The cat who wears Jackie Chan

"Little cat, do you still remember what I said in the gauntlet I sent to Mu Xuefeng at the Penglai Fairy Fair?" Yu Mengsong asked again.

? "You said that you are willing to admit defeat, but the condition is that you want to squeeze my meatball." Le Yuan said in a bad mood.

"The little kitty hasn't forgotten." Yu Mengsong breathed a sigh of relief.

He vaguely remembered that he was manipulated by someone, using the soul-stirring sword intent to crush the soul.The little kitty is safe and sound, either it is a hidden peerless master, or it has a different core.

Let's observe it secretly, the person who seized the house will also devour the memory of the original owner, and it is difficult to find out by asking questions alone.

Not paying attention to his mental activities, Le Yuan recognized the owner of the chain that bound the owner's limbs with a drop of blood, and prepared to put it away.

Yu Mengsong saw it in his eyes, hesitated for a moment and said: "It's a spirit tool to get rid of the magic cable. Many people in Jianzong have one to suppress the demons. Don't put it away before the demons fade away. You don't want to put it away." When he wakes up, he will regret hurting you."

Le Yuan was taken aback when he heard this.Don't want that kind of bloody plot!

That's right.After acknowledging the master, the Exorcism Cable was like a spirit snake, entangled Mu Xuefeng's hands and feet again, imprisoning his spiritual power.

Le Yuan supported him on his back, carried him in a coma, and flew away with Yu Mengsong.

"No, you missed it." In front of the water mirror, the golden phantom suddenly said.

"Master Xianzun?" Song Li was startled.

He clearly sensed that his Soul-stealing Sword Intent had torn something apart...

"That's all." With a flick of his sleeves, the golden phantom disappeared.

Alas, in the empty hall, Song Li sighed.Now he can only go back to Qinglian Sword Sect to receive the punishment.

Le Yuan urged the escape technique.The disadvantage of cutting corners and materials of bamboo dragonflies has appeared. It is enough to carry one cat, but it will not be able to fly if it carries one more owner. It can only fly by itself.

Fortunately, Jinguan City is not far away, and it takes half a day to arrive.

Yu Mengsong's house is located in a corner of the busy city, and the city's signature Zuixianlou is his family's property.As soon as he stepped into the threshold with him, the master and wife of the Yu family rushed over after hearing the news, happily welcoming their son back home.

Le Yuan also obediently said hello.

Seeing Mu Xuefeng who was unconscious and still stained with blood, the elders didn't ask any more questions, and only asked the servants to quickly arrange a place to stay.

Le Yuan, with his back on his back, looked around while walking.The house is huge, but it is almost filled with mortals, and the two elders of the Yu family don't have any cultivation skills, unlike the kind of family that has the skills of cultivating immortals.

It turned out that this guy was just a second-generation rich man, not even a second-generation repairman. He couldn't compare with the family of Lin Fangshu, the lord of the city, and He Zijin, who traveled daily in a luxury car pulled by three fire phoenixes.It's not easy for Yu Mengsong to become an elite disciple of Qinglian Sword Sect, is he considered a glorious ancestor?

But Le Yuan liked the atmosphere of Yu's house quite a lot.Walking aside, Yu Mengsong could casually chat with the servants and maids he met, and people greeted him with smiles everywhere.Although he has gone to the mountains to learn Taoism, in the eyes of these servants, he is still the young master of his family.

Walking to a single courtyard near the back garden, it has been cleaned and very quiet.Le Yuan settled down and hugged the owner to the bed.

Yu Mengsong left first.After a while, the hot soup was brought over by the maid, together with a bag of fragrant dried spirit beast meat.

Dried spirit beast meat... I feel like I've been talking about this thing for a long time.The owner said that he would come to Zuixianlou to buy it in the future, and he would give the cat one if he touched it.

Now in front of him, looking at the sleepy owner, Le Yuan has no intention of eating.Directly ignoring the bright eyes, looking at the black dragon wagging its tail, the paper bag was put away.

Picking up the bowl, he fed the owner a bowl of chicken soup, ate some himself, and the rest was swept away by the black dragon.

About an hour later, the doctor Yu Mengsong said to invite also came.After seeing Mu Xuefeng's situation, that person cast a healing spell for him.It won't improve immediately, but it will improve his self-healing power and make him recover faster.

"This young master's physique is very strong, which is rare in my life." The doctor said before leaving, "The injury looks serious, and I'm afraid he can walk on the ground after lying down for a few days."

Meow, could it be because the real body of the owner is a... big boa constrictor?

The bodies of monsters are generally stronger than humans.

Mu Xuefeng never woke up.Staring at him, Le Yuan murmured to himself: "Old Mu, we seem to be unlucky recently? You just recovered from your injury and then lay down again. You said you went to Qinglian Sword Sect to solve the problem of excessive evil spirits. You are all bewitched..."

I don't know if there is a saying in the cultivation world about burning incense and praying to get rid of bad luck?

Of course, if Hu Yin and Boss Chen in Heaven heard this, they might be so angry that they would come back to life and explode again.

Le Yuan, who was sitting in front of the bed watching Tianhu Xinjue, was startled suddenly and raised his eyes.

"Haha...haha..." Mu Xuefeng seemed to have just woken up from a nightmare, gasped and struggled, and let out a low growl from his throat.

The magic rope was knocked and rattled.

"Old Mu, wake up, wake up!"

Le Yuan clasped his trembling fingers tightly, and held down his wrist, which was deeply scarred by the exorcism cable due to violent struggle.

Mu Xuefeng's pupils were filled with a monstrous sea of ​​blood, without any reflection, as if he couldn't perceive anything.

The four eyes met, he was only quiet for a few breaths, and then fell into frenzy again, bringing Le Yuan who was holding him down on the bed.Le Yuan simply stretched out his arms, hugged him tightly, and tied him with his body.

Even though he was restrained by the magic cable and was still injured, Mu Xuefeng's strength was still astonishing. When he was going crazy, Le Yuan's back hit the bed twice, making the cat go numb.Fortunately, Le Yuan has the state of congealing the pulse, his body is always harder than the bed, so there is nothing wrong with it.

It is possible that the bed will collapse first...

Before the poor bed board collapsed, Mu Xuefeng was exhausted and fell asleep again.

call.Old Mu, I recorded the thing you bumped into me just now in the revenge book!

Le Yuan was also exhausted.Too many things happened today, and it took him a lot of spiritual power to activate the flying escape technique.As soon as the upper and lower eyelids were closed, they were glued together and could never be separated again.Leaning on the owner's chest, he also fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept.

When Le Yuan woke up, he saw a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him.

"Old Mu, you're awake!" Le Yuan shouted.An Jingjing didn't go crazy, which means the owner has regained consciousness?

The other party was silent.

"Old Mu?" Le Yuan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Mu Xuefeng still didn't speak.In the world he was trapped in, there were only endless wailing sounds, and he almost forgot how to speak.

During this period of time, when he was in a coma, he was surrounded by dense ghosts, and all ghost pupils stared in his direction.Originally still standing far away, only continuous crying and howling came like a tide.

As time went by, the ghosts got closer and closer in the dream, so close that he could smell the pungent smell of blood, so close that he heard countless vicious curses aimed at him, and was splashed with black and red blood by countless blood-stained hands. in his body.

Is it all my... sins?Who am I?

It's you, of course you!Kill for life! !

Wake up or not wake up, there is no difference.

After waking up, in this room in his eyes, there were still bloody ghosts crowded next to each other, staring at him faintly, waiting for the opportunity to kill him and tear him apart.

Except... the cat-eared boy he was focusing on was of a completely different color.Golden ears reflecting the morning light, fair face, pink lips.Gentle and peaceful, without killing intent.

Mu Xuefeng was in a daze, thinking with his broken consciousness: If I am trapped in the blood pool hell, everyone is a ghost, even me... then who is he?Why is he different from me?

Seeing himself shaking his palm, Mu Xuefeng was also indifferent, Le Yuan thought to himself, is it because people become stupid when their inner demons attack...

Being looked at so directly, others are a little horrified, but he is not afraid if it is the owner.

Alas, what should I do if I am really stupid to drag such a pet owner?

Maomao sighed.

Le Yuan's eyes widened suddenly, and he noticed that Mu Xuefeng stretched out his hand and touched his cat's ear that had fallen on the bed.He acted very carefully, as if it was just a test, to test whether it really existed.

The furry ears trembled sensitively.

What are you doing, this is not the first time you have seen my pair of cat demon ears!

Le Yuan moved, subconsciously raising his hands to cover his ears.But it was too late, the next moment, his cheek was also lightly touched.It is as gentle as if it is afraid of breaking a precious porcelain.

The piece of skin that was touched immediately became hot.

Well, what are you doing—

Finally, the fingertips lightly touched the lips.Le Yuan even forgot to breathe, and there was a tingling numbness on his lips.

That finger lingered on his lips for a long time, as if in love with the delicate and soft touch.

Le Yuan, who had been dazed for so long, came back to his senses and bit that finger.

Cats should not be touched casually, as they will bite!

Although Mu Xuefeng withdrew his hand and stared blankly at the tooth marks on his fingers with downcast eyes, a trace of strangeness remained in Le Yuan's heart.

Brother, don't make such jokes...

If it was a former high school classmate, Le Yuan also had a few bad friends who were good at playing, and it was inevitable that there would be some physical contact when they were fighting, but he never took it to heart.But Mu Xuefeng seemed to be different from them.

It seems that one step closer will have some kind of consequences...

For the first time, Le Yuan came up with a thought, is what I'm wearing really the ending text?

They just lay face to face, staring at each other, neither of them moved.Until the maid knocked on the door and came in, bringing basins and towels.

Mu Xuefeng, who was lying quietly on the bed, suddenly went crazy again when she looked at her.

Such as the roar of wild animals and the sound of iron chains intertwined.

The maid exclaimed, the basin was overturned, water was spilled all over the floor, and she stumbled and escaped.

Li Gui... The Li Gui who surrounded me and stared at me started to move, and she stretched out her sharp claws to kill me!

In Mu Xuefeng's eyes, what he saw was such a scene.

He was hugged.In the blood pool hell filled with ghosts, there was only one person who hugged him hard and whispered something in his ear.

Mu Xuefeng stopped struggling and tried her best to gather her mind, trying to understand what that person said.

"...Old Mu..."

"……Brothers……"

"...Wake up..."

"Good brother?" Mu Xuefeng opened his absent-minded blood-red pupils, and asked in a weak voice with some difficulty, "What is that?"

In the Blood Pool Hell, is there such a thing?

His words made Le Yuan happy.The owner finally responded and can communicate!

...He doesn't like the word "good brother"?

"Then think about your cat! You are also a family-er, a man with a cat and a mouth, you can't lose to the demon!"

"cat?"

"Meow, meow, meow!" Reverting back to its original form, the little orange cat arched into the arms of its owner, and rubbed against him vigorously with its soft golden hair.The owner's body trembled slightly, and he was suffering from some kind of pain. Can I ease you up?

After a long time, one hand covered the little orange cat's head and stroked the cat's fur.

"Yes, I am also a person who drags the cat and the mouth."

The little orange cat looked up and saw Mu Xuefeng's eyes, and finally regained a sliver of spirit.

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