Fura sat on the edge of the bed, staring motionlessly ahead.

It's early in the morning, and for her, who has some cat blood, when people are asleep, it is the time when her spirit is at its most vigorous.

The faint light above her head reflected on her face, making her look a little more lazy.

Her long red hair hung down over her shoulders, contrasting with her wheat-colored skin, and she wore a lace skirt with a pair of cat ears on top of her head and a swaying tail behind her.

The tail flicked and snapped on the mattress.

Fura looked a little restless.

In fact, this chaotic mood has been bothering her for a long time.

The four summoned beasts, originally she was the most talented, after all, it was a miracle to be able to stand out among the cat people, a race that was called cowardly and timid, and become a master of boxing in one fell swoop.

Along the way, she will rush in every battle, punish the insect king, the tide of war beasts, I don't know how many war horse contributions she has made for Chen Feng.

But merit doesn't mean everything.

After such a long time, the other three summoned beasts have stepped into the silver peak, but she is still at the silver level, and her realm has not loosened a point.

It's like when she settled in Qiaodong that day, it was also relying on necromancers and bad demons to deter the conservative forces and make them dare not act rashly, but she stood aside like a pawn, and her effect was only to increase some momentum.

Bad demons, dark elves, necromancers, and even conservative rookies like Mr. Fang and Li Chiyu have all entered the peak, giving her a strong sense of oppression.

Strength!

For Furla, the most urgent thing for her at this time is how to improve her strength!

In the abyss, she went crazy to fight, challenging the demons and dark creatures around her, but the realm was like a rusty screw, and there was no sign of slackening.

When a person is desperate, he will give birth to many evil thoughts.

Sacrifice.

The god she believes in is a leader in the chaotic system, and her chaotic private life is even more powerful than her strength.

The Cat and the Dancing Goddess does not like the sacrifice of blood and life, on the contrary, she likes to see the sinking and depravity, the more upright and sacred the existence, the more lust and self-destruction will fall, the more she will be looked at and appreciated.

What could be more amazing in this world than the fall of a master of boxing?

The master of boxing is an existence at the same level as an ascetic, and the two have one thing in common, that is, they never like to use any weapons, and the period of exercising the physical body is originally a kind of tempering of the will.

These people are strong-willed, and for the sake of the righteousness in their hearts, they even dare to go toe-to-toe with the evil gods, which shows how strong their roots and bones have become.

Depraved.

For a master of boxing, this seems to be a taboo that will not be touched for the rest of his life.

But at this time, the hopes of the clansmen were all pinned on her alone, although Chen Feng didn't say anything, but Fula couldn't leave anything to chance.

She is Fura, the guardian of the Cat People.

She is decisive, self-reliant, and likes to take everything into her hands, both in the face of her enemies and in her own life.

If Fura wants to gain power, sacrifice is the only way.

And at this time, she already had her own sacrificial goal, which was ...... Chen Feng!

This is a question that Fra has been bothering about for a while.

There are two voices in your head, one is bewitching, you just made the choice of most people, just like the dark elves, make good use of your body, and you will not get the opportunity to sacrifice the insect king.

And the other voice is trying to block it, maybe something is wrong, and once you do, what is the difference between you and the delicate creatures you despise?

These voices were like two little Fura punching and fighting in their heads, but Dark Fura had the upper hand, especially after witnessing the conservative forces, Bright Fura was suppressed to the death.

Plans are underway.

In order to better complete the mission, Fura even captured a succubus in the abyss.

Compared to the small characters of worms and cowards, in the deserted wilderness, existence like succubi is extremely rare, and it took a lot of effort for Fura to capture it in the camp.

The purpose is, of course, to learn some necessary means through the other party.

The succubus was still in a state of panic, but after hearing Furla's request, he immediately became dedicated.

Next, there was a teaching in the extreme of spring, so that, from the beginning to the end, Fra's face was in red**.

And when the succubus was completely presumptuous, and a pair of jade hands climbed on Fura to teach, the latter reacted, and with a punch, he killed the poor mentor on the spot.

The proud kitten wouldn't let anyone know the secret, and from the beginning, she didn't think about letting the succubus out alive.

The dim light shone on little Fura's face, and she lowered her head, as if she was ready, and slowly stood up from the mattress.

One step, two steps.

There was no sound on the wooden floor, and the cat-people had soft mats, and as a natural assassin, she had the ability to walk silently.

One o'clock in the morning.

The time period when humans are asleep is also the moment when Fura is ready to implement the plan, she is ready for today, whether it is psychological, physical, and even clothes, she has changed into a human skirt, which is printed with some small patterns, and from the back, she looks like a fashionable girl.

Three steps, four steps.

She had already opened the door, and in front of her was Chen Feng's residence, at this time, she was like a brave man facing the demon duke, without fear, and went forward.

Start fast.

Hands, tongue.

Fura recalls the techniques taught by the succubus over and over again, she is a genius, no matter what she learns, she knows it all once, although she has no experience, but she has already memorized all these steps in her mind.

Five steps, six steps.

The temperature on her body began to rise, and even her cheeks became a little red, as if she had a cold, she wanted to turn around, but for the sake of her clan, she could only move forward!

Seven steps, eight steps.

Fura's legs even began to tremble, you know, in the dangerous environment of the abyss, she could even walk on her toes for a whole day, but at this time, it was only a few steps, but it seemed to have consumed all her strength, her breathing was heavier, and there were some traces of water on the beast's ears.

Nine steps, ten steps.

Her strength has been completely exhausted, and she will even collapse directly at any time, but fortunately, she is almost in front of Chen Feng's door, as long as she walks around another corner, she will see today's "sacrifice." ”

This is a crucial step.

There should be no hesitation, and Fura clenched her fists as if she were cheering herself on, and slowly walked towards the corner.

"Lulu ......"

"Lulu ......"

However, just as Fura walked around the corner, a thin figure was the first to meet her eyes.

It was a curly figure, no more than a meter, a long cloak that covered most of the body, revealing only a sweet face.

It seemed to be asleep, its eyes tightly closed, and even its throat was snoring faintly and inaudibly.

When Fura saw the figure in front of her, her pupils suddenly shrank into pintips.

Plans had changed and needed to be reformulated for a different time.

Although she was a little unwilling, Fura had to choose to give up.

The Bad Demon stopped her in her tracks.

This stock with the potential to become a god treats Chen Feng with a pathological dependence and maintenance, rashly disturbing the master's sleep, and it will not hesitate to kill the killer.

Fura didn't want to, when Chen Feng got up the next day, his wreckage was hanging on the bad demon's body.

A pair of resentful eyes looked at the door.

From good as ascending, from evil as collapsing.

The dark personality has taken over Phala's heart, and there is still a lot of time to spend with each other, and she can always wait until the sacrifice is alone.

"There will be a chance ......"

Fura comforted herself, and then her delicate figure slowly disappeared into the night.