Trapping Fried-haired Kittens

The dazzling aura was already close at hand, Yuan Xiao's nerves were tense, and her fluffy white hair was faintly blown up, waiting for the imminent attack of spiritual power.

However, before he fell to the ground, accompanied by a "stop" from a distance, his whole body was suddenly grabbed and firmly protected, and a warm feeling came from the place of contact.

Yuan Xiao reacted for a while, only to realize that the expected pain did not appear, only a series of sounds like water droplets dripped into his ears continuously.

Looking back, it was a pair of hands, leaning on the belly, firmly blocking him.

Looking carefully, the back of the hand was facing the direction of the aura, bright red liquid kept gushing out, gathered into strands, and fell to the ground tick-tock.

Blood!

Yuan Xiao suddenly opened his eyes wide, and suddenly turned his head to look at Dixiu.

There were footsteps approaching hurriedly, but Yuan Xiao didn't pay attention at all, and just stared at Di Xiu with wide eyes.

This human, this human... what are you doing?

Although he couldn't see the spiritual power, couldn't he also see the sharp stones carried in the spiritual power?

"Don't move."

Dixiu held down the subconsciously moving cat ball, glanced at his hand, and raised his eyebrows.

There was a circular wound on the back of the hand, which seemed to be burned, or touched something corrosive. The wound was extremely deep.

Yuan Xiao looked at the wound, then at Di Xiu, and was dumbfounded for a moment.

I was a little stunned.

"Meow."

Is this human being out of his mind?

Dixiu twitched the corner of his mouth and gave him a look, "Tsk, be good."

Di Xiu didn't change his face, but heard a certain cat grinning, and calmly rubbed his head with his uninjured hand.

It is not quite right to say that he was not injured. Dixiu injured his left hand this time, but last time he was scratched by Yuan Xiao on his right hand. The wounds are all on the back of his hand, one left and one right, and they are still somewhat symmetrical.

A strange feeling rose in Yuan Xiao's heart.

"Don't think about it." Dixiu lowered his eyes and smiled at the motionless Maotuanzi, his brows and eyes widened, with a kind of spring-like warmth, and his voice was light.

"You can't get hurt."

Dixiu changed his posture and used the hand that was still bleeding to support the cat with one hand, and touched the top of his head a few times with the other hand, without letting the blood get on him.

"Meow?"

Humans don't like cats so much, do they?

Yuan Xiao heard the deep voice falling into her ears, flicked her tail, looked away uncomfortably, and glared at Senior Brother Chen and the others, her hair all fluffed up.

Di Xiu smiled and said nothing.

Standing behind Dixiu, Bai Xin swept towards Dixiu's bleeding hand, then looked at the invisible demon force that was about to dissipate in front of him, turned her head and looked at Huabao next to her, and silently smacked her lips and sighed.

The boss really worked hard for that cat.

The two of them didn't make any movement, they quickly lowered their heads, looked at their noses and noses, and kept silent.

Senior Brother Chen and the monks in front had stopped, and at some point, there was another old monk, dressed in Taoist robes, in his sixties and seventies, with a graying beard, standing in front of them and looking at them apologetically.

"Young man, are you okay?" Taoist Jiuhui stepped forward, "I'm really sorry for the reckless and hurtful disciples of the old way. Let's take a look at your old way."

"It's no use."

Di Xiu supported the cat dumpling, still protecting it carefully, carelessly pursing his lips, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Master!"

Senior Brother Chen uttered angrily from behind, and the villain complained, "He was the one who was rude first, scolding me for nothing, but the disciple just couldn't get angry, and the cat in his hand is clearly—"

"Chen Zhang!"

Taoist Jiuhui interrupted him in a deep voice.

The existence of demons and monks is generally not known to ordinary people.

Chen Zhang closed his mouth, Taoist Jiuhui looked at the cat that Emperor Xiu held firmly in his protective posture, pondered for a moment, and said, "Young man, your cat is very spiritual, can you let the old man take a look?"

"Meow!"

Yuan Xiao bared her teeth fiercely at the group of monks.

Although as early as hundreds of years ago, the demon and the monk made an agreement to coexist peacefully without causing trouble with each other.But right now, these people obviously don't have many good things, so they regard this agreement as nothing.

Now that the black-hearted local tyrant is injured, he doesn't have any good looks towards these human beings.

Yuan Xiao was furious, and wanted to fight again, but was held down by Di Xiu.

"Good, it's okay."

Dixiu scratched the back of Maotuanzi's neck and clearly noticed Maotuanzi's tense body, thinking that he was worried that he would be handed over, so he stroked his hair, "You are my cat, I will not give you to them."

Yuan Xiao turned to look at him.

"Young man, this cat..." Taoist Jiuhui hesitated to speak.

Dixiu stroked the cat, raised his eyes, and smiled very lightly, as if it was frosty in late autumn, cold to the bone, "I would like to ask, what are you trying to do by catching my cat for no reason?"

The mist in Longyun Mountain was about to clear away, Chen Zhang was anxious, and said first: "We come here to play, and we think the cat is cute, just show us."

"play?"

Dixiu smiled lightly, "The foot of Longyun Mountain is completely surrounded by a wall, and there is a notice posted at the main entrance of the mountain, private territory, no idlers are allowed to enter. You, come here to play?"

"Private territory?" Chen Zhang was at a loss for words. They did see the notice when they came in, but they didn't take it seriously. "Aren't you also trespassing..."

Chen Zhang saw the sarcasm on Dixiu's face, and his tone changed.

"Cough cough."

Bai Xin cleared her throat, took a step forward, and dutifully acted as a good secretary, saying: "The whole Longyun Mountain is our boss's private property. It is illegal for you to trespass without permission. Not only did you intend to hurt the boss's cat, but you also hurt us." Boss, everyone..."

She paused and looked at each monk present one by one, her eyes were extremely oppressive.

Yuan Xiao was still immersed in the shock that the black-hearted local tyrant still had a mountain, thinking that this young lady was going to say something cruel, so she stared blankly.

Seeing Bai Xin's serious face, she said, "I'll see you in court, the law will judge you."

Yuan Xiao: "..."

Well, it’s no wonder that it’s human beings, among a bunch of monks and demons, who insisted on bringing the style of painting to prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony.

Great!

Chen Zhang's expression was as if he had been fed poison, it was quite ugly, and after a while, he cursed.

"ridiculous!"

"Chen Zhang," Taoist Jiuhui frowned, "Don't be rude."

They did come to Longyun Mountain today to check the changes in spiritual energy, but ordinary people did not understand the reason, thought for a while, and said: "It is indeed our fault today, I am sorry, if that is the case, we will leave now."

Taoist Jiuhui led a group of disciples and turned to leave. Before Chen Zhang left, he gave Yuan Xiao and Di Xiu a hard look, and suddenly heard a voice behind him.

"stop."

Dixiu's tone was flat and unquestionable, "Did I let you go?"

Taoist Jiuhui stopped, frowned and asked, "What else?"

Dixiu looked at Chen Zhang, his eyes fell on the hand that had just cast a spiritual spell to attack Yuan Xiao, and said slowly: "You scared my cat, come and make amends."

"What did you say?" Chen Zhang glared, "Apologize? Dreaming!"

Yuan Xiao also froze for a moment, then looked up at the human being.

Dixiu's eyes were deep.

Behind him, Bai Xin took the opportunity to answer, "This cat is the heart of our boss. He is very precious and timid. If you scare him, you will naturally have to apologize."

Chen Zhang was annoyed, and pointed at the cat that was still blowing fur, "That's it? Timid?!"

What a liar!

Yuan Xiao: "..."

Yuan·Timid·Xiao silently tucked away his frizzy hair and hid his fangs.

Dixiu stared at Chen Zhang's fingers, squinted his eyes, and the coldness flashed past.

Taoist Jiuhui observed Dixiu and signaled Chen Zhang to withdraw his hand, "Chen Zhang, you were really reckless today, so I apologize."

Chen Zhang refused to accept, "Master!"

"Apologize."

Chen Zhang gritted his teeth fiercely, and glared at Di Xiu and Yuan Xiao.Dixiu didn't speak, his face was calm, and he gave people a lot of pressure invisibly.

Yuan Xiao turned his head, looked around, and found that almost everyone was looking at him, moved his ears a little awkwardly, then turned to Chen Zhang, and snorted coldly.

Chen Zhang stared at the cat, saw the meaning in his eyes, almost gritted his teeth, and said with difficulty: "Sorry."

Dixiu looked over and said casually, "What about your sincerity?"

"you!"

"Chen Zhang." Taoist Jiuhui called him.

"I'm sorry, let's do it!"

Chen Zhang was resentful.

He actually asked him to apologize to a cat demon, Chen Zhang, he will never forget today's shame!

He will never let go of this beast or this fool!

Taoist Jiuhui and his group left, Dixiu chased after him with a monster force, and attached to Chen Zhang silently, holding the cat in his arms, ready to go down the mountain from the other side.

Yuan Xiao's head was touched and twisted by Di Xiu, but he still wanted to jump off Di Xiu's hands.

He is not used to being hugged all the time, and the black-hearted local tyrant still has injuries on his hands.

"Little pussy."

Dixiu held him down, and said in a loose tone, "You were dishonest just after they left and wanted to run away? You're so heartless." "Meow."

Who doesn't have a conscience? Doesn't it mean that he has a wound on his hand? The blood hasn't dried out yet.

Yuan Xiao glanced at the wound on the back of Dixiu's hand. There was little flesh on the back of the hand, the wound was almost bone-deep, and blood was still flowing.

It hurts just looking at it, and this human being can bear it enough, so he didn't say a word.

Dixiu carried him down the mountain, as if he knew what he was thinking, smiled, "Be good, don't move around, don't run around, I won't hurt."

Yuan Xiao curled her lips, not saying a word to this human's nonsense.

Bai Xinhuabao's two subordinates once again acted as airmen, a few meters behind them, trying to reduce their sense of presence.

There were dense trees on the mountain, the sunlight leaked into the forest, and shone on the side of Dixiu's face. Yuan Xiao looked up and stared, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

This human looks really good.

"Squeak, squeak."

Yuan Xiao was distracted when suddenly a series of familiar voices came from beside him. When he recovered, he saw a yellow fox head popping up from behind the tree, with narrowed eyes, calling him one after another.

Gu Li?

Yuan Xiao moved twice and replied, "Meow?"

The monk is gone, are you all right?

Fox: "Squeak, squeak, squeak?"

It's okay, I was just beside you, what's going on with you and this human being?

Cat: "Meow, meow, meow, meow."

I'm not very familiar with it, maybe I have a cat disease, and I love cats like crazy.

Di Xiu: "..."

Gu Li: "...??"

Dixiu slapped Mao Mao's butt with a "slap".

Yuan Xiao: "?!!"

What the fuck? !

Yuan Xiaomao opened his eyes wide in horror, turned his claws to scratch, faced the wound on the back of his upper hand, and stopped his movements abruptly.

Bastard human, pervert!

Di Xiu twitched the corner of his mouth, forcibly changed the direction of the cat dumpling, and left his tail facing the fox, stroked it casually, with a half-smile, "Hey, little wild cat, I'll take care of you when I get back."

"Meow."

Qi.

Yuan Xiaoxiao was spanked by the black-hearted local tyrant, but for his injury's sake, the big cat didn't care too much, let Gu Li go back first, and followed the humans back to the manor obediently.

The Longyun Mountain was very close to the mountain behind the manor, and the sun was burning above his head. Yuan Xiao reckoned that he ran out with all his plans... for about two hours.

Unexpectedly, he actually went back to the home of this prisoner cat and local tyrant, and he followed him back, without any struggle during the whole process.

Yuan Xiaoxiao squatted in Dixiu's palm, looked at the familiar decoration in front of her, smelled the still rich and delicious fish fragrance at the tip of her nose, and sighed faintly.

After entering the room, the door closed with a click, and Dixiu stopped holding Mao Tuanzi and let him jump onto the table.

Yuan Xiao walked to the edge, next to the black-hearted local tyrant, stretched out the pink tender pad and pushed him.

"Meow."

Go treat the wound.

"Huh?" Dixiu smiled, squatted down and looked at the kitty Yuan with a puzzled expression, "What are you pushing me for, bullying the wounded?"

"..."

Yuan Xiao raised his front paw, and pushed him with the pad, Meow rolled his eyes, but the paw didn't use force, the pad was soft.

"Meow meow meow."

The wound is still bleeding.

Dixiu didn't give a wound to his hand, just squinted his eyes to look at the cat, and suddenly pinched Yuan Xiao's front paw, his expression changed.