Chapter 486: Don't Cook Fish

There was almost no resistance, and the sword was inserted into the chests of the guards in an instant, and the screams were endless,

Not only that, but these swords were castrated, and even spun, turning out of the big hole and falling to the ground.

The earth was dyed red with blood, and the smell of blood was overwhelming, making the eyes of the numb slave shine brightly.

"You, you, who are you?" the slave owner held his sword, the tip of which trembled, and slowly retreated as he looked at the scene in front of him.

The woman touched the cat, did not say a word, and approached the slave owner step by step.

"Don't, don't come here. The slave owner tightened his grip on the purse at his waist and pointed at the woman's sword, no longer trembling, but firm.

After the woman continued to take a step forward, the slave owner, who could not bear such a great pressure, stabbed her with a loud cry.

"Hmph", the woman snorted coldly, and in an instant the one who fell to the ground flew over and forced the slave owner.

Although it was the slave owner's hand that moved first, his movements were too slow in the eyes of the woman.

Without waiting for the sword to stab the woman, the dense sword had already surrounded the slave owner, and the cold light made the slave owner sweat like rain.

However, these swords only surrounded the slave owner and made it difficult for him to move, but they did not hurt him in the slightest.

The swords stopped there out of thin air, surrounded by three layers inside and out.

The woman stepped into this space of swords, and the swords retreated on their own, as if the swords had spirits, and she was their king.

Bypassing the slave owner, the woman walked to the shed where the slave owner had just rested, and picked up a jar of wine.

"A hundred years of Shaoxing, good wine. The woman sniffed at the mouth of the jar, poured a bowl and handed it to the cat.

The white cat, which was lazy in her arms, immediately became energetic and licked the wine.

There were also three bowls beside it, and the woman carried the wine jar and poured it for each of them.

"Ten thousand years ago, if it weren't for you scum, the human race would not have been defeated so badly. The woman said softly.

She looked at the slave owner, but her hand had eyes, and when the wine was full, she left on her own and filled another bowl.

When the three bowls were full, she picked up one and slowly poured it to the ground, "This bowl, holy one." ”

Continue pouring the second bowl, "This bowl, the one who kills the gods." ”

Picking up the last bowl, the woman gently pushed the mask up, revealing her delicate chin, "This bowl, respect death." ”

As soon as the words fell, the sword that surrounded the slave owner fell and plunged into the slave master's body.

The blood carried the minced meat, like a balloon that had been burst, burst in an instant, and landed on the robe that the woman was dragging on the ground.

After a bowl of wine and a "snap" on the table, the swords disappeared out of thin air.

As for the slave owner, there was not even a single intact bone left.

The numb eyes of the surviving slaves had been replaced by frightened looks.

Only the beautiful female slave, whose eyes radiated a happy, bloodthirsty and burning light.

The white cat jumped out of her arms, threw herself on the jar, and poked her head in.

The woman ignored it, turned to scan the slaves, "Excuse me, ask, who knows the direction of Yangzhou City?"

The slaves did not dare to meet her gaze, and certainly did not dare to reply.

The woman asked again, and the slave woman stood up and pointed to the south, "In that direction, five days' footsteps." ”

The little monster glanced back at Monk Hai, didn't you say that it was in the northwest, why did you run to the south?

Monk Hai pretended not to see it, raised his head and looked elsewhere.

"Thank you. The woman thanked her coldly and turned to pick up the white cat.

The white cat was only outside at this time, and his whole body was stuffed into the wine jar.

In desperation, the woman pinched her tail and lifted it up.

"Meow~" The white cat protested, grabbing the jar with its front paws and not losing it, and only had to let go after pulling the jar down.

The bones of the jar fell to the ground and shattered, but there were not a few drops of wine in it.

However, even these few drops are greedy, which shows how much this cat is addicted to alcohol.

As indifferent as when she came, the woman dragged the big red robe and slowly went south.

As she passed by the bushes where the little monster was hiding, the woman glanced casually.

It was this glance, the eyes were like swords, cold to the bone, so that the three monsters didn't dare to move.

It wasn't until the woman's figure disappeared for a long time that the three youkai recovered.

When they saw the slave woman standing still, they hesitated and chased her in the direction she had left.

Leaving many slaves in place at a loss.

They have become accustomed to being slaves, accustomed to living in a humble life driven by the whip.

Now the much-asked freedom has come suddenly, and they are at a loss.

It shows that habit is a terrible thing.

"Hey", Monk Hai patted the cat-faced monster on the shoulder and pointed to the dazed slaves in the field, "You can go and catch the slaves now." ”

"No, I've changed my mind. The cat-faced monster said solemnly, "I want to be a slave, the slave of the white girl." ”

With that, the cat-faced monster turned around and ran south, and the monk Liuhai and the little monster glanced at each other and caught up.

"Wait for us. The little monster and the sea monk rushed out of the woods, and shouted when they saw the cat-faced monster stop.

"What kind of demon are you, kid, running so fast. Monk Hai gasped and said.

"Guess?" the cat-faced monster looked left and right, but there was no white cat in sight.

After saying a word, it lightly went up to the tree next to it, but when it reached the treetop, the figure of the woman was still nowhere to be seen.

"It's definitely not a cat demon, if you do, you won't be ashamed. Monk Hai said confidently.

"Meow you mother, who is shameless, be careful that I scratch your head. The cat-faced monster who jumped off said, flashing its claws by the way.

"You've got sharp claws, you're powerful. Monk Hai took a step back and muttered, "If you have the ability, you will be arrogant when you get to the sea." ”

Seeing that the cat's face was still looking around, the little monster said: "I guess I've gone far, but don't be discouraged, we can go to Yangzhou to find it." ”

As soon as the cat-faced monster heard that it made sense, he followed the little monster on the road.

The woman in red had gone far by the time they searched, stopping at night by a small river to rest.

She lit a campfire and watched as the white cat swung its tail from side to side on the water.

The fish in the creek are more ferocious, and when they see something swinging on the water, they quickly pounce on it.

The white cat took advantage of this opportunity, and its claws were instantly swung out, and its sharp nails hung directly on the fish.

Without waiting for the fish to toss desperately, he has already thrown his paws to the campfire.

Seeing it rising, the woman said, "It's almost there, if there's a leftover fish, be careful that I castrate you." ”

The white cat shuddered, and missed for the first time.

Ignoring his remorse, he obediently went to the campfire to prepare to enjoy his feast.

The white cat purred pleasantly and looked at its owner with pity.

It's really strange that there is a family rule in the world that you are not allowed to eat fish, and the owner is too pitiful.

At this time, the woman in red had already changed her outfit, wearing a neutral dress and a scholar's hair.

The mask was also retracted, revealing a face that was unremarkable, but after looking at it for a long time, beauty flowed out.

The white cat lowered its head and licked a bite of the fish, and was just about to enjoy it, when its ears twitched, and it looked up at the shadow of a lonely tree not far away.

A black cat jumped out of there, quickly ran towards the campfire, and became a man in black as it approached.

"City Lord. The man arched his hand and said, "The rest of my life has been investigated." ”

"His surname is Yu ......"

"Nonsense. ”

The man smiled embarrassedly, "He was originally the shopkeeper of an inn, by the way, the inn also has a rule of not cooking fish dishes." ”

"Don't you cook fish?" the woman muttered for a long time, then said contemptuously, "I want to see your new toy." ”