Chapter Seventy-Five: Feel Free, Feel Free
Huang Mo hurriedly leaned closer, smelled the smell of blood in the wind, she was shocked, grabbed her neck, turned around and ran outside, it seemed that she could hear the sound of officials everywhere screaming and drinking in order to catch cats, thinking that this prefect's mansion could not stay for a long time, so she also let it out, this kitten was much smaller than her, it looked thin and dirty, and her hair was all knotted in one place, plus with an unknown injury, from the smell of blood in the wind, this injury must have been in danger of hanging by a thread, If she hadn't come to save this little guy today, this kitten would definitely not survive today. She couldn't help but think about the situation, and Huang Mo jumped out.
Qing Yue searched around outside but couldn't find the slightest clue about the cat demon, this situation is two, one is that the monster has left Qingfeng City, and the other is that this demon is seriously injured, so he hides his breath. To be on the safe side, he was determined to make the second a priority to exclude. He pursued all the way, and suddenly smelled a unique smell of forest pine resin in the air, although the smell was very light, he remembered that there was only one kind of monster with such a smell, but this kind of monster has been mixed in the depths of the inaccessible dense forest, but it should not appear here in the sea of people.
Could it be ...... He frowned slightly, turned around and ran towards the prefect's mansion.
He had something to be sure.
If this is what he thinks, then there is still something hidden in this matter.
ran for dozens of miles all the way, but because the target was too big, he still couldn't get rid of the fate of being chased and killed. Huang Mo was determined to rescue the kitten, and passed by the dusty village from the noisy city, and finally found a good place to hide in the depths of the forest. The giant tree here had withered, and the roots under her feet had rotted and hollowed out a hole, and she skillfully tore off the branches to cover the hole, and saw the villagers with scythes in front of her, who were carried away by anger, ran in front of her one by one, and finally wiped the cold sweat from her head. Only after realizing it did I realize that I seemed to have a hot brain and did something that had done something to my master and brother.
If Master and Senior Brother Qingyue come back and see that she is not there, how can they go to find her?
When she found her, how could she explain that she let go of a group of officials and caught a cage of cats.
Even if the prefect sees Shushan's face and does not blame her, and this kitten, how can she secretly Chen Cang take this child back for treatment?
After thinking about it, she felt that although her decision was correct at her level, it limited Master and Qingyue to the land of injustice, obviously these people were determined to do it with all the cats in the world, and they could only hope that Senior Brother Qingyue would be able to recover the cat demon that caused disaster to the world as soon as possible.
Huang Mo turned his head to look at the kitten who had fallen into a coma, and saw that the wound on her back was indeed serious. In my heart, I feel that these servants are really making a fuss, abusing living beings like this, but they will be cursed with anger by the seven generations of the cat clan. This kitten is very psychic, maybe a good seedling for cultivation, although it is still not as smart as her ice and snow, but she really can't fold a kitten with wisdom roots that the cat clan can finally give birth to.
Huang Mo got some water from the river in the distance and used his tongue to clean her wounds.
As soon as her tongue touched the wound, for some reason she felt that in addition to the smell of blood, there was also a strange and obscure taste, and she didn't care about it, she just cared about cleaning it up quickly.
Huang Mo gave her another pill, but fortunately, Shushan has never lacked these pills for recuperation in order to dance knives and guns at every turn, and the recovery speed is beyond the reach of other pills. Senior Brother Qingyue took precautions and stuffed a bottle in her arms to prevent any danger on the road. They are enough to protect themselves, but Huang Mo is not necessarily, at that time, she still gritted her teeth for a long time in response to his underestimation of her remarks, but now she feels that her senior brother is really a charcoal in the snow, and she is grateful.
But the smell of blood filled her body, and it seemed to make her grateful and a little restless. It's not that she's afraid or doesn't like blood, she wants more, and there's something in her heart that keeps clamoring, like a skinny woman lying on the bed with thousands of hooks and thousands of hooks, and this claw scratches her heart.
Huang Mo hurriedly swallowed the sherb next to her, and she almost climbed the fairy mountain with a white eye, before she suppressed the bloody taste in her mouth.
Jun Carp slowly paced around, covering his figure silently from the tide of the sea of people, he stood quietly in place, flowing from the sky to the five senses into the Hanhai, it was the bitterness, joy and hatred of the people, and then the world changed, the fragrance was filthy, and the world was discolored. And the river flows backwards, the golden crow sinks, and everything is phaseless. Heaven and earth are vast, how can we perceive the subtlety of the Qiankun eye, the artifact is the core of heaven and earth, and all things are born, and its importance is self-evident. This is a wonderful image, and why is it felt? Close your eyes and perceive the four directions, only the orient is slightly hidden half of the mystery, if you explore, there must be a glimpse of the universe.
However, these are all things that he can't relax to confirm.
At the steep end of the high clouds on that day, the Emperor of Heaven occupied a chess piece, and the black jade fell coldly on the stone plate, making a pleasant and poignant long groan that was almost broken, and the staggered chess surface seemed to be disturbed by a clear spring, rippling and rippling, and the water stopped in front of his eyes. The Emperor of Heaven raised his sleeves and looked at Jun Li with a pair of eyes through the mask. The cold dish is the inky sky when the yin and yang are intertwined, the bright starry sky on the chess game, those chess pieces are even a star that is thrown in his hand, he divides the sky into a regular and tight chessboard, the stars are chess but only press on the four corners, and the rest of the chess pieces are scattered and disorganized.
It's chess and it's not chess, it's a game and it's not a game.
"You don't know how to play chess at all." Jun Carp raised his eyes and said unceremoniously.
The Emperor of Heaven took his hand and smiled at Jun Li: "I don't like to follow the rules set for me by others, the rules of this world should be set by me. ”
"There are no rules, how do you take the next step?"
"Take it easy, feel free to do it." He calmly threw the chess pieces up and fell back into the palm of his hand: "There is one in three hundred and sixty chess pieces, and nineteen horizontal and vertical, you will see where you close your eyes, and you will land the chess pieces, so why do you have to pay attention to one or two." You've been in seclusion for so long, but you've even become pedantic in your brain? ”
Jun Carp's fingertips pinched the chess pieces, and their fingertips turned white.