The southern cat took off its crown.

The reason why a crown is a crown is that only the king can wear it and take it off, and if anyone else does it, it means blood.

"Psychic Eighty-Seven: Forbidden King Spirit"

The southern cat chanted softly, pinching the two ears of the tiger hat with its fingers, and a cloud of unknown energy like a blue liquid ran out from under the hat, still connected to the hat, surging underneath, as if it was a cloud of blue plasticine that had been pinched.

The body was pinched out, the little arms and legs were pinched out, the claws were pinched out, the tail was pinched out, and then Tang An was half a head was a physical ...... That is, the original hat, and the rest of the hat is a small tiger with a translucent blue energy body.

Nan Mao casually threw away the little tiger, and the little tiger rolled on the ground and stood up shaking his head.

At the same time, the black tiger striker, who was also shaking his head, also ran in, and the little tiger at a glance rushed up without hesitation and scratched his paw on the little tiger's head.

worthy of the Black Tiger striker...... Tang An secretly admired, even if it was himself, even if the little tiger was cute and cute, but considering the strange and dangerous items in the southern cat, especially the shadow left by the fast wind cat, Tang An did not dare to act rashly, where could there be such courage as the black tiger striker.

Although the little tiger is a little unconscious, but after all, it is a tiger, how can it be bullied by a cat that has nothing to do?

To Tang An's surprise, this claw did not do anything to the Black Tiger Striker, so the Black Tiger Striker and the little tiger scratched each other, and then scuffled together.

"This is the Tiger Spirit, which embodies all the strength and spirit of the most powerful Tiger Spirit Clan Elder at that time, Chong Hei Hu. After suppressing the rebellion of the Tiger Spirit Clan, our Cat Spirit Clan naturally wanted to deal with the Chonghei Tiger, so we refined the Chonghei Tiger into this crown, and the soul and consciousness of the Chonghei Tiger were completely wiped out. Only his strength and spiritual energy remained. The tiger spirit that the Southern Cat Black Tiger striker fought said.

"You also refined the Golden Tooth General at that time?" Tang An felt that this kind of black magic seemed to be evil, erasing the soul consciousness of the whole person at every turn, how could it be in the category of evil arts, black magic and so on, and then thinking that he was also a Golden Tooth General, he couldn't help but feel a little concerned.

Nan Mao seemed to be waiting for Tang An to ask this, and then the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, his eyelashes flashed, and the smile in his eyes was as noisy as the wind in winter.

"You don't refine me in the future, I promise. I am the most loyal Golden Tooth General in the history of the Beast Spirit Empire!" Tang An raised his hand, saluted the southern cat very standardly, and shouted: "Long live the king, long live, long live!"

Nanmao couldn't help frowning, the more this person showed a serious look, the more Nanmao felt that he was just messing around.

However, Nan Mao didn't bother with him so much, and shook his head slightly, "We didn't refine the Golden Tooth General at that time. Because at that time, the dog spirit clan, like the cat spirit clan, was the race that inherited the purest bloodline of the Golden Tooth King, and the strength of the Golden Tooth General at that time was completely comparable to that of the king, which can be said to be comparable. ”

"It turns out that the Inu Spirit Clan used to be so powerful. I've always felt that the dog spirit clan is the feeling of a dog's legs. Tang An let out a long sigh, and once again felt concerned, after all, he was also a dog spirit clan now, and he was also a golden tooth general.

But it seems that there is a big gap...... That golden-toothed general must be a shocking figure. Hey, but I'm just an ordinary earthling, and I have to think that I'm not as good as the gods in myths and stories. Or a superhero in a superhero comic, and being depressed because of it, isn't that a neurosis?

"When the Golden Tooth General's Mansion fell, this Golden Tooth General used all his strength to break through the space...... When we counted the battlefield, we didn't find the existence of the Golden Tooth General, he left the Beast Spirit Empire, and it is impossible to know how many of his descendants he took with him when he left. Nan Mao stretched out his hand, one of his fingers, "Maybe it's just one, after all, with the power that can explode with the body after the battle, it is not easy to break through the space, not to mention the safety of the bloodline he took away on the way to escape." ”

"This one is Sang Mengmeng?" Tang An thought of his little dog, such a weak puppy at the beginning, and it really felt like a weak bloodline after escaping.

"I don't know yet. Nan Mao shook his head, "According to my estimates, the destination of the Golden Tooth General's escape is undoubtedly the earth, and even if the bloodline he brought is not Sang Mengmeng, it may be Sang Mengmeng's ancestor...... And after the Golden Tooth General comes to Earth, most of them will die of exhaustion, otherwise, Sang Mengmeng, as a dog spirit clan, will not be able to become a puppy that is uncared for and picked up by you. ”

"It's a heart-wrenching story. Tang An was very touched by the Golden Tooth General, and as his successor, Tang An was also proud.

Nan Mao gave him a blank look.

Stretched out his hand to take the hat back, the tiger spirit disappeared without a trace, the southern cat put on the hat, the black tiger striker was stunned, jumped up and scratched the tiger hat of the southern cat, the southern cat stretched out his hand, and the black tiger striker flew out of the window in mid-air as if he had been knocked by a giant hammer.

"Our next task is to subdue Sang Mengmeng, and at the same time determine her relationship with that generation of Golden Tooth Generals. Nancat said, pointing out of the living room.

Sang Mengmeng walked in with a plate, dinner was ready, it was time to eat.

The pasta is not slimy, refreshing and slippery, and there are two kinds of sauce, one with black pepper and beef tenderloin, and one with tomato sweet sauce.

Tang An eats black pepper beef tenderloin, Nanmao eats tomato sweet sauce, and Sang Mengmeng also eats black pepper beef tenderloin.

As for the cheese baked pumpkin, there is a big plate, Sang Mengmeng took a small plate and prepared some for the Black Tiger Striker, basically the Black Tiger Striker does not have the dietary taboos of ordinary pets, there is nothing that it can't eat.

The dishes for dinner are relatively few, but they are very exquisite, coupled with the quiet lights and the night outside the window, the atmosphere is still good, Nanmao thought about it, and did not care about Tang An and Sang Mengmeng eating the same sauce, which can usually lead to a lot of problems.

Nan Mao bit a noodle and raised his head to pull it off the plate, but this noodle was quite long, and Nan Cat straightened his waist and neck, but he still couldn't pull it out completely, so he had to use a fork to help. After eating, Nan Cat felt that pasta was really a bit stupid.

This book wiped the tomato sweet sauce on the side of your mouth, Nan Mao took her own yogurt, and then handed the ancient Chinese erotic story to Sang Mengmeng.

Sang Mengmeng is a little strange, Nan Mao actually gave himself a book br >

On the cover is a picture of the Spring Palace, Sang Mengmeng couldn't help but blush, and couldn't help but glance at Tang An.

This glance was by the southern cat, and the southern cat sneered and said, "The two of you have already had a cross-racial mating in the afternoon." ”

"No!" Tang An and Sang Mengmeng denied in unison.

"Sang Mengmeng, go and bring your bow and arrows. Nan Mao finished the yogurt and sat down on the sofa for a long time.

"What are you doing?" Sang Mengmeng felt inexplicable.

Tang An didn't know why. But she didn't say anything, could it be that Nan Mao was about to start her so-called mission now?

"We compare archery. Nanmao said lightly.

The cat's light and breezy appearance, Sang Mengmeng is really energetic, and she is really not afraid to compare this with anyone! Thinking about the arrogant attitude of Nanmao who usually sees no one, Sang Mengmeng also wants to teach Nanmao a lesson.

After dinner, Sang Mengmeng went back to the room to get a bow and arrow, but at this time Sang Mengmeng did not underestimate the enemy...... Nanmao may not be a simple little girl.

From the first time she saw Nanmao, Sang Mengmeng felt that something was wrong, and she couldn't say the specifics of Sang Mengmeng. But a girl's intuition is often more reliable than the reality of her eyes. The most important thing is that through today's communication with Tang An, Sang Mengmeng has determined that he is not the most peculiar and lonely creature in the world, and if there is Tang An, then there may also be a southern cat.

I have never heard of Tang An having a relative of Nanmao. Combined with all kinds of things that felt weird to herself, Sang Mengmeng felt that Nanmao was likely to have a showdown with herself tonight, just like Tang An did with herself.

However, Sang Mengmeng can turn into a puppy with Tang An or roll around without clothes, but this is definitely not the case with Nanmao. If she could, Sang Mengmeng would have liked to be able to take off Nanmao's skirt and shoot arrows at her ass.

Still insist on washing dishes in the kitchen. Sang Mengmeng took two pairs of bows and arrows to the living room, and said confidently: "Nanmao, how are you going to compare with me?"

Tang An has been told by the southern cat that he can only be on the side... So Tang An is cute, Sang Mengmeng still changed into a white kung fu shirt, loose and soft, with a light posture bound by the belt, slender legs, and a heroic posture with a longbow.

Tang An couldn't help but think that maybe the war scene of the Beast Spirit Empire was not a group of cats and dogs fighting like he thought, but such generals and warriors, it was also extremely eye-catching.

, Tang An was a little distracted, and sighed again, Sang Mengmeng's figure is really good, and she looks very beautiful and cute.

The corner of Nanmao's eyes has been paying attention to Tang An, this low-level method of beauty tricks is really the best strategy to deal with men, in the history of human beings on earth, starting from Helen thousands of years ago, it seems that human men have never been promising, and they are as pathetic as dragons and fishes.

Nanmao did not have the habit of suppressing his anger, and slowly frowned, but still looked directly at Sang Mengmeng.

"A woman's plump pectoral muscles don't mean strength, I really don't understand how you deliberately tighten your waist to accentuate your pectoral muscles, can this give your opponent a feeling of oppression?" Nan Cat said contemptuously.

"There is no such meaning, the contest between women and women always starts with appearance and figure, that's all. Sang Mengmeng said proudly, since Tang An became a cute puppy today, Sang Mengmeng has been very confident.

"Superficial. Nan Mao dismissed, "The contest is the contest, it doesn't matter between women and women, between men and men, or between men and women, only between opponents." ”

"Well, my opponent, how are you going to compare. Sang Mengmeng pointed to another bow and arrow and said.

Nan Cat stopped talking.

"Harmony is precious, and the point is up to the end. Tang An couldn't help but add, he really didn't care much about what Sang Mengmeng had to do with the Golden Tooth General, he just hoped that both parties would be fine, and at the same time, he wouldn't tear down his house. (To be continued......)