i'm just a kitty

People have two kinds of hatred, the hatred of killing their father, and the hatred of taking their wives.

Huo Qian's third level of nightmare is equivalent to killing his father, and the fourth level of nightmare completely tore off the fig leaf, which is an unmistakable hatred of taking his wife.Huo Qian seemed to have entered a compressed time and space.He just killed the murderer who stabbed Nuo Nuo to death, and the time immediately reset to another morning.

He wakes up repeatedly, repeatedly experiencing Nuo Nuo's different death conditions in a short period of time:

He saw his wife hanging on the head of the bed, and she was already stiff when she came down; he saw the black-faced Nuo Nuo laying on the side of his bed without breath, the piebald viper on the door grinned at him, revealing sharp teeth; he saw a wild wolf passing by his door, holding a limp cat in its mouth, leaving a trail of blood; His wife's life left him alone standing on the vast land...

Huo Qian put his hands together in the monstrous flames that destroyed all living things.The flame turned into a big knife in his palm, Huo Qian held the handle and swung the long knife at the dark flame.After a short time, the fire quickly returned to flame, and a more intense light and shadow burst out in his red-black eyes.The hostility in his heart rose to a higher level with the raging flames.He uses the destructive fire as the blade, and wants it to fight with other raging fires, slashing at the endless raging fire like destroying the sky and the earth.

Let's destroy them all, since there is no room for a little cat spirit in the world, what's the use of leaving this world?

What do I do!

Nuonuo fell to the ground covering her chest outside the nightmare environment, her heart throbbed with pain from the grief and anger that smelled like alcohol, and she almost meowed weakly.He snorted, and the old dryad came running over, with his hands open as if he wanted to touch but didn't know where to start: "Hey, what are you doing strangely? Why are you little cats So unstoppable? Tell me what you want..."

Nuo Nuo glared at the culprit, but didn't get the sudden softness of the other party: "What did you show him, why do you keep provoking him like this?"

The old tree spirit scratched his head: "It's not that I let him see it. Life and death are life and death in the nightmare, and I can't control what he sees and hears."

He was afraid that Nuo Nuo would think that he was going to kill Huo Qian, so he hurriedly chased him and explained: "Everyone's nightmare is different, how can I prepare them for each of them in advance. The nightmare is born from the heart , the fear in my heart is what I see in the nightmare, the more I am afraid, the more frequently I see..."

As soon as the words fell, the ground under their feet was in turmoil.

The old dryad looked around, his scalp tingling for a while: "Little cat, what strange thing did you do? The nightmare is an illusion, it will not have earthquakes." He looked up at the sky in disbelief: "What method did you use, This layer of nightmare is on the verge of collapsing."

In the heart of the old dryad, cats are mysterious and beautiful creatures, and it is not surprising that they can do anything.He subconsciously attributed the turmoil in Nightmare Territory to Nuo Nuo.

The juice of empathy surged in Nuo Nuo's blood, and bursts of pleasure and murderous thoughts surged in his heart uncontrollably, and he could even raise the ambition to tear the old thief with his hands against the old tree spirit with disparity in force.As soon as he opened his mouth, he revealed his true nature as a little coward: "It's not me, it's Huo Qian..."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered: "Wait a minute, what happened to the collapse of the nightmare you said before? Maybe it will fall into the gap between the two nightmares and return to nothingness?"

To be precise, it is not "possible", but "certain".

The nightmare is like a ball, and each nightmare is only connected to a few spherical nightmares nearby.Breaking through its shell forcefully to escape from a certain point, the probability of encountering another nightmare is infinitely close to zero.

The old tree spirit was still looking at Nuo Nuo with a kind of fascinated and gratified eyes of "this cub is so beautiful and can break through my habitat, he is indeed Yun Luo's great-grandson".After being reminded by him, he realized again: "Yes, we have to hide quickly and can't stay in this nightmare anymore. I might as well take you out directly. As for you staying with me, I won't force you." ..."

Nuo Nuo's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe that the old bastard was so talkative: "Then you bring Huo Qian out."

"This won't work. He's almost crazy. Wouldn't it be more important to see me? It's reasonable for neither of us to get close to him!" Yan took a peek at Huo Qian's habitat again, sensing the prey's overwhelming anger and destructive power. Common sense current affairs, "Let's leave him alone, the nightmare environment is more turbulent, I'll send you out first."

This is planning to fly alone with Nuo Nuo in the face of disaster.On the outside is the standard evil father-in-law who puts his own children first and doesn't care about his daughter-in-law's life or death.

Nuo Nuo's heart exploded with hostility, and suppressed the desire to blow the old dryad's head off: "No, he's still pregnant with my cub!"

"Be sober, he's a male!" The old tree spirit covered his face.

Nuo Nuo sat cross-legged on the spot: "You go, I won't abandon him." He is a short-lived cat, and within two months he will be greeted with thunder disaster.It would be better to die by A-Jiao's side than to live on for dozens of days.

——If I could die by your side, it would not be in vain to make this trip to the world.

What's more, the two of them may not necessarily die.He closed his eyes, and said hastily to the old tree spirit: "I have a connection with him, and I can sense his emotions. Maybe I can pull him out of his evil thoughts and stabilize the crumbling nightmare."

He waved his hand in the direction of the old dryad to signal him to go, got rid of distracting thoughts in his mind, and tried to replay some beautiful pasts in his mind.Huo Qian's unbearable negative emotions can infect him, so if he has infinite hope and affection, part of it can also be conveyed to his heart.Contain the other party's almost crazy grief.

He first thought of his gentle mother, who greeted him in the cold winter: Come, come under your mother's belly, don't freeze.

At that time, his size was more than twice as small as he is now, and he could be wrapped in a full beard and tail under his soft, furry belly.Sometimes his father couldn't see it and said a few words like "little tomcat, don't spoil him too much", and mother would raise a jio: "Sister-in-law, come too."

Most of the big tomcats will roll over without saying a word, let his wife barely cover his shoulders, and dislike Baladi for sharing a warm embrace with his still-nursing son.

Nuo Nuo chuckled lightly, thinking back on the past in such a life-and-death situation, she actually felt that his father, who never gave him a good face, was also part of the "beautiful past".

He remembered the vixen named "Ruan Hongchen" who promised to take care of him forever and ever.Even if she later disappeared into her life without a word to pursue a more desirable life, at least the moment she made the vow, her heart was sincere.What's more, husband and wife are the closest relatives and sincerity. If the two of them brought him with them at that time, he probably would not stay long and leave on his own.

And Huo Qian.Huo Qian who was indifferent, allowed him to get close to him but didn't allow him to get too close.He is a flying butterfly, a karst cave with winding paths.Mysterious and charming, people can't stop following his footsteps.Even if there is an abyss and hundreds of miles of thorns under his feet, he is so graceful that people can ignore all the dangers, leaving only the joy when he kisses Fangze, kisses Fangze, kisses Fangze, kisses Fangze, and kisses Fangze three times in the middle...

I don't know if there is any hope to sleep with him once in this life?It's also romantic to be a ghost under the peony flower.

His mind was all on Huo Qian's safety, and he didn't notice the old tree spirit's whereabouts.Although the latter was asked to leave by himself, seeing Nuo Nuo's steadfast posture, he did not abandon him.He just looked at the young cat spirit with helpless eyes, and half-knelt and sat beside him.

"You can't learn the nightmare technique, but since it's my blood, I might be able to activate your two abilities, ears and eyes, in the nightmare." The old tree spirit whispered, "Your grandfather's generation, there are two Cubs can see the monks falling into madness in the nightmare, and they can also talk to them."

"They like this ability very much, maybe you can use it too."

"He will go crazy with anger when he sees me, and he must be happy to meet you. You were the sharp blade that pierced him and made him crazy before, and maybe you can also be his beacon now, leading him out of the nightmare."

Nuo Nuo is born extremely focused, even more so than Huo Qian when it comes to sensing the way of heaven.He didn't hear the old dryad's words, and his thoughts ran wild like a wild horse, but it was not far from the theme anyway.

..............................

Not long after Huo Qian's newspaper's dangerous thoughts rose, the fire was turned off for no reason, and it felt as if half of the negative emotions after losing his wife had been taken away by someone.But this does not prevent him from continuing to report, after all, his wife is dead, even the fresh and refined little fairies will go crazy.What's more, he is a fake, refined, true, obsessed guy.

The anger value dropped by half, and quickly returned to the original level.He continued the villain's standard business of "my wife is dead, everyone should just bury her together and don't even think about escaping".

Now, something happened again.For some reason, his heart became lighter, and a corner of the big rock that had been firmly pressed on his heart since the loss of his wife was pried away, allowing him to breathe briefly.So as not to get carried away.

While he was still alive, he heard a very familiar voice, and he spoke with a coquettish sound effect: "Hey hey, Huo Qian's chest muscles are so palpable, and his abdominal muscles are so elastic. I really want to lie in his clothes for the rest of my life, meow. This is me." The coolest cub in the cultivation world."

Huo Qian's hand holding the knife stopped for a moment: his wife, his miserable wife who disappeared into the flames, was the voice.

He thought he was experiencing auditory hallucinations due to excessive grief, but he still stopped what he was doing and waited expectantly.It doesn't matter if it's an auditory hallucination, he is eager to hear more, and it doesn't matter if he coaxes himself.

The widower Huo Qian's eyes were red, and he was humbled into the dust.

"Last time I measured it with the tail, and I was super satisfied there too hehehe."

A trace of confusion appeared in Huo Qian's tearful eyes: My gentle and lovely wife who blushes at every turn? ? ?

"If I had known that we were all going to die here, I would have put it away without reservation. I should have given him a bag like I did with bandits, so that neither he nor I would die. No, no, no. He has a fairy bone, so he may not die, maybe he will find a better-looking cat to get rid of his perfect body in the future. Wuwuwu, I have been guarding for so long, and I am not willing to die like this to cheap other little vixen."

Huo Qian's expression is like a zombie who has been so smoked by Liushen toilet water that he can't distinguish the taste of flesh and blood: My virtuous and virtuous person always chooses to sleep in bed seven out of ten mornings, and thinks I'm close enough to put me out of bed. little wife? ? ?

"If he doesn't die this time, I will have to beep him three times and four times."

The "reserved" little wife said the same thing.

As soon as the words fell, various unsuitable images appeared in Huo Qian's mind.He has experienced countless married lives in the habitat, but he is always stuck in a fog, and he can't recall the details afterwards.This time the picture was extremely high-definition, only a little bit of code was typed, and he changed a lot of poses that he had never heard or seen before.

In Huo Qian's mind, the two children were arguing about the day, and they were in a mess.

His mind has been tortured in the nightmare, and he has not been very clear until now.Right now it is like a short-circuited light bulb, Beep Bobo is about to explode.He stopped playing the role of the villain for a while, and then his anger rose to a higher level: "Which evildoer is pretending to be my wife!"

My Nuonuo just died, yet someone humiliated him like this!This hatred is irreconcilable!

Nunuuo's wild horse-like thoughts were suddenly frightened to a halt.

He was stunned by Huo Qian's murderous voice.He had received a cold reception from Huo Qian before, but since he was kidnapped by bandits once, Huo Qian paid more attention to him than before.What's more, even when he was on the bench, a cold and polite person like Huo Qian was never the one to yell at him from the beginning to the end.

A thought arose in Nuonuo's mind: the fourth level of nightmare belongs to Huo Qian's wife.

wife?Does he actually have someone in his heart that can be called a "wife"?Was the half of the grief and anger he felt for his wife?He stayed out of it, and even though he was grieving, he couldn't do anything to match it.Huo Qian is in it, is it so painful that he wants to ignore it and break the nightmare?

He has a wife he likes, why did he let me kiss and love him, and even responded last time, and rubbed my dick with sex...

Nuo Nuo was extremely saddened by the yelling, but she didn't dare to feel sad.If he has any negative emotions, Huo Qian will take half of it.Huo Qian was on the verge of collapse, how could he indulge himself in self-pity?How can we push him into the abyss even worse?

The little cat accepted the association that made his heart bloom, and all the good memories were eclipsed by the words "pretending to be my wife".No matter how much I force myself to remember, I can no longer smile.He couldn't give Huo Qian another half of the happiness, and he only had one dry thought in his mind: Come out, don't be trapped in a nightmare.

Empathy and the ability of some nightmare masters sent this idea to Huo Qian's ear.

"Come out, Huo Qian."

Huo Qian raised his head, looked up at the sky in confusion, lost in his wife's voice.He keenly read the bitterness in these few characterless words, and his heart ached.

He stared at the empty sky speechlessly, and once again cowardly hoped that the auditory hallucinations would last longer.He stayed with his face up for a while, and after a few breaths, a few drops of warm liquid fell on his face.Huo Qian looked blankly, with pink water marks on his fingers.

No matter how much she endured, Nuo Nuo couldn't help being sad, tears rolled down, and the half-dried blood on her face was stained with blood, and fell into the living environment.It landed on Huo Qian's cheek, and also on his heart.

Nuo Nuo burst into tears, crying louder than Huo Qian: "Huo Qian, please wake up, please come out!"

Huo Qian's heart throbbed violently, and the big knife with raging flames slipped from his hand. His mind was empty, and he saw nothing but flames, but suddenly he had a direction in his heart.