The participants who came to Wangcheng to participate in the finals of the world's first cat fighting conference all showed their participation cards to the perfect planting general, and then left the encirclement with the cat.

The mimosage man also stood outside the encirclement with Simon Satoshi in his arms, and they all knew that they had escaped this catastrophe.

However, Simon Satoshi was very angry in his heart, because when the mimoscada man showed the participation card to the perfect planting general, the general also patted his cat head a few times.

As for the other participating cats, the perfect planting generals did not touch them.

Maybe the other cats who came to participate in the finals of the world's first cat fighting conference looked more fierce, and Simon Cong, the green-haired cat, looked easier to bully.

"Can I my head as you please?"

"Shame on that woman, masturbation, what are you a man masturbating, dead pervert."

"My head can only be stroked by women, and they are more comfortable."

"Also, you stupid generals have let us go, even if you find death, you can't find the two perfect planters of one man and one woman who mixed in."

After Ximen Satoshi finished complaining, he continued to prick up his ears, ready to continue to get information from the questions and answers of the Perfect Planter General and the other Perfect Planters.

Then the Perfect Planter General began to ask the Perfect Planters to explain their reasons for coming to the Royal City, and he still asked a question to each of the Perfect Planters who had finished speaking.

After all the questions and answers are completed, the perfect planter with no suspicious points will be released from the encirclement of the soldiers.

In this way, there are a few more perfect planters outside the encirclement.

The Perfect Planter General saw that there were already a lot of Perfect Planters outside the encirclement of the soldiers.

He felt that the suspicion of the perfect plant standing outside the encirclement had been ruled out.

So he waved his hand at the perfect planter outside the encirclement.

This means that they can leave first.

"That's what got us going? A fool general is a fool general, high, really high. ”

"However, I still want to hear more questions and answers between this perfect planting general and those perfect planting people."

"I just learned a lot of information, and I was worried about where to get it before I came to Wangcheng."

"It's very dangerous if I don't get the information I want in the right way."

"Who knows, when I was dozing, I happened to have a pillow, and the foolish general still did something good."

"Forget it, getting out is the most important thing now, I know a lot of information now, and it's worth being satisfied."

Simon Cong was so dark that he was relieved at this time.

Perfect Ueto, who had left the encirclement of the soldiers, also knew what this general meant, and they all began to walk towards one of the exits of the city wall.

The mimoscad man also walked with Simon Satoshi in her arms, and her steps were much lighter, reflecting the joy of her mood.

At the exit from the wall was a staircase, and next to the staircase stood two Perfect Planters, dressed in the same outfit as the soldiers.

Simon Satoshi was held by the mimostry man and walked up this downward staircase,

He looked down with a cat's eye, and saw that he couldn't see the bottom of the wall, and that there was a black staircase underneath, spiraling continuously.

"How high are the walls of this royal city?"

Simon asked to himself, but no matter how long he had to walk the stairs, he didn't think he would feel tired.

Because he is now being held in the arms of the mimostry man, he feels that he can lie comfortably and elegantly, lying on his stomach, leisurely watching the mimostry man tired and out of breath.

He also spotted his cheap cat brothers, Elvis, White Shadow, and Black Steel.

He just saw them in a hurry in the crowd, because he was far away from him, so he couldn't communicate with them.

The mimostry man walked down the black staircase for a long time, and there were endless black stairs below.

She had been thrown behind by the group of perfect planters who had just walked together, and she simply stopped, breaking the jar and breaking it.

She sat down on the black steps and took Satoshi from her arms and placed her beside her.

"I can't do it anymore, I can't hold on anymore, let's rest for a while."

The mimoscad man saw that there was no other perfect planter in sight up and down the black steps, so he opened his mouth to say to Satoshi Ximen.

"Well, if you're tired, just rest, I'm tired too, and I'll rest for a while."

Satoshi Seomon lay flat on a black step and replied.

"You dead cat, I walked with you in my arms, you didn't even take a step, are you tired?"

The mimoscad rolled his eyes and said disapprehantly.

"Am I to blame? When you held me, I was caught in the ribs and bones of your arms. ”

"And this black staircase is still down, and every step you take, I'm going to be hit by your bones."

"Not only are you uncomfortable with me, but you don't have any cushion in your arms."

"I was held in your arms by you and moved with your body, making me uncomfortable."

"You woman has no skills, hey."

"There's also skill in holding a cat, right? Excuse me to clip a little professionally. ”

Lying on the black steps, Satoshi Saimon also expressed his own displeasure.

As he spoke, he rubbed his cat body with his limbs.

Although he was held all the way down the steps by the mimosa man in his arms, the mimosaki man's arms were not big or soft.

He was hurt by the mimosaki man's bones, which was completely different from the comfort he had imagined to be carried down the black staircase by the mimoscad.

When the mimostry man heard that Simon not only didn't thank him for holding him all the way, but also complained about himself, he suddenly stood up angrily.

"You dead cat, go down the road yourself."

"You just kneel down and beg me, call me grandma, and I won't carry you down the stairs anymore, huh."

After the mimosage man finished speaking, he turned his head away, leaving Simon Satoshi with a back.

Simon Satoshi felt the angry glow in the mimosque's body, and he was also a little weak.

Because he is now a green-haired cat after all, many things still have to be achieved through "copulation" and "mating" with mimosques.

"Communication" is the communication between the two, and "matching" is the cooperation between the two.

Communication and cooperation were very important to their wanted pair, a man and a woman.

Now that the mimosa is angry, there will definitely be problems with the communication and cooperation between them.

When communication and cooperation fail, their ability to turn the tide in a crisis is diminished.

"No, no, no, communication and cooperation between us are very important."

"Otherwise, our danger in the royal city will increase greatly."

"I'd better coax her."

Simon Cong softened in his heart, wanting to coax the mimosa man so that she could continue to have good communication and cooperation with himself.

"Well, shame, I was just kidding you."

"You know I like to joke with you."

"What I just said was a joke."

"Actually, you clamp me, it's very good, I'm very comfortable, comfortable and want to be caught by you."

"Don't be angry, I was wrong."

"Now you should continue to walk with your arms and ribs in your arms, and I'll give you a thump on the shoulder."

After Simon Satoshi finished speaking, he still felt that words alone could not impress women.

So he stood upright and lay his forelegs on the mimosaki's shoulders.

He was lying on the mimosa man's shoulders with his two forelimbs, still rubbing together one by one.

This action is as if massaging the mimosque's shoulder.

"Fuck off, don't touch me."

The mimoscad man hadn't lost his breath yet, and pushed Simon Satoshi away at once, continuing to be angry.

"Why is this woman so angry, today?"

"Is it a bad day today?"

Satoshi looked up into space and found that the sky was still cloudless, orange for thousands of miles.

The giant sphere of the Orange Ascension hung in the sky, occupying a large part of his line of sight.

"It's a good day, it's a good day."

"Then why is she so angry?"

Simon couldn't figure it out, and he didn't dare to continue talking to the mimoscad.

Because now he felt the heat around him, even more than just now.

The fiery sensation was the result of the anger in the mimosque's body.

"Hey."

Ximen Cong sighed lightly in his heart, he had no choice but to continue to lie on the black steps and look helplessly at the mimosa man.