Foot.

A very gorgeous carriage drove slowly, and in the car, a handsome young man in black sat quietly with his eyes down.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes slightly, and his deep eyes leaked a sharp light—

Well?

Demonic?

Most people panicked when they found out that there were youkai around them, but the young man in black just glanced down at the sword at his side and closed his eyes no longer paying attention.

It seems that when they meet on a narrow road, it is not him who should be afraid, but a demon.

"Lord Wang, there's an injured kitten at the intersection ahead—"

The guards were outside.

Murong Li, a young man in black, lifted his eyes, and his thin lips were slightly hooked.

It's a cat...... Or is it a cat demon?

His bony fingers gently lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the little white cat in front of him who was blocking the way.

The kitten's hair is long and fluffy, lying there like a soft snowball, with a pair of blue and clear round cat pupils, which can be called the best among cats and a beautiful face in the prosperous world.

At this moment, the kitten turned over with difficulty, revealing its blood-stained belly, and it looked at the carriage with tears in its eyes and meowed, as if it was crying for help.

Murong Li looked at the beautiful cat pupils stained with tears for a moment, and under its expectant gaze, he ordered the guards, "Dig a pit and bury it." ”

“……”

The little white cat Meow Seventeen, who pretended to be injured and wanted to touch the porcelain prince, was shocked.

Looking at the handsome young man, she was dumbfounded.

Aren't you, still human?

I'm still alive, and you're going to let people bury me, what about human nature!

The guards next to the carriage also seemed to be shocked, and hesitated and said, "Lord Wang, this cat is not dead yet......"

Murong Li said lightly, "Well, I'm not dead, but it's almost there." ”

He evoked a wicked smile, "How could it be saved with such a serious wound in the abdomen and so much blood?" Tsk, it's not a cat demon, it has nine lives-"

“……”

Meow Seventeen's back stiffened, hey, what kind of cat demon are you talking about, I'm so scared that I almost thought you saw through my identity!

Seeing that one of the guards had dismounted, looking like she was really going to dig a pit, she turned her head in despair to look at the grass not far away.

Thirteenth brother, come to the rescue, if you don't come, your sister will be buried alive by this cold-faced and black-hearted prince!

The next moment, the grass was pushed away, and a half-grown teenager came out of it, running in this direction and roaring: "Okay, you damn cat! You're here! ”

Murong Li raised his eyes to look at the young man who was rushing over, and a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth.

Tsk, this king said that why is the demonic aura so strong here, it turns out that in addition to a small one, there is also a big one......

Let's see what you want to do.

The guards in front of the carriage drew their swords and shouted angrily, "Who is coming! ”

The young man pretended to be panicked, pointed to the little white cat on the ground and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, this cat swallowed the pearl that I had saved up so much, and I was about to slaughter it and take out the pearl, but who expected it to be so cunning that it broke free from my hand and ran so far away." ”

He tentatively walked to the front and picked up the little white cat on the ground, and smiled flatteringly at the guards, "The villain will take it back!" ”

The little white cat struggled and wailed in fright.

He lowered his head and stared at the little white cat viciously, with a hideous face, "You little brute! Forget it if you eat my pearls, and it will cause me to run so far, and I will have to skin you and stew your meat when I go back! ”

He turned around and grinned triumphantly with the little white cat in his hand—

Three......

Two......

Before he could count to one, he heard the magnetic and pleasant voice of the little prince behind him, "Wait." ”

He lowered his head and exchanged a finished look with the little white cat, and then pretended to look back at the carriage blankly, "Are you calling me, noble?" ”

Murong Li's gaze swept over this person and a cat, then raised his hand, and pointed at it, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, the big knife on the waist of the guard closest to the carriage suddenly came out of its sheath.

He pointed his finger in that direction, and the big knife fell in front of a man and a cat.

In the disbelief of the man and the cat, he said unhurriedly, "Why go back and slaughter it?" Here's it, take the meat back and stew it, peel off the skin and give it to the king—"

His gaze fell on the shivering cat, "The coat is bright, soft and fluffy, just right for making a scarf for this king." ”