Immortal Loves Cat Also

Qingwu withdrew his hand, turned around, turned his back to the door and looked at the man in the middle of the yard. His eyes were vigilant when facing the two small monsters in front of him.

She couldn't understand this person. Qingwu was a little uncertain.

"Civet?" The man finally had a movement. His voice was like a man or a woman. A burst of laughter seemed to come out of his throat. Qingwu only heard him say: "the civet is a big tonic. This time, he really made money."

Qingwu's pupils narrowed fiercely. If her tail was exposed at this time, it must have exploded. She didn't have time to move at all, and the man in black had deceived her close.

At that moment, Qingwu's whole body spiritual power soared and wrapped her in it, but the sense of crisis in Qingwu's heart didn't recede. Her palm trembled slightly, and a silver long sword appeared in her hand.

Qingwu raised his long sword and stood in front of him, blocking the attack of the man in black robe.

Boom!

The person who fell out was not Qingwu, but the man in black robe, and Qingwu finally saw the true face of the man under the black robe.

A thin little devil with sharp fangs.

"Really, what demons and ghosts are thinking about Ruofu Dao." Green Wu looked at the monk who was blocking himself, and relaxed a sigh of relief. He could not help but make complaints about it.

The monk looked back at her and smiled.

Qingwu stuck out his tongue, turned and ran to the house, leaving a sentence: "since you have come, the next thing is up to you. I'll save Wen Yue."

She walked very simply, but after entering the house, her face became dignified. There were far more demons and ghosts thinking about ruofudao. The monk knew that she came for ruofudao, but didn't say anything. Instead, she left her in the bamboo forest and let her recover. What is the monk for?

Qingwu really can't think of it.

Qingwu didn't have to think about what would happen in the yard. She temporarily pressed down her confused thoughts, went to the bed and began to dispel the inexplicable disease for Wen Yue.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the monk sitting at the table not far away. Seeing her looking, she threw a glass of water at her.

"Hard work." The monk smiled.

Qingwu was not polite. After taking the glass of water, he drank it all.

"Why did you come here?" Qingwu throws the cup back.

"Can't you handle it? I'll give you this chance. When you can't cope, I'll show up, won't I? " The monk said in a deep voice, his eyes fell on Wen Yue behind her, his face paused, and suddenly said, "he's going to wake up."

"What?" Qingwu was stunned. After returning to his mind, he could only swallow many problems at his mouth, become like a cat, and lay down beside Wen Yue.

And she just lay down for a short time. Her face had returned to normal. Wen Yue slowly opened his eyes. He was a little confused in his eyes. After a while, he regained his focus. As soon as she tilted her head, she saw the kitten nestling on her shoulder.

"Why are you here? Didn't you go to the little spot? " When he saw Qingwu, Wen Yue's expression was a little surprised.

When you speak out, your voice is also hoarse.

Qingwu rubbed his shoulder, looked at the monk over there and shouted. He successfully attracted Wen Yue's attention to the monk.

"Did you bring her here?" When he saw the monk, Wen Yue was not surprised. He asked calmly on his face and sat up with his body.