Exploding cute kitten princess: Xianzun, don't mess with me

Chapter 6 It's not your turn to take care of the deity's cat
Cang Lan looked back, and saw an immortal friend standing behind her.

The clothes fluttered, and the white clothes were more snowy. It seemed familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere.

Frowning and thinking for a moment, Cang Lan was startled, this is not exactly the Immortal Fuli in the portrait!

That's right, he had only seen the face of this immortal in the portrait, but he didn't recognize the real face when he saw it this time.

Immortal Fuli looked at Mo Xiaoxian, and said again: "Come here." There was oppression in his voice.

Cang Lan immediately withdrew her hand, stood up and cupped her hands: "It turned out to be the cat of the Immortal Venerable."

Only then did Immortal Fuli glance at him lightly with his long and narrow eyes, and his eyes stayed on his hand for a long time.

Cang Lan felt a little apprehensive, it seemed that no one else could touch this cat.

Mo Xiaoxian was already howling in his heart, but he still couldn't escape.

Immortal Fuli walked over, stretched out his hand to grab the hair on the back of her neck and picked her up directly.Mo Xiaoxian was lifted up in the air, his limbs kicking around and struggling non-stop.

Seeing this, Cang Lan immediately stepped forward and said, "Immortal Venerable, no."

Immortal Fuli narrowed his eyes: "It's not your turn to take care of my cat."

Cang Lan bowed her head: "Yes, Xiaoxian has surpassed."

However, it is recorded in the ancient books that this immortal is very kind and amiable. Tens of thousands of years ago, he often talked with some little immortals about scriptures and Taoism. He can be called a model among immortals and a role model in the immortal world.

How could he be so domineering when I saw it today, it seems to be a little different from what was recorded in the classics.

And here, Immortal Fuli held Mo Xiaoxian in his arms, turned around and walked towards the Hall of Eternal Life.

Cang Lan looked at the back of Immortal Fuli, the smile on her face disappeared, and she seemed to be able to see the furry head of the kitten, she regretted that she didn't touch it just now.
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Immortal Fuli hugged Mo Xiaoxian and walked back without saying a word, even used it to fly through the clouds and ride the fog, and returned to the Palace of Longevity in a short while.

Mo Xiaoxian screamed "meow meow" while struggling.

Immortal Fu Li looked at the ancient tree beside the courtyard wall, and asked, "Did you climb out of the tree?"

"Meow!" The posture is vigorous.

With a flick of the sleeve of Fu Li Xianzun's robe, the big tree that was as thick as three people hugged was uprooted and fell to the ground.

This series of accidents happened in a blink of an eye, Mo Xiaoxian was so shocked that he forgot to struggle, and stared at the tree lying on the ground dumbfounded.

"Meow meow?" Why unplug it?

"It's not pleasing to the eye."

Mo Xiaoxian shrank his neck, this immortal was a bit cruel.

Back to the main hall in the back mountain, Immortal Fu Li put Mo Xiaoxian on the couch, untied the burden from her back, looked at it and said: "You can tear it."

"Meow~meow~" This piece of cloth is the most beautiful!

Untying the burden and taking out the Yunxia inside, the smile in the eyes of Immortal Fuli flashed: "Why do you bring this?"

"Meow~" I like it!
Immortal Fuli said unhurriedly: "This is my own."

Mo Xiaoxian is wilting, I know this is yours, even the cloth that is about to make a burden is yours.

Immortal Fuli stretched out his index finger, raised her chin, and made her look at him: "Even you belong to this deity."

Mo Xiaoxian got anxious when he heard that, stretched out his paw, and stuck his palm on his hand, "Meow meow!" I'm not a pet!

"Of course you are not a pet, you are an ancient beast."

Mo Xiaoxian was wilting again. The ancient beasts are more beautiful than pets, but they always feel that something is wrong.

Looking up again, suddenly there was a bowl of sweet spring water in front of him, and it was very clear in the bowl of white jade.

Without any hesitation, Mo Xiaoxian immediately stretched his head over, buried his head in the bowl, stuck out his tender tongue, and drank the water quickly.

The dry mouth was relieved, and the tips of her ears trembled in happiness.

(End of this chapter)