Chapter 240 of the main text volume The unhappy cat

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"You're the meow in charge?" The figure suspended in mid-air tilted his head and asked in a low voice, and then nodded to himself without waiting for the old man to answer: "Looking at the appearance of your orders, I think it should be a meow." ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure quickly became blurred like a reflection in the water, as if it was about to disappear at any moment; The old man let out a resolute shout, retreating at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his age, and after taking off, he quickly flashed into the guardian knights next to him.

But in an instant, a streamer of light staggered past the place where he had just disappeared, and the black figure appeared there, holding a broken strip of cloth in his hand. Then he glanced back at him, and seemed to be a little surprised: "It turns out that you are not an ordinary meow?" The speed is very good, meow. ”

The old man settled down, looked at the torn strip of cloth on his shoulder, and his face was very ugly. If it weren't for the fact that he was born in the Inquisition, fought outside all the year round, and had an unusual sense of danger, I am afraid that he would have been captured by a thief and captured the king first. It wasn't until he saw that more than a dozen guardian knights around him had completed the angel descending, that the old man's iron-blue face softened: "Take her!" Be careful, she's very fast! ”

At the same time, above a flowing cloud in the sky, Tianshu, who had just trapped Mu Fan and Ruocao, disappeared and was watching the good show in this church with relish.

"This kitten is really impulsive...... But it's okay to save her from disturbing our sisters' meeting. Tianshu turned around, took two steps and suddenly turned around, with a thoughtful look: "Since this kitten is already suspicious of the Holy Court, then I will push the boat along the way, and by the way, I will provide her with some 'evidence'." Anyway, she didn't die so easily, and I also want to know, can this so-called nine-life Xuanmao force out those hole cards in the Holy Court? Maybe this kitten will suffer a big loss, but it's really interesting to think about it, hehe......"

Below, the captain of the Knights of the Guard had drawn his sword. The blinding white light stretched forward along the hilt of the sword, slowly but surely spreading to the tip of the sword, dazzling like the sun. It's just that the head of the regiment frowned slightly: on his long sword, in addition to the familiar power of faith, there seemed to be some strange sword qi attached to it. After only a moment's thought, he put aside this doubt for the time being: this power has obviously strengthened the power of the sword, maybe it is the unique attribute of this angel who has descended now?

Without thinking much about it, the regimental commander made a gesture, and the well-trained knights under his command quickly spread out left and right, forming a fan shape to surround the man in mid-air, and more than ten swords pointed at the small figure at the same time.

"Your Excellency has been surrounded by us, you don't have a chance, so let's take it easy. We don't want to do more, but if your Excellency is stubborn......" With a long sigh of relief, the head of the regiment shouted.

The kitten they pointed at blinked suspiciously, and then stared intently at the long sword in the commander's hand: "This feeling...... When my brother and sister disappeared, they seemed to have this kind of sword aura? Raising his head slightly, his tone became a little cold: "Sure enough, it's you meow?" ”

The head of the regiment was inexplicable when he heard this, but he still took a step forward: "No matter how strong Your Excellency is, it is impossible to ...... so much with us."

"Long-winded!" The kitten, who was covered in black gas, raised his chin, shook his ears slightly, a few thin hairs fell, and his figure became fluttering again: "If there are many people, it is useful, so why do you still cultivate?" Also, the Nine Lives Cat doesn't just have nine lives......"

What the hell is the nine-life cat? The few people around were confused, but their eyes became a little dull in an instant: after the black figure in front of him shook a few times, several hairs floated into the air, and before they landed, they transformed into several figures like clones. Exactly the same dress, exactly the same eyes, and the most terrifying thing is that the momentum on the body is exactly the same, and it doesn't look like an illusion at all.

It's all impossible, it's all true, right? Reason told them that this was impossible, it must have been something like an illusion - but the instincts accumulated from thousands of battles sounded the red alarm on the contrary.

A total of nine kittens looked at each other and nodded in satisfaction. Then he meowed softly at the same time, and it even dispersed into a semicircle at the same time, surrounding the dozen or so knights in the middle, and then, with a very high synchronization rate, he spoke at the same time: "Now you are surrounded by meow." Although this method is not as good as the seventy-two changes, it is still enough to deal with you. ”

It can't all be true. The head of the regiment glanced left and right, and judged in his heart that the first one to appear should be the main body, and there was no need to pay attention to the other phantoms. With his mind made up his mind, he made a slight gesture with his left hand. The surrounding knights quickly moved closer to him, and then, with him as the core, more than a dozen people rushed towards a figure in the middle.

The tip of the sword really touched something - the regiment commander breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that his judgment was correct, and the one in front of him was the body. I could only hear a piercing sound from the tip of the sword, and between the lightning and flint, the two of them were separated by a touch. The sword was slightly withdrawn, and the regiment leader couldn't help but be slightly shocked: the tip of the sword, which was wrapped in the power of faith, had been crossed out in half. Looking at the figure again, it was only a small hand that was used just now, a small hand that was as black as ink but had a jade-like luster, and looked more like a claw.

What the hell is this? The regiment commander was shocked, and then glanced around, and felt even more shocked: the subordinates around him who were supposed to charge with him had all fallen to the ground silently—and beside them, there were several "phantoms" standing or jumping. From the eyes of those "phantoms", he seemed to see a look of ridicule. What the hell did you encounter today? His subordinates have already completed the arrival of the angel, how can it be like this......

That's impossible...... He shook his head violently, gritted his teeth and crossed his sword to his chest, ready to step forward and fight this alien again.

It's just that the bell is obviously not interested in wasting time with him, so he just waved his paw lightly: "You guys come and clean him up." The "little kittens" who were ravaging him raised their heads at the same time, and then the eight figures flickered around the head of the regiment in the middle, meowing maliciously.

The kitten reached out directly and grabbed at the old man. The old man wanted to avoid it again, but this time the kitten was obviously much more serious, he just moved under his feet, and his neck suddenly cooled, and then he was directly lifted up like an eagle catching a chicken. He raised his head in horror and met the pair of dark eyes, cold as if they were from hell.