On the correct way for cats to attack their owners

It is not easy to snatch food from Anqian's mouth, the success rate is only 5.00%, and the chance of Anqian giving the food to others is only [-]%. Next, he even licked An Qian's finger.

An Qian took out a dark green stove and a tablecloth from the collar, put a bunch of herbs on the tablecloth, and held the herb collection in her left hand and the medical book in her right.

In the past, his method of making meatballs was the simplest. Many medicinal effects of herbs were not well integrated, mainly because the complete method was too troublesome, and whether he had any tools, he took this into consideration when clearing the ash. , Let Li Chong buy a stove similar to the Dan stove in the book to try.

His fingers crossed a line of words, and he said in his mouth: "Shixuecao can't be replaced, Shiguhua can't be changed, and this can't be done either. I'm irritated. How can I turn this ball into a topical application? My blood is medicine, don't you?" I know which of these herbal medicines is the neutralizing agent, and if I change another one, will the neutralizing agent have any effect." Picking up a blood-colored pill, put it on the tip of the nose and smell it, and stared at a pile of herbs.

Suddenly, a fluffy tail curled up half a Lingshi fruit and brought it to An Qian's mouth. An Qian bit it and swallowed it without thinking, and then looked at the person who was lying beside him and stared at the book in his hand with curiosity. cat fox.

"Curious about what this is?" An Qian waved the book in his hand. He has been hiding the secret of Xiaoyuanxieju. He has long wanted to tell people that the cat and fox are part of his blood and are not considered others. "Hey , Let me tell you, you can’t tell others, there is a shop invisible to others on Hendry Street in Sin City, called Xiaoyuanxieju, these books are all taken from there, tsk tsk, the books are really good, it’s a pity Shu Xian left Sin City, he probably predicted that the zombies would come back, hum, he still owes me a gift." Rubbing Maohu's ears, "Maohu, let me tell you, if you meet again next time When you meet Shu Xian, don't hesitate to jump directly, hold him down, dare to owe the young master a gift, hum."

An imperceptible emotion flashed across Maohu's bloody eyes as he stared at the book, and he took the initiative to send his ears to An Qian.

"Yes!" An Qian suddenly exclaimed, and let go of his hand, "Change everything, and then find some zombies to test it." With a wave of his hand, many vines grew out of thin air, holding the stove, and stopped. In front of An Qian, the flames of the netherworld burst forth.If there is no high-temperature fire, this kind of low-temperature fire is also possible, right?

Pick out the herbs for making meatballs and replace them according to the herb collection.This kind of pill is called Swallowing Spirit Pill. As the name suggests, it swallows all the flesh and blood in the living body, and then condenses the vitality and soul power in the living body into blood beads. The blood beads can be absorbed by the refiner to improve the ability. There is a side effect , the soul power level of the devoured person cannot be much higher than that of the refiner, otherwise it will be backlashed. It is okay to beat e-level and f-level zombies with Anqian's current level, but the high point is a tragedy.

The herbs were thrown into the stove. According to the description in the book, Anqian wrapped the herbs with soul power, and with the help of the ghost fire, boiled all the herbs into one or two drops of liquid. The liquid gathered at the bottom of the stove and fused into one drop. The flat liquid was kneaded into a round shape, the ghost fire was gradually extinguished, and the liquid balls gradually solidified. At the moment when they were about to solidify, An Qian quickly bit his fingertips and dripped a drop of blood on the balls, and the colorful balls instantly turned into Blood red.

An Qian took out the spirit swallowing pill, marked it and put it aside, and started to make the next spirit swallowing pill. During this period, Maohu occasionally handed over a spirit stone fruit that had been bitten off in half by it.

I don't know how long it took before all the herbs he took out were used up. An Qian's side was full of various pills, and he put the stove back into his collar with a sigh of relief.

An Qian shook the bell, and the piece of black cloud gold with the storage bag appeared on the tablecloth where the herbs were originally placed, and murmured: "How do I cut this thing?" After thinking about it, he put it aside and took it out of the collar. A light beige egg.

This is a magnetic beast egg. An Qian has never had time to study it, and it should be hatched in less than a few days. The fingertip that was bitten before has not healed, so with the blood, draw a pattern on it. Above, it is a simple version of a cat fox. As soon as the pattern is formed, the blood is completely absorbed by the magnetic beast egg.

An Qian took out a soft cushion and placed it on the head of the bed, and placed the magnetic beast egg on top. It was about to hatch, so it couldn't be placed in the third space all the time.

After finishing all this, looking at Maohu, who was already sleeping beside him, he walked out of the room lightly holding Hei Yunjin.

It was already dark, and there were no lights in the city. I slowly walked up to the rooftop, and I saw Xin Su sitting on the ground looking up at the sky.

Hearing the sound, Xin Su turned her head, saw Hei Yunjin in An Qian's hand and nodded clearly: "Can't you open it?"

"Yeah." An Qian sat next to Xin Su, "Help me calculate where is the weak point."

"Here." Xin Su pointed to a certain point in Hei Yunjin.

"Thank you." An Qian's blood-colored soul power condensed into an awl and a hammer, and beat hard on the point Xin Su said, and Hei Yunjin was knocked off bit by bit.

"An Qian, the target of the zombies is not us, you are different from us, why do you still stay in Sin City?" Xin Su looked at An Qian and asked, "I heard that you have been in Sin City for less than a month and a half, and you and An Gexiu The relationship will not be too deep, you can choose to go to Xucheng in the king battle."

An Qian was stunned for a moment: "I don't know, I think it took me a month and a half to have a sense of belonging." There seemed to be a cat-fox atmosphere in the air of Sin City. This is the first home of Cat-Fox. He wants to try his best to protect something, and he likes An Gexiu more than the king of Xucheng.

"I sort of figured out what Bingquan wants to do." Xin Su nodded, looking at the black vortex constantly spinning in the sky, "If you could go back to the original world, would you go back?"

"What about you?" Hei Yunjin was dug out a hole, An Qian tried to put his hand in, shook his head, and continued to dig the hole.

"My family has taken root here for a long time, and I have forgotten the original world, and I will not go back."

"That's good." An Qian smiled, and summoned a vine, which got into the black cloud gold and crawled out of the storage bag, "Okay, I should go to bed, this pile of black cloud gold will help me pay Give it to Aimu, you should go to bed early too."

"Hey, Anqian..."

An Qian returned to the room, sat on the bed and put all the swallowing pills into the storage bag, lying on the bed and looking at the sky outside the window, heaved a long sigh.

If he could go back, would he go back?Yes, he wants to go back to see if the little master is okay. He can’t remember the way to the grassland. He is very envious that Xinsu can be with her family. They say that the cat can’t be kept, and it’s better if the cat likes it. life, will leave the master for a better life.

In fact, it is not. Compared with dogs, cats are more insecure. They do not have the size and ability of dogs. Weak cats can only be kept as pets. If you like them, you can hold them, and if you don’t like them, let them go away. No matter how nice you are to him, he will be afraid of being abandoned one day, so he longs for a better life, and instead of living a poor life in exchange for abandonment, it is better to live a noble life, and finally leaves proudly.

After An Qian left the grassland, the little master was in poor health and couldn't protect him all the time. He was also bullied before. Thinking of it, the little master's brother is actually pretty good. Although he kept teasing him and trying to kill him, at least he was bullied will be protected all the time.

He wants to go back and have a look.

He lowered his head and played with the stone with the puppet in his hand, why did he stay in Sin City, because this is Angersio's home, that's all.

An Qian closed her eyes and curled up like a cat. After a while, there was a gentle breathing sound. The cat fox on the other side suddenly opened her eyes. The blood-colored eyes stared at An Qian's back. Qian rolled into his arms, rested his head on An Qian's head, and fell asleep satisfied.

The next day, before dawn, An Qian went out alone with Maohu. The crowd of zombies from yesterday had dispersed, and only a few zombies were still wandering around. They were dealt with quickly, leaving only one, Maohu Throwing it down directly, according to the zombie's convenience, Anqian stuffed the swallowing pill into the zombie's mouth. Anqian made two of each kind of swallowing pill, one for oral administration and one for external application.

I stuffed a spirit-swallowing pill into the mouth of the zombie, and nothing happened. I crushed the pill and sprinkled it on the zombie, but it still had no effect. In more than a dozen groups, the zombies that had swallowed the Spirit Swallowing Pill began to struggle violently. An Qian felt that something was wrong, and ordered Maohu to back away quickly.

The moment Maohu let go of the zombie, the zombie exploded suddenly, and the flesh and blood shattered into scum, like fireworks blooming.Looking at the cat fox whose face was spattered with blood, An Qian's mouth twitched, trying to shift his attention to the remaining spirit-swallowing pill in his hand, and said thoughtfully: "Replace Qingmu with Baihe Wood can cause zombie explosions."

Greeting the cat and fox to find the next zombie, almost all the zombies who met along the way became An Qian's experimental subjects.But Anqian was definitely not the only one who was chosen. When Anqian was looking for a suitable subject for the experiment, he met many teams who came out to look for food. When the two met, they usually just glanced at each other and continued with their own business.

Anqian has refined a total of 87 groups of swallowing pills, and has experimented with 53 groups, of which eight groups are effective, but none of the eight groups can be applied externally.

"Could it be that this swallowing pill can only be used for eating?" An Qian frowned, feeling a little unwilling. The cat and fox running in front shouted, informing him that he had found another zombie that was alone and turned into a dead end. The fox has thrown the zombie down.

"It's okay, there are still 34 groups, don't worry." An Qian took out a swallowing pill and stuffed it into Lost's mouth, but it didn't work. He crushed another pill and sprinkled it on the zombie, but it still didn't work, so he continued with another one.