and smiled, poured water on the cat and smoothed his fur.

Yun Chi enjoyed someone's service, feeling refreshed all over, jiojio slapped the water surface, squinted his eyes and purred a few times.

The pool water soaked Song Shiyue's snow-white coat, but he enjoyed it, his fingers deliberately avoided the position of the cat's neck, and ran down the back.

"!" Yunchi cat opened its eyes suddenly, a strange feeling rushed up from its tail, and the cat's tail was stiff.

Song Shiyue hooked his lips, trying to push his tail away.

"Meow!" Presumptuous!

Cats can be killed but not humiliated!Yun Chi tried his best to twist his body not to let him touch him.

Song Shiyue's eyes were slightly moisturized by the warm water, and he was smiling at the moment, but he spoke innocently: "What's wrong?"

Yun Chi looked serious: "Meow!"

"I don't understand." Song Shiyue blinked, seeming confused.

Isn't this bullying that he can't speak human language? !Yun Chi glared at him.

"Don't be shy. Just wash up."

"It was the same when you were little."

"..." There is no need to mention the past.

Yun Chi slapped the surface of the water with his hands in protest, and the water droplets splashed on Song Shiyue's face, softening his face a bit.

"Then you wash it yourself?" Song Shiyue placed him in the shallow pool next to him, within reach.

Yunchi said: I am a dignified cat!

On the other side, Song Shiyue cleaned up the cat fur on his body, and was distracted from time to time to watch the cat's antics.

After Yun Chi dawdled with his back turned to him, when he turned around again, he saw Song Shiyue had come out of the water.He changed into new clothes, his long hair was loose, and he had a smile on his face.

On the other hand, Yunchi is a drowned cat.

His body trembled, and water droplets splashed out.

I don't know where Song Shiyue's smile came from, and the man chuckled softly. At least he had a conscience, and he dried the cat neatly.

After taking a comfortable hot bath, Yun Chi was in a good mood, so he mercifully jumped into his outstretched arms and found a comfortable place to nest in his arms.

The cat's fur just after taking a bath is soft, which makes the cat more rua.

Seeing that Mo Zun finally brought the cat back, the stone in the heart of the maid guarding outside the Mo Palace finally fell.They had just been transferred here, and when they came here, the Demon Lord frantically searched the Demon World looking for cats, and they were all worried.

They don't want to experience it a second time.

Song Shiyue put the cat on the side of the bed. He lay on his side and looked at the cat and told him solemnly: "Don't run around anymore, do you understand?"

Yun Chi looked at him, pretending not to understand.If you don't listen or listen, you will recite scriptures against disciples.

Reluctantly, Song Shiyue stretched out his fingers and gently scratched the tip of his nose with his fingertips: "Huh?"

"Chirp!" Yun Chi's nose was itchy from being rubbed by him, so he avoided him and continued to play dumb.

Song Shiyue's fingertips tickled Mao Mao's chin lightly, coaxing: "If you get angry, you can bite me, but you can't run out by yourself, do you hear me?"

What responded to him was a pink and tender meat pad that pressed his finger on the bed with a "snap".

Although it seemed a bit tempted, Mao Mao said with great backbone: I will not bite!

The lights were turned off.

The man reached out and scooped up the cat to the side of his neck, holding the small cat's claws, the cat's ears moved slightly, scratching the skin gently.

Song Shiyue's chin rubbed against the soft fur in attachment, and his pulse was beating in the darkness.

The sigh was also amplified: "I can't leave anymore."

There was finally no movement in the sleeping hall, and the maidservants outside looked at each other in blank dismay, they only heard that Mo Zun got a new cat, and he doted on him so much, that he could talk to a cat.

Only Song Shiyue knew that there was a year when he was looking forward to the night, just waiting to talk to his cat.

He always loved to hold the cat and talk about it until midnight, until he couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep.When he woke up, Mao Mao was no longer by his side, but as soon as night fell, Mao Mao would come as expected.

This became his only hope during those days.

***

In the past few days, Song Shiyue watched cats and cats very strictly, causing Yun Chi to be stared at all the time, and could no longer sneak out to find Huo Wuya.But the good thing is that now Song Shiyue will take him with him wherever he goes.

In the main hall, after listening to Fatty Haishang's report, Yun Chi realized later that the Demon Realm had already launched an attack on the Qingxu Northern Territory.

A few days ago, Song Shiyue clearly said to wait, why did he change his mind so quickly?

Yun Chi was absent-minded, ignored Song Shiyue, and just talked to the system: "404, come out, how is the battle going?"

404 said softly: "Host, don't worry, the sect competition is coming soon, and the outstanding disciples of all the major immortal sects are gathered in the Qingxu Northern Territory, so they can still resist."

Yun Chi's current situation is too passive, he is a little worried: "How can I return to adulthood, do you have a solution?"

"Just recover half of your spiritual power."

"What's the specific method? How can I quickly recover my spiritual power?"

"I know!" Speaking of this, 404 seemed a little excited: "Although I don't know what to do, I detected two fluctuations in the host's spiritual power, all because of the Demon Lord!"

"Twice?" Yun Chi thought thoughtfully.

The first time he felt it was the time he was injured, but after several days of cultivation, his spiritual power had only recovered a little bit, which was really not worth the loss.

"Which time?"