Jiang Ting gently put down the diary and looked at Chu Yuli, who sighed softly: "What a poor little girl." ”

"Meow-"

A short meow sounded, and the two looked up, only to see a gray cat with withered hair and an emaciated body squatting not far away, looking at them.

"yes, quite a poor little girl." Jiang Ting also sighed slightly, stepped forward, and touched the gray cat's head, the gray cat did not dodge, but there was a little more indifference in his eyes.

"So." Jiang Ting took a few steps back, he paused, folded the notebook and put it away, "Let's wrap it up." ”

He looked at the gray cat with a very serious expression.

Chu Yuli opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she couldn't say a word, so she had to nod.

When he looked through the diary, Jiang Ting had a guess, and when the cat appeared in front of him, he had the answer in his heart.

At first, he thought it was a diary recorded by a "person".

On the last page, he suspected that the owner of the diary was a ghost.

And now, he knows, the owner of the diary, is a cat.

A cat who was abandoned by "Mom and Dad", suffered a lot of abuse, and was finally pushed down from the fifth floor and turned into a ghost.

Taking September 11 as the dividing line, before September 11, it was ostracized by humans, and after September 11, it recorded its experience of contact with the original cat of Sakura Middle School.

"If you want to abandon it in the end, why adopt it in the first place?" Jiang Ting shook his head, the divine gold dagger was across his chest, and his body arched slightly.

"I'm sorry little girl, although I hate the humans who have abandoned me as much as you do, but you have to let me go." Jiang Ting looked into the gray cat's eyes and said seriously, "Because there are many good people who are worth saving." ”

The gray cat didn't respond, it walked to the door, facing Jiang Ting, its back arched.

As a former feline, it has shown its attitude with its movements.

Chu Yuli stood beside Jiang Ting, the golden folding fan opened, and a faint light emanated from the folding fan.

It would be more appropriate to face this ghost thing, or call it a monster, and she was ready for battle.

The gray cat looked up and let out a silent howl.

As if a sharp steel knife tore through the scalp, pried open the back of the skull, and drilled into it fiercely, the sharp pain hit, Jiang Ting's face suddenly turned pale, and he grabbed the chair beside him with one hand to maintain his figure.

Chu Yuli's face also changed, and her resentment turned into huge mental pressure, like nails nailed to the back of her head, she gritted her teeth and raised a pair of slender legs, and kicked the table in front of her.

With a bang, the table flew away and smashed into the gray cat, which jumped lightly and deftly avoided it, but the silent shrill howl also stopped.

Jiang Ting rubbed his temples a few times, lifted the dagger and rushed over, and at the same time, his clothes were bulging, urging the qi and blood in his body to the extreme.

At this stage, qi and blood are the only means for martial artists to deal with these ghosts.

Martial arts masters who have cultivated profoundly, their body qi and blood are like rainbows, extremely vigorous, and ordinary ghosts will be scattered at the slightest contact.

However, this refers to the kind of big guy who has been working hard since he was a child and practicing internal skills, such as Luo Bingwang.

Jiang Ting, as a halfway monk, who had only rushed to the realm of a martial arts grandmaster with a jar of elixir that had not expired for a few days, was panicked at the moment.

What if this cat demon smells the smell of his own qi and blood, his eyes light up, and he shouts ten catties again?

However, the situation in front of him did not allow him to think wildly, Jiang Ting gathered his spirit, waved the dagger, and stabbed at the cat demon.

He could feel a warm current flowing through his body, bursting from his heart and rushing to his limbs.

A kind of heat gushes out of the body uncontrollably and dissipates to the surroundings.

In his hand, the divine golden dagger was shining brightly, and it seemed that some kind of divine material contained in it was affected and had some kind of change.

With a "bang", as if some substance had broken through the air, the front end of the palm-sized divine gold dagger was suddenly extended, and a blade composed of light appeared in front of him.

"This ......" Jiang Ting was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the dagger of King Luo Bing could be turned into a laser sword......

However, this light blade was not condensed, it continued to swallow light in Jiang Ting's hands, and it seemed that it could collapse at any time.

But Jiang Ting didn't have time to think about this, he waved the Divine Gold Dagger and slashed straight at the gray cat!

The gray cat whined, as if ordered by a majestic king, and several ghosts flew out of its body and slaughtered in the direction of Jiang Ting.

The ghost's body was illusory, and he couldn't see his face clearly, Jiang Ting was fearless, and raised his dagger to shake it.

"Have you reached the realm of qi and blood release?" Not far away, Chu Yuli's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, obviously seeing the clues.

The dagger in the other party's hand is not extraordinary, but it has other requirements for the realm, only if you can control your own qi and blood and enter the realm of qi and blood release, can you urge the true power of this dagger.

Chu Yuli didn't think too much, a golden folding fan appeared in her hand, and a layer of golden light covered it, rushing towards the gray cat.

From Jiang Ting rushing towards the gray cat to the divine golden dagger spouting its edge, the gray cat released a ghost, everything happened between the lightning and flint, and at this moment, the two collided together!

With a "snort", as soon as the light blade touched the ghost, it melted the ghost's body like hot oil pouring snow.

The ghost let out a terrible scream, piercing people's eardrums, but Jiang Ting's spirit was lifted - this light blade can cause damage to the ghost!

The flow of qi and blood in Jiang Ting's body is like a great river, surging like a great river, washing the meridians in his body, his heart is divided into two purposes, controlling the flow of qi and blood in his body, but the light blade in his hand is more condensed.

Chu Yuli's body shook, approached, raised the golden folding fan, and hit the gray cat's head.

The gray cat raised its head, but with a mocking smile on its face, as Chu Yuli's folding fan fell, the gray cat's body turned into a shattered shadow.

"Vision?" Chu Yuli frowned, and suddenly, the cold hair on her neck stood on end, and she almost subconsciously lowered her head.

A black thread sliced through her hair band from above, and her waist-length hair fell down.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chu Yuli withdrew and came to a safe area.

She looked up ahead, and the gray cat was crouching on the podium, licking its paws absently.

Fang Cai's deadly black thread was released from its claws.

On the other side, Jiang Ting had already settled the battle, and the ghost shadow turned into green smoke and completely dissipated.

The gray cat shook its body, raised its claws, and descended.

Five slender and dangerous black lines flew out, emitting black light, compressing the surrounding space and strangling towards Jiang Ting and the others.

Jiang Ting's body took a step forward, and the divine golden dagger in his hand exuded light, which was extremely solid.

"Boom!"

The divine gold dagger collided with the black line, bursting out a large cloud of sparks, and the light blade was like a real thing, and a small gap appeared.

However, in the next moment, Jiang Ting urged his qi and blood, and the gap was restored, and the light blade expanded again.

Chu Yuli stood beside Jiang Ting, holding a golden folding fan and closing it, blocking a black line, and then flipping her wrist to shake the other black line.