Immortal Loves Cat Also

Qingwu tilted her head and watched him go out. She sat in place and ran outside. It's rare that she doesn't have to accompany Wen Yue to the study all day. Then she can go to the bamboo forest to practice well.

By the way, ask the monk how to dispel the medicine for herself with her spiritual power. Why can't she do it? If she can do it herself, she won't be caught, Qingwu thought.

Wen Yue strode to the study. As soon as he entered the study, the mood in his eyes converged. When he sat down at the table, the bodyguard handed him the letter in his hand.

Wen Yue didn't look at it. He tore up the letter in his hand, smiled low, looked at the signature on the scrap of stationery, and flashed cruel in his eyes, "tell him what mind should move and what mind shouldn't move, otherwise... It's not the fox's tail that will break next time."

When Qingwu came to the bamboo forest, the monk sat on the tip of her master who often sat in her cultivation. As soon as she came in, she looked down at her and made a rude mockery: "you're still a civet. You can be caught in the hands of a mortal so easily. You're not as good as an ordinary cat demon."

"I was on guard against her, and I wasn't on guard against her tampering with the little one." Qingwu turned into a human, tiptoed gently, fell beside him and turned his eyes.

The action of rolling her eyes was done by her, which also seemed particularly lovely.

The monk's inexplicable expression stiffened, but he soon covered up the past and didn't let Qingwu find his unnaturalness.

"What about dispersing the medicine? Won't you dispel the medicine with psychic power? " With a sneer, the monk suddenly got up from the bamboo tip, jumped onto a bamboo opposite her and faced her.

When Qingwu came, he just wanted to ask him about it. Now he took it out to make fun of him. He blushed and stared at him. He couldn't speak for a while. Finally, he heard her muttering in a low voice: "master didn't teach me this."

"That's because your master didn't expect you to be stupid one day." The monk exposed her impolitely without giving her any face.

Qingwu's expression froze. Then he bared his teeth at him and snorted, "I don't want to talk to you. I want to practice."

After that, she closed her eyes and began to practice. She really stopped talking to the monk.

The monk looked at her angrily and began to practice. His expression showed a trace of amazement. Finally, he smiled and shook his head. He didn't disturb her anymore and left here.

When it was nearly dark, Qingwu finished his cultivation and turned back into a cat. When he got to the gate of the yard, he saw little one squatting there.

"Woof!" Lord Qingwu, are you better? As soon as the little one saw her, he immediately ran over with his tail wagging and ran around her excitedly.

Qingwu stopped and looked at him, "meow ~" I'm fine. What are you doing here? Why not practice in the bamboo forest? We should practice hard to turn into human form as soon as possible.

"Wang ~" the master is unhappy. I'll practice in a few days. Xiaobu is very depressed when talking about his master.

Qingwu tilted his head and was about to comfort him when he saw that Xiaobu looked behind him, and Duan Ziling's voice rang from behind her.

"Little one, come here and go back with me." I can't hear the voice of emotion.

As soon as Qingwu looked back, he saw Duan Ziling's pale and haggard face. He had only seen it in the morning. Now it seems that he has been seriously ill.

Xiaobu hesitated to look at Qingwu, said goodbye to her, ran to Duan Ziling, and soon left here with Duan Ziling. Before leaving, Duan Ziling looked at Qingwu with complex eyes.