Xianzun and his cat

Xie Juechen took the soup cup and headed towards Wuwang Peak. In fact, he still had some guesses as to whether this thing was going to be given to that immortal venerable, but he could only say that Senior Brother Jinghong's reaction was too direct. Xie Juechen knew that he had guessed right.

However, can Xianzun really like to drink this soup?In the past few years, I haven't seen him say that he wants to drink...

Yin Ning didn't know whether Di Shuxi liked to drink soup, but Yin Ning only knew that he had been waiting for so long that he was about to become a useless cat.

He was lying on the table, looking at the ground sadly, with his tail slightly tilted, and sighed from time to time.

Di Shu had no expression on his face. He hugged Yin Ning to his lap, and then put his hands on his back. Hearing him whimpering softly, he couldn't help but say, "Why don't you have any patience at all."

Yin Ning tilted his head and didn't want to talk to him.In fact, it’s not to blame Yin Ning for being impatient, but he grew up in the snow-capped mountains, and what he ate was spiritual energy and unborn spiritual wisdom, and he didn’t have the chance to try these specially made dishes. .

After not staying for a while, Yin Ning seemed to be worried about his bad image in Di Shu's eyes. Yin Ning stepped on Di Shu's thigh again and asked him, "Am I too anxious?"

Di Shu grabbed Yin Ning's paw and pinched it with his fingers. The soft pad was still warm, and replied him lightly: "What do you think?"

Yin Ning withdrew his paws and stomped on his thighs again, wanting to jump off.

Di Shu grabbed his little foot and grabbed it back, stretched out his hand and flicked Yin Ning's head lightly, and taught him a lesson: "Be quiet."

Yin Ning fell on his lap, as if he had lost his fighting spirit. The aroma from the mountain kept filling his nose, but he could only wait here.

It didn't take long for Xie Juechen to come with a soup cup.

"Disciple Xie Juechen, come here to deliver uh... soup." Xie Juechen stood at the end of the steps in an orderly manner and shouted loudly.

He yelled but didn't hear a response. Just as he was wondering, he suddenly saw a ball of snowballs quickly rolling towards him on the snowy ground in front of him.

Long before Xie Juechen uttered the first word, Yin Ning heard the footsteps, moved his ears, got up from Dishu's legs, looked at the direction of the entrance of the enchantment, with an alert look, and then moved from Di Shu jumped off and ran fast.

When the ball of snowball got closer, Xie Juechen finally saw the real face of the snowball—it turned out to be a cat.

Yin Ning stood still on the steps, looking up at Xie Juechen, to be precise, at the soup cup Xie Juechen was holding in his hand, his eyes never moved away.

Where did the cat come from?

Xie Juechen frowned slightly, protected the soup cup, bent over to look at Yin Ning, and said, "Although you are quite obedient, but no, this soup is not for you."

Yin Ning didn't say a word, but looked behind him, walking up and down on the spot, as if he was anxiously waiting for something.

Xie Juechen had no time to worry about what he was waiting for, and was about to say something when he saw a person approaching from a distance.

The man was clearly stepping on the snow, but it seemed that he hadn't even touched the snow on the ground. Before he approached, Xie Juechen lowered his head first, with a more respectful expression.

Seeing Di Shu coming, Yin Ning immediately meowed, ran towards Di Shu, and looked up at him.

"Why did you come here?" Yin Ning meowed at his feet, not forgetting to complain, "He didn't give it to me."

Poor Xie Juechen didn't know that he was sued, so he still lowered his head, and then heard Di Shu say: "Just give the cat the soup cup in my hand."

Xie Juechen was taken aback, and hurriedly bent over to answer yes, and heard a few more meows, and saw that Yin Ning was standing at his feet, but his eyes were looking forward, as if he was talking to the immortal.

He handed the soup cup in his hand to Yin Ning. The soup cup was made of a kind of spirit stone, and it didn't feel hot on the outside, but the soup cup was too big, Xie Juechen was worried that Yin Ning would not be able to handle it, so he specially protected it.

"Since the things have been delivered, let's go back." Di Shu said calmly, speaking to Xie Juechen, but his eyes were fixed on Yin Ning.

Xie Juechen had no choice but to back down, and did not dare to look back when he left.

"Okay, I got the things too, let's go back." This was said to Yin Ning.

Holding the soup cup in his arms, Yin Ning turned his head to look at the ground, took a small tentative step unsteadily, and almost fell to the ground.

He looked at Di Shu, but saw Di Shu shook his head, and heard him say: "You are a civet, but you only know how to eat, drink and enjoy yourself. No one controlled you before, and I dare not call you like this again."

Yin Ning listened blankly.

"Since you want to drink this soup, then bring it back yourself, I won't help you." After finishing speaking, he left indifferently.

Yin Ning stood there blankly, and recovered after a while,

Well, if you don't help, don't help, why do you say he is lazy?

Yin Ning was not very happy.

He didn't have much experience in the world, and when he was rejected, he taught him a lesson without replying. Knowing that the soup cup could only be moved back by himself, he didn't ask Dishu for help.

But this cup of soup still has some weight for him.

Yin Ning originally planned to sit here and drink up the soup before dragging the soup cup back, but he couldn't open the lid—the lid was covered with spiritual power, a very small streak of spiritual power, as long as he used this spiritual power You can drink soup after breaking it up, but that's the problem - he can't use his spiritual power.