On the correct way for cats to attack their owners

The Wuzu kept approaching, and within a few breaths, they came from the edge of the desolate land to the surroundings of the glass ball.An Qian's face was pale at this time, his body was trembling, liquid poured into his body, and he continued to transform himself. The pain of his flesh and bones being torn apart made him not even have the strength to raise his hand or resist the glass ball. He could only watch helplessly. surrounded.

The cat fox outside the glass ball leaned on the glass ball and looked at the surrounding Wuzu in fear. It could not destroy these Wuzu with its power.

"Cat Fox, run!" An Qian yelled, but his voice couldn't reach the glass ball at all.

The cat fox looked back at its owner, gritted its teeth, and the nine tails moved automatically without wind, and its body swelled several feet, and finally grew to the size of an adult wolf.The blood surged, and more than a dozen cat foxes appeared around the glass ball. The cat fox showed its own ability for the first time, which was better than Anqian's ability to devour and corrode micro-seconds—replication.

A dozen or so cats and foxes let out a mournful cry, and rushed out, turning into bloody shadows and killing the surrounding Wu clan.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the Wu people who were close to the glass ball fell backwards one after another.

Cats and foxes kept being scattered and disappeared, and cats and foxes kept appearing next to the glass ball. They once again pounced on the Wuzu, their blood-red eyes showing monstrous fierce flames instead of timidity.

The Wu tribe was forced to retreat ten meters away from the glass ball, and a few of the dozen or so cat foxes retreated to guard beside the glass ball, while Anqian's natal cat fox stood in front of all the cat foxes, and the replica cat foxes around were constantly He rushed out to block the people around who wanted to get close to the glass ball.

It doesn't know what happened to its master, but it knows that as long as it is alive, it must never let anyone approach or hurt its master.

An Qian's body trembled, enduring the pain of body transformation. He wanted to raise his hand to break through the glass ball, but he couldn't do anything. He could only watch the cat fox rushing out like suicide, seeing the blood on the cat fox's body The light was getting dimmer, and he faintly saw countless Wuzu hidden on the edge of the desolate land, and the endless stream of Wuzu supplemented the dead Wuzu.

Time passed slowly, the brown sand was stained red with blood, and the fighting of more than a dozen cats and foxes made the ground around the glass ball blood red, and only ten of the original ten camps remained.

One batch, two batches... The continuous appearance of the Wu tribe did not give Maohu any time to rest.The bloody battle continued, with the screams of the cat fox and the screams of the Wu clan, An Qian could only watch all of this helplessly.

It wasn't until the tenth batch of Wuzu was wiped out that no Wuzu reappeared.

The duplicate cat foxes disappeared one by one. An Qian looked at the cat fox in the distance, which stood guard in front of the glass ball until it could no longer see a Wuzu before turning around.There is a huge wound on the cat fox's back, and one of its hind legs has been cut off. It relies on three legs to approach the glass ball step by step, and finally lies on the glass ball, panting heavily. The remaining strength in its body is no longer enough. Repair your body.

Forced to activate the ability that can only be used after it is completely perfect, and it is exhausted to fight against batch after batch of Wuzu. It is hard to press the glass ball with its face, stick out its tongue/head and lick it, and let out a low cry. The tongue/tip is cold I can't find any warmth in my touch.

It was very quiet all around, and there was only one person in the desolate land, a cat fox. Although separated by a layer of glass, the silent licking/licking of the cat fox seemed to be transmitted to An Qian. This is the charm of the blood shadow spirit, absolute loyalty and There is also a guardianship that must be completed even if you sacrifice your life.

An Qian looked at the cat and fox, his eyes gradually moistened. Since he left his mother, he has never enjoyed this kind of warmth. It's not that he doesn't have it, but he can't believe it. No matter who it is, a pet will always worry about being abandoned. That kind of warmth is as addictive as opium, if you are addicted to it and when you are abandoned, you will never recover.

As for this cat fox, he could feel the fear and fear in its heart, he could feel its desire to run away, but it didn't, it suppressed all its negative emotions and stood firm in front of him.For the first time, An Qian didn't need to calculate, guess, or use any means. There was a person standing in front of him and guarding him, even if it was his ghost.

But with constant fighting and energy that cannot be replenished, what the cat and fox will face is exhausted death.

Anqian can also condense other shadow spirits, even if the power is a little weaker, but the cat fox has only one life, and it can completely cut off the bloodline induction between it and Anqian's newly established bloodline.

But it didn't, it still stood firm by An Qian's side.Half an hour passed, and countless barbarians appeared on the edge of the desolate land again, and this group of barbarians was stronger than last time, and their roars gathered into waves of air.

The cat fox stood up, and there were seven or eight replica cat foxes around him. It looked back at An Qian, rubbed its head against the glass ball, raised its head to the sky, screamed, and turned around to lead the other replica cat foxes to kill the Wu tribe.

An Qian just sat there, he could only look at the blood mist churning around him, watching cats and foxes disappearing without condensing out.

Is it just looking at it like this, is it the only way he can look at it like this!

With the screams and roars in his ears, Anqian's powerless hands trembled and finally clenched into fists. The battlefield was covered in sand, dust and blood mist. He couldn't see the casualties of the cat and fox inside, but he could feel the pain from the cat and fox connected by blood.

I don't know how long it took to get quiet again, the sand and dust gradually dissipated, the replica cat fox had all disappeared, and the natal cat fox slowly returned to Anqian's side, with its head leaning on the glass ball, all the blood on its body was dimmed Under the gray color.

It raised its head to look at An Qian, one eye was already blind, and its head rubbed against the cold glass, making a slight mournful cry, An Qian could feel the expectation in its heart, hoping that he could come out of the glass ball.

The cat fox is not perfect yet, its intelligence is only that of a five or six-year-old child. It knows that it can leave at any time, but its simple thoughts always recall the boy hugging him, his face is not shy or hostile, but gentle Smiling, gently stroking/stroking yourself with your hand.

Unlike the other candidates who let the Shadow Spirit always rush ahead, except for leading the way, he has always stood in front of it, and more importantly, the sadness on the boy's face when he weaved the straw man that night, made it stand firm. In front of him.

Shadow spirits also choose their masters.

Half an hour passed, roars echoed all around, An Qian's clenched hands made a "cracking" sound, he heard the mournful cry of the cat and fox, he wanted to raise his hand, wanted to stand up, wanted to break the glass beside him , but he can't.

He could feel the constant transformation of his body, the continuous improvement of his physical fitness, and the continuous cracking and healing of the meridians in his body, which became tougher. The spirit is trying to run the soul power in his body, the only thing he can do now is to absorb all the liquid and break the glass ball to get out.

An Qian kept trying to operate the soul power, his eyes were blood red, and finally the blood-colored soul power appeared in the meridian, and then the seed of life emerged, but it was not over yet, the fire of the nether world was burning, and the source of ice and snow was rolling.

In addition to these four, there is actually another one, and that is the light green soul power left by Shu Xian. This soul power does not need to be fused by him at all. When he shows the willingness to merge, it will automatically integrate into the soul power.

The five attributes of soul power appeared at the same time. Before Anqian started to operate it, the meridian began to crack inch by inch, and healed under the repair of the liquid.

When the cat fox returned to An Qian again, its figure had become blurred, its body was covered with large and small wounds, its head was leaning against the glass ball, and it had no strength. Bursts of humming.

An Qian can't see anything now, and the soul power in his body is raging, but he can feel the existence of the cat fox. The four soul power attributes have successfully swallowed two, and the liquid in the glass ball no longer rushes into his body frantically. There is a gap in the liquid space.

Faster, faster.

This time, before the roar came, Maohu stood up, his figure was blurred, and he seemed to look back at An Qian reluctantly, and finally turned and ran to the edge of the desolate land.

Animals have a nature, when they are about to die, they don’t want to be seen by their relatives. The cat and fox decided to go far away and take the initiative to carry out its last battle. Go far away, so that when it dies, the owner will not be able to see it. .

"Go, don't go." An Qian tried to let the voice come out of the glass ball, but he couldn't, he could only watch the cat and fox's back getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

The heart was cramping, the soul power in An Qian's body was running wildly, the collapse of the meridians, the fragmentation of the muscles reached an unprecedented speed, and the liquid in the glass ball decreased rapidly.

Because he is too weak, he can't even protect his own shadow spirit, what else can he do except hide behind others, stand under the sky supported by others, he can't catch anything, he can only blindly lose, lose Mother, lost brother, lost little master... Now even his own shadow spirit can't protect him.

There were bursts of roars in the distance, and he could feel that the connection with the shadow spirit in his blood became weaker and weaker.

"Please hold on, please hold on a little longer." The liquid was crazily absorbed by An Qian, and there was only one piece of soul power left in his body that had not been completely swallowed. When the last trace of liquid was absorbed, the soul power was completely swallowed up, and the glass ball burst broken.

An Qian's body stood up at this moment, grabbed the backpack and pannier at the side, turned into an afterimage and rushed to the edge of the desolate land.

He saw that the road under him was a blood red, which was the trace left by the bloody battle between the cat and the fox.

The bloody smell became heavier as he got closer to the edge, and then he saw a Wu tribe stepping on the cat fox's tail, holding a harpoon high in his hand, and stabbing at the already thin cat fox below him.

"How dare you!" An Qian's face was full of tyranny and hostility. In an instant, the sky thundered and trembled, and countless purple thunders struck the ground. In an instant, the ground was burning with raging fire, and countless vines rose from the ground, entangled and stabbed the cat and fox with a harpoon, and bound that Wuzu.