Master, you think too much

The little milk cat rubbed against his fingers flatteringly, "Meow~"

Who said the deity has no conscience!

"Then why didn't you come with me?"

"Meow meow?" Who said that this deity won't be with you... huh?

"Then what do you mean?"

Sang Zi jumped into his arms, rubbing the sand from his paws on his black brocade robe, "Meow meow, meow meow, meow~"

This deity is just a kitten with the beginning of enlightenment, and will die in a hundred years, but you can live for nearly ten thousand years... Then after a hundred years, only the grave of this deity will be left to accompany you. How lonely you must be...

It's not that Sang Zi is too self-righteous, on the contrary, he has a very low position on himself.

A hundred years is not a short period, and there are too many variables in the period.

What if it finds a pet that better meets its standards in the past hundred years and doesn't need itself?

What if one day I accidentally made it angry?

What if it suddenly wants to taste the taste of the cat it has raised for so long...?

Even if there were no such variables, would Jin Mo still be able to see his aging ugly appearance after a hundred years...

You must know that a large part of the reason why it takes care of itself is because of its good fur.

Sangzi has always believed that snakes are cold-blooded, and that so-called feelings cannot be cultivated.

In fact, he misunderstood that the reason why snakes are "ungrateful" is not because snakes are cold-blooded animals, but because snakes have immature brains and belong to low-level creatures, and cannot recognize people like cats and dogs.

For example, if you take in a normal person or a mentally handicapped person, the normal person will usually be very grateful, but the mentally handicapped... not smashing your house is already doing you a favor.

But Jin Mo is different, it is a transformed monster with spiritual intelligence, rich in emotion and human.

Of course, it's not as good as Yanhu, who is thoughtful and emotional...

Sang Zi flicked her tail sadly.

What's more... I don't want to live to be only a hundred years old.

Jin Mo, who was fooled, was extremely moved, ah!It turns out that the little cat is thinking of me!Really, I still misunderstood it!

"That is to say, you decided to cultivate as a monster for me, right?"

"Meow meow~" Yes da yes da~

...What do you mean for you...

Jin Mo stroked his chin and pondered for a while, then said steadily, "Then you can follow me to practice here from now on, don't go outside."

What?Why doesn't the deity know that you are still a teacher?

Sangzi froze for a moment, "Meow!"

However, the outside environment is beneficial to the cultivation of the deity!

"Little cat, it is very wrong for you to pin your hopes on the environment like this!" Jin Mo severely criticized, "Cultivation depends on one's own hard work and talent!"

"Meow meow!"

But, but this deity's talent is not high!

Jin Mo clasped the back of the little milk cat's head against its forehead, and its spiritual sense invaded its divine sea.

……Huh?Where is the soul?

Whether it is a monk or a monster, there are only two possibilities that cannot sense the other party's soul. One is that the other party's cultivation base is too high, and I don't have that authority; Fishing sand from the haystack.

Jin Mo chose the latter without hesitation.

Sang Zi wasn't worried at all that Jin Mo would find something wrong, his soul was at the late stage of transforming gods, and he didn't know how many blocks he had left behind Jin Mo, who had the most Nascent Soul Intermediate level.

"Your talent is indeed... well, it's a little short, but if you work hard, you still have a chance..." Jin Mo comforted the little milk cat against his conscience.

"Meow meow."

This deity... This deity also wants to say goodbye to the former master.

"The former master? Where did you get the former master from?"

"Meow meow!"

Who stipulated that a monster must sign a blood contract to have an owner!

Jin Mo raised his eyebrows, "Then you can't go, what if you, a little heartless little man, ran away after seeing the former master?"

"Meow meow~"

would not!The former owner of this deity is just a human being who has just reached the foundation-building stage. He is stupid and does not know how to take care of cats, and he is not as good as you~ Otherwise, this deity would not come out to follow you, would he?

Sangzi flattered her flatteringly, even adding the word "you" with a heart.

Jin Mo became even more eloquent, "No way! What if your little dog meets someone better than me on the way and runs away again?"

"..."

Do you consider yourself a traitor?

"Meow meow!"

This deity will not run away!Because this deity has never seen such a calm and cautious, lenient, generous, noble and elegant, beautiful flower-like monster like you... Cough, such an excellent monster in shape!Please let this deity follow you in the world of monsters and beasts forever!

Sang Zi thought to himself that fists are the last word. If his ability returns to the previous level, why should he be so disgusted with himself...

These words made Jin Mo feel extremely comfortable, as if he had eaten ten high-level crocodiles all at once, he let go, "Well, for the sake of you being an affectionate cat..."

"Meow meow!"

Let's go!Stupid snakes!The stupid master of this deity still owes this deity several dried fishes!

Jin Mo: "..."

***

"Are you going to Mu Yunzong to find your ex... master?" Jin Mo hugged the little milk cat and rushed to the high cliff in front of the big lake.

"Meow meow."

Yes da yes da!

"Yesterday, there was a cultivator who transformed himself into the Muyun Sect. As a result, a nine-day thunderstorm fell from the heavens. Not only did the monk fall, but half of the Muyun Sect's sect was turned into ruins. The situation before your... master is not good! "

"Meow meow meow."

It's okay, before this deity... the master is not from Mu Yunzong.

"Eh? Then your master... oh, let me tell you, how could there be a cultivator in the Muyun Sect who has completed the stage of transforming gods... Your master must be participating in the apprenticeship meeting with one of the sect masters of your own sect Right? Well, reincarnation every few decades is not too annoying."

"Meow meow."

Yes, there are a lot of people here!

"Then your master may be even more dangerous! Tianlei didn't just catch the monks of Mu Yunzong...how about forgetting about it?"

Well, the deity can only perform stunts.

Sangzi pulled down the cat's face, lowered the cat's head, showing a sad look, the big cat's eyes dimmed, and big tears flowed in the eye sockets.

"Hey, hey! Don't scare me!" Jin Mo's eyes widened.

"Meow meow..." The cry was sad and melodious.

Although the owner of the deity is not high-level, stupid, dull and doesn't know how to take care of cats, but when the thunder disaster came, he threw the deity out and gave the deity a life.

He cried, shouted, and said to the deity in despair, 'little cat,' you must live... woo woo woo...

Sangzi couldn't hold back her tears, and plunged into Jin Mo's chest, the little cat was trembling uncontrollably, looking very pitiful.

Jin Mo's heart melted, and he patted the cat's head comfortingly, "Just thank your former owner, I will take this corpse too."

... Please don't curse the protagonist!

The little milk cat in her arms nodded obediently.

This time Mu Yunzong really suffered a heavy loss, the entire inner courtyard was full of broken walls, and the outer courtyard was a mess.

When Sangzi crossed the catastrophe, all the muyunzong masters who had ghosts were dragged into the water, and almost all the disciples who came to participate in the competition died.

No, there is not even a disciple who collects the body of the master and uncle who taught them so carefully in the past.

The little milk cat straightened its hairy neck, and looked around round and round without giving up, but still didn't see Su Boli or Yanhu.

Sangzi thought the same thing, the protagonist's golden core was destroyed, and he couldn't even take care of himself, so he couldn't care less about a useless corpse.

Forget it, at least he can collect his own body.

"What did your former owner look like? I'll help you find it." Jin Mo asked, patting the cat's head.

"Meow...meow meow."

Black hair, black pupils, very long hair... Forget it, it's useless to know, the body is probably burnt... But he is wearing a pure white crocodile, and that crocodile is a middle-grade fairy weapon, and does not respond to any physical attack , Heavenly thunder cannot be broken, you can see which corpse's clothes are intact and white, which one is the master of the deity.

Jin Mo was amazed, "Didn't you say that your master was the one who built the foundation? Where did he get the fairy artifact? It's still middle-grade!"

"Meow meow!"

Because the master of this deity is rich!

A water blade came from the sky, and Jin Mo flashed sideways holding the little milk cat.

"The little thief is presumptuous! You dare to steal even the cat of Sangzi Sect Master!"

Xiangyun said angrily.