Trapping Fried-haired Kittens

"What is the reason, you know in your heart." Taoist Jiuhui has a solemn face, with dazzling spiritual power in his palm, and he is relentless.

Yuan Xiao: "??"

How does he know what the hell reason is? !

Taoist Jiuhui raised his hand, and a compass flew in front of him, exuding a faint fluorescence, the pointer wobbled, and finally pointed straight at Yuan Xiao.

"really."

Taoist Jiuhui led a group of disciples with a majestic face, "I thought this family was wiped out hundreds of years ago, but I didn't expect that there are still fish that slipped through the net."

Yuan Xiao: "?!"

Genocide?

My Yangyang big cat clan is extinct?

What a mess.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yuan Xiao couldn't understand what the hell this person was talking about, looking at the deserted woods, her heart tightened, and she tried to find a way to escape.

Demon power, demon power!

Yuan Xiao's hands were tied behind his back, twisting his arms, trying to press the red marks on his waist again.

The rope that bound the demon was tightened more and more, Yuan Xiao's face was ugly, and cold sweat gradually oozes from his forehead.

"What are you doing? Don't move!"

The sharp-eyed disciple next to him noticed that the long sword was reaching Yuan Xiao's neck, and he felt a chill.

"Monsters have an agreement with monks, you can't fight, you forgot?" Yuan Xiaoxiao swallowed hard, trying to save herself.

"Bullshit agreement."

The disciple gave him a blank look, then turned to look at Taoist Jiuhui, "Master, what should we do about this monster?"

Taoist Jiuhui pondered for a moment, "This family, we must ensure that they have nothing to kill before they can be completely killed. Take them back first."

Yuan Xiao: "?!"

killed?

What a hatred, what a grievance, what the hell is he doing!

Yuan Xiao pursed her lips, her heart beat faster and harder, and the deep blue color in her eyes was fleeting.

"take away!"

The nearby disciple stepped forward and grabbed the young man on the ground.

The young man's hands were bound, his whole body was tense, his originally tense expression sank for some time, his breathing was slightly urgent, and he clenched his hands tightly.

Between the fingers, subtle fluorescence looms.

The demon-binding rope kept tightening, and accompanied by a faint sound of "stabbing", small cracks gradually spread on the thick rope.

"What's going on? Don't use demon power!"

The nearby disciple noticed something unusual, shouted loudly, flashed a flash of inspiration in his hand, aimed at the young man, and raised his fist high.

The boy's pupils narrowed slightly.

"court death."

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded not far away.

Accompanied by a muffled bang, Yuan Xiao's disciple in front of him was hit by a punch, and fell to the ground screaming.

Yuan Xiao was stunned, turned her head and looked at the source of the sound, her dark blue to almost black pupils returned to normal, round eyes, clean and bright, looking over like obsidian.

Nearby was a tall, black and thin man who knocked down the human disciple with one punch, and stood silently by the side, staring at the people around him.

A little farther away, a man with a handsome face was sitting in a wheelchair, with a thin blanket on his lap, his hands crossed, casually resting on his waist, and he looked into his eyes.

...Dixiu?

How did he come here?

"Yuan Xiao."

Dixiu's eyes fell on the rope that tied the boy's flesh and flesh, his eyes darkened, and his face quickly sank.

"Hua Leopard."

Dixiu gave a signal to the tall, black and thin man nearby.

Hua Bao stepped forward and quickly untied the rope on Yuan Xiao's body.

"I can't solve it!"

Taoist Jiuhui spoke out majestically.

"you again."

Dixiu twitched the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and pressed on the armrest of the wheelchair, and the wheelchair moved forward slowly, "The cat who hurt me last time, the person who hurt me this time, you are really brave..."

Are you tired of living?

Dixiu's gaze was cold, and he went to Yuan Xiao's side, pulled the cat boy's arm in front of him, lifted his sleeves to check for strangle marks.

The young man's body was milky white and his skin was fair and tender. When he was strangled by the demon rope, red marks were printed on his skin. Although it was not serious, it looked particularly glaring.

Dixiu turned cold.

"It's you?"

Taoist Jiuhui has gray hair, but he has a good memory. He quickly remembered the experience of Long Yunshan, frowned, and looked at Yuan Xiao, "The cat you hugged..."

"Look at what."

Yuan Xiao looked back and stared.

I was really full.

He is a weak and helpless kitten, who has provoked whom, and actually caught him?

Are the cat clan doing all kinds of evil?

I bother!

Yuan Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at the group of human monks.

"I accidentally let you go."

Taoist Jiuhui guessed the identity of the white milk cat back then, his face was not good-looking, and he clenched his hand to whisk the dust.

"Young man." Taoist Jiuhui turned to Dixiu and said sharply, "I would like to advise you, hand him over, or you will die in his hands sooner or later."

"Oh?"

Dixiu smiled lightly, glanced at the young man beside him, and said in a casual tone, as if he didn't care, "So what?"

Yuan Xiao: "??"

Ok?

Dixiu didn't respond to the young man's suspicious gaze, and gently stroked his red wrist, "You might as well think about whether you will die in my hands."

"you!"

Taoist Jiuhui saw that Dixiu was bewitched and refused to give up his evil posture, and snorted coldly, "Then don't blame us for being rude, take it down!"

With an order, the surrounding disciples all stepped forward, each holding a weapon, with fierce eyes.

"stop!"

Yuan Xiao shuddered, and stepped forward to block Dixiu, "He is an ordinary person, you guys are really audacious."

"Yuan Xiaoxiao."

Dixiu looked at the young man in front of him, and saw that he was still holding his hand in front of him in a menacing, completely protective posture, so he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, "It's fine, don't worry."

He is still very happy that the cat is protecting him, but these monks...

It seemed that he hadn't been out for so long that these people forgot how the agreement came about.

"Hua Bao." He called out to the tall and thin man.

At the same time, there was a sudden clanging sound on a disciple with a square face next to Taoist Jiuhui.

It's urgent.

Yuan Xiao glanced over, and Dixiu had expected it a long time ago, slouching and tilting his body, with a light smile, not in a hurry.

The monk with a square face frowned, turned his back to them, took out an ebony sign, on which a line of words flashed quickly, turned around and whispered to Taoist Jiuhui.

"Master, let us go back there, don't worry about it anymore."

"what?"

Taoist Jiuhui frowned fiercely, full of disapproval, "No, I can't let it go."

"What is it talking about over there..." Guozi showed doubts on his face, "What, that person's territory?"

who? !

Taoist Jiuhui was startled, reacted for two seconds, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Dixiu, as if he was facing an enemy for a moment.

"You are, you are!"

Di Xiu raised his eyebrows, propped his chin casually, his dark eyes were dim.

"Ok?"

Taoist Jiuhui shut his mouth immediately, unable to speak a word as if he was choked, the shock was evident in his eyes.

"Master, what's the matter?" Guo Zi's face didn't understand.

Taoist Jiuhui stared at Dixiu closely, but didn't respond.

"Don't be so cautious."

Dixiu sneered, "Hua Bao, see off the guests, and then go to pay a good visit later."

Give those monks a long memory.

"Yes." Huabao nodded respectfully, pressed Taoist Jiuhui's shoulder, and walked away.

Taoist Jiuhui didn't know why, but followed each other step by step without saying a word, his eyes blank.The disciples behind you looked at me and I looked at you, but they were at a loss and hurriedly followed.

A group of people walked away, and the forest became quiet again. Yuan Xiao looked at the direction where the monk was leaving, and then at the unscrupulous humans around him, feeling a little strange.

Those monks... why did they leave as soon as they heard "that one"?

Who is "that person" and what is the relationship with Dixiu?

Yuan Xiaoxiao was at a loss and couldn't help asking, Dixiu said casually, "They don't dare to offend me because of their work relationship."

"Work? But isn't that a group of monks?" Yuan Xiao was puzzled.

"Cultivators also have to eat." Dixiu explained, glancing at the kitty, "I didn't realize that they were real monks, not scammers until I found out that you were the demon queen."

But with their little cultivation base, they are not much different from cheaters.

Di Xiu twitched the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Xiao scratched his ears, thought about it, and didn't bother to investigate, and said, "Thank you just now, but why did you suddenly appear here?"

Dixiu still held Yuan Xiao's hand, reacted calmly, and smiled slightly, "A few years ago, I bought the surrounding area, and installed surveillance around the edge. Hua Bao and the others found a group of strangely dressed people Come in, I'm worried you will run into it, so come and take a look."

"..."

Kitty Yuan looked at the woods where the border was almost invisible, feeling numb.

Forget it, he should have realized earlier that black-hearted local tyrants are the ones he can't envy.

Ugh.

Yuan Kitty sighed faintly, but still felt something was wrong.After all, those people are monks, different from ordinary people, how could they not dare to know about an ordinary human because of their work?

Has the black hearted local tyrant reached this level?

Yuan Xiaoxiao bit her lip and said nothing.

When Dixiu came, he was pushed by Huabao. Now that Huabao was gone, he felt that the automatic wheelchair was not flexible, so he had to let Yuanxiao push it.

Yuan Xiao originally planned to push the black-hearted local tyrant back to the villa, but he did not expect to be rejected.

Dixiu easily guessed that Yuan Xiao ran so far today to investigate his own demonic power, so he didn't go back, and told Yuan Xiao to investigate here, so as to save the trip out.

Yuan Xiao thought for a while, but she didn't refuse. She walked to a distance, as far away from humans as possible, ran behind the tree trunk, and lifted the hem of her clothes.

The young man twisted his body, turning his head with great effort to look at the red mark on his left lower back.

The crimson wicker, with slender red leaves arranged on the left and right, printed on the milky white skin, contrasting with each other, is particularly eye-catching.

I lost control when I touched it yesterday, today...

Forget it, who cares.

The milky white boy gritted his teeth and was cruel, closed his eyes, and pressed his delicate fingertips up.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds...

The cool wind in the forest blew by, Yuan Xiao shuddered, opened his eyes, and a daze flashed across his face.

This... no response again?

what's the situation!

"very nice."

A pleasant voice sounded from behind, the voice seemed to have been polished on sandpaper, and it was a bit hoarse.

Di Xiu? !

Yuan Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and she turned back.

Di Xiu was very close to him, closed his eyes, stared at the red mark, said in a very soft voice, "It would be better if the color was darker."

It should be that kind of flirtatious and captivating red.

Instead of such a shallow appearance.

"What are you talking about?" Yuan Xiao looked at him strangely, "Is there a red mark?"

What is deep?

Yuan Xiao was still holding up her clothes with one hand, not wanting to get so close, she moved back a few steps slowly, her wrist tightened suddenly.

"Hey what are you doing?"

There was a sudden pulling force, Yuan Xiao couldn't stand still, she was pulled close, and hurriedly pressed on the armrest of the wheelchair.

Dixiu tilted his head, supported the boy with one hand, and slowly stretched out the other hand, his fingertips lightly touching the scarlet willow branch.

"Well."

The slightly cool fingertips touched the skin, as if being brushed by shaking branches and leaves, there was a slight itching feeling.

A dense numbness surged up from the place touched, Yuan Xiao hummed unconsciously, his waist softened, and his eyes widened blankly.

How, how?

It seems... there is a reaction? !

"Well, don't, don't touch it."

Yuan Xiao was breathing a little fast, her thin back couldn't help straightening, and she stretched her hands back to grab his arm.

The author has something to say: Dixiu (smiling): "What did the kitty say, I can't hear it."

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