Chapter 442: The Cat Master has never been cowardly
In the Vilclid Church, the current Pope Flocktu's face was full of disappointment and anxiety, today is less than two days left before the Light Trial, but there is no news from the Morok Kingdom to visit the Light Empire.
"Are you really the Pope? What about your great prophecy? I remember that this is something that every pope has to learn, why can't you even make a fart when you come here? The eight-winged angel Anse El drank red wine, which he liked very much.
"Yes, yes, yes, I'm confused! I'll prophesy right away. "It's time for the Pope to remember that he still has such a trick, which he used once more than a hundred years ago, but he was not the pope at that time.
I saw him take out a pair of turtle shells and throw them in the air, and then pointed at him with one hand, and a bright milky white band of light floated out of his fingers and entered the turtle shell, and he quickly closed his eyes.
saw a small courtyard, and also saw Wang Erhu lying in the small courtyard, when he wanted to take a closer look, Wang Erhu suddenly opened his eyes, and then snorted coldly, the Pope's peep immediately retreated, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Ahem, damn it, Wang Erhu, you dare to harm me." The Pope was so angry that his face turned black, and he had just vomited blood, and the whole person was several years old.
"Hehe, it's really a long insight, your blood is so gorgeous, and the Great Prophecy Technique is really a failure when it reaches you." Ansel's face was full of sarcasm, with a sneer on his face, he originally just mentioned it, but he didn't expect him to actually use prophecy, but the effect was too bad, not as good as him!
"The Great Prophecy Technique comes at the cost of the caster's life, and this time it has taken me at least a few decades of life, and the Lord of War is too much to say." The Pope wiped his mouth hatefully, in order to get this angel down, he paid a great price, but he didn't expect that it was actually an angel who could only sneer and sneer.
"Excessive? That's because you haven't seen anything more excessive, what? Would you like to try the power of judgment of this god of war? "Anse El has a deep aversion to all creatures in the Nether, as if they were filthy.
"Hmph, I serve the God of Light, not a dog under him, if you dare to touch me, you will be sent to the judgment seat, do you dare?" The Pope has long been impatient with the new god of war,
It's the ultimate to endure now, I originally thought that everyone was serving the same master, no matter how you say it, you can't tear your face, otherwise things will be difficult to do in the future.
But what he didn't expect was that he acted recklessly, relying on his cultivation and identity, harmed a lot of saints, and even forcibly entered the treasure house of the Holy See, and swept away a lot of resources, which are the resources that the Holy See has been collecting since its establishment! It's gone. Looking for him to get it, he has become a pixiu who can only enter and leave, and the birds do not bird him.
"No, you're that guy's dog, but I'm not, I'm just an ally with whom he has an interest." The eight-winged angel Ansel was not angry, not even angry, the Pope's words were like farts, they just sounded, but they had no effect at all.
"Hmph, I will report all your actions to the Lord, and I hope you can withstand his wrath." The Pope snorted coldly, and then turned around and left directly, and he lost his lifespan for decades all of a sudden, and no one could stand it, even if he had a lot of lifespan, he couldn't stand such consumption!
"Well, why did Achud choose such a thing as a spokesperson, isn't this staining his reputation?" Anse El took a leisurely sip of wine, his face full of disdain, they hadn't been in contact with the Nether for a long time, but they didn't expect the Nether to have become like this, it was really unexpected! It seems that after going back, I can reconsider reopening the angel's door.
And in a small courtyard in the imperial capital, Wang Erhu searched around with his divine sense with some suspicion, and even didn't let go of every corner of the room, but found nothing at all except strangled a few bold mice.
"Strange, I'm sure I've been spied on, but why Mao hasn't found anyone?" Wang Erhu was a little confused, what is this?
"Little Tiger, what are you doing? Spilled my ink and damaged my papers. Xie Yuhan ran out angrily with a document stained with ink, she was just settling accounts, but Wang Erhu's divine sense ran over and made trouble, knocking over its ink.
"Uh, what, didn't I just want to see if you could help?" Wang Erhu was a little weak-hearted, just now his consciousness was deviated, so he knocked over the ink, the key is that he saw an indescribable picture, and then he overturned it with a thrill, but such an uncalm thing can't be said, otherwise he will be pulled out of his ears.
"How do I think you're not right?" Xie Yuhan glanced around a little suspiciously, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a little tiger ready to move, and immediately threw away the documents in his hand with a wicked smile, and sat directly on Wang Erhu's stomach.
"Little Tiger, I suddenly miss you so much! I really want to think about it. Xie Yuhan laughed and lay on Wang Erhu's body, rubbing his face with his own face.
Wang Erhu's body reaction came instantly, how can this be endured, absolutely not, we have never been afraid of standing and peeing. Wang Erhu hugged her directly and disappeared.
This Ah Bao happened to come over with tea, but he didn't see Wang Erhu's people, so he had to enter Xie Yuhan's room, only to find a mess all over the table, and he was startled for a moment, threw the tea, took the knife, and then looked around, he thought that there was a thief in the house, and he looked around violently, and found a cat lying on the case.
"It's you! Really, naughty doesn't carry this, that ink is very expensive. Ah Bao directly picked it up and threw it outside the door, although this cat is a treasure in the eyes of Wang Erhu's family, but in his opinion it is a grass, there are many cats on the grassland, and the meat is also very chewy, unlike those domestic cats in the city, there is no tendon at all, and even some fat, fat cats are not delicious.
"Shrimp?" Garfield was thrown out in such a daze that he didn't even give it a chance to react.
"Stay out and don't come in, lest you make trouble again." Ah Bao said angrily, this fat cat is really underbeaten, and he actually bared his teeth at him.
After Garfield reacted, he realized that he was thrown out by Po, and he was so angry that he grinned in anger. Where can I endure this? Forget about throwing yourself out, you can't even let it in, what is that? Is the New Kid planning to rebel? Where is his position as the master, he can be pry at will, a mere prince of the prairie, and dare to throw him out, it is simply impatient.
"Hehe, little fat cat, it seems that you are not convinced?" Po walked out, grabbed a broom, and prepared to teach Garfield a hard lesson.
"Meow, boy, it's really the first time I've seen someone dare to be so arrogant in front of the cat, come on, let the cat see you...... Meow, meow...... Stop, meow ......" Garfield's words were not finished when Po's broom was ushered in, interrupting its chirping.
"Hehe, little fat cat, how does the broom smell?" Abaole has been using a broom to drive Garfield away, this cat is always going to work hard with him when he has nothing to do, and it's normal to make trouble.
"Meow, you, stop, meow, you, you, come again." Garfield took several brooms, and finally couldn't help it, jumped up directly, stepped along the wall a few times, and then slipped away.
"Well, this is called a person who knows the times as Junjie, just run away, lest I have to boil water and make soup at night." Abaole said hehehe, he didn't really want to catch Garfield, the most important thing is that Garfield was too bad.
It's just that he underestimated the bottom line of this cheap cat, can the master who survived in the hands of Xiaohan Xiaoru and a few of them and still keep making trouble be an ordinary cat?
No, it spared a corner, the cat was under a pillar, its eyes were rolling, waiting for the time to strike, for him, escape was just a strategic shift, and the real back hand was still looking at the time of the meeting.
Bao carried the water with a rag, and carefully wiped the ink on the table, he liked the smell of this room very much, not only the smell of ink, but also the faint smell of books, which smelled good and made people feel happy.
It was at this moment that Garfield took advantage of the fact that he was crouching down to wipe the ground, and directly pounced on him, gave him a claw fiercely, and knocked him over directly.
"Hmph, big fat man, do you know how powerful the cat master is? Tell you, the cat master has learned, not that you can provoke a little panda casually? Garfield put his offensive stance out of the way, this is Yongchun's starting style, and it still looks quite powerful, of course, this has to ignore the fat on his body.
"Little fat cat, it's pretty powerful, it hurts!" Ah Bao realized at this time that none of these creatures in Wang Erhu's house could be provoked casually, and a cat could knock him away with a slap, so what about the others?
"It's good to know how powerful the cat master is, come, come here!" Garfield stretched out his little paw and hooked it defiantly at Po, typical arrogance and not afraid of death.
"Hehe, you really dare to move your claws! Look at the hit. Po rushed up directly with a broom.
"Come on, come on, the cat master has never been cowardly." Garfield rushed forward and fought Po.
The more the two fought, the whole house was scattered, and many precious things were broken......