The black cat came to his senses.

It found itself lying on the ground in an extremely ashamed position, on all fours with its legs wide open.

Then Zhao Jing's father and daughter and the little monk hugged their knees and squatted around it.

"Ahh~"

The black cat rolled over and jumped up.

The whole cat was fried.

"You idiots!"

The black cat jumped up the tree and looked at the three people below, its heart was broken.

"Are you thinking of spring?" Zhao Jing raised his head and asked.

The little monk scratched his head, he didn't understand why Zhao Jing's father and daughter could communicate with cats, but he was sure that they could, anyway, it was no longer strange, and the little monk didn't care.

The black cat was in a very bad mood, and when she heard Zhao Jing's question, she turned around arrogantly and cocked her ass to face the three people under the tree.

"Meow Meow~"

The black cat barked for a while.

Zhao Jing understood, this is the meaning of completing the task, Zhao Yuan gained a little Yin virtue value and restored a year's life.

"So as long as you are spring, it means that we have completed the task, right?"

Zhao Jing touched his chin and concluded with super insight.

The black cat bared its teeth and grinned, making a super fierce face

"You are only spring, your sister is spring, and your ancestors are springing for eighteen generations!"

"After I have made a connection with my master, my lifespan is equal, and just now I have regained my vitality."

"It's good that I don't have a sister, and I don't know my ancestors for eighteen generations."

Zhao Jing touched Zhao Yuan's head and rejoiced: "Fortunately, my fate has no such sequelae." ”

Black Cat: "......"

Zhao Yuan raised his head and stretched out his hands towards the black cat: "Cat, come back to me!" ”

The black cat was very irresistible, and returned to Zhao Yuan's arms with a well-behaved "meow".

The black cat seemed to be a little tired, lying in Zhao Yuan's arms and didn't want to move.

As if he had thought of something, it stretched out its head and looked at Zhao Jing: "In the future, I will let the master give me Yin Virtue Points every day, and it will take a lot of physical strength to communicate with you and come out to fight." ”

"There's cat food at home!"

Zhao Jing picked his nose, it's not that he is stingy, why should the Yin virtue value be used to draw the magic weapon for you.

I've never seen such an abuse of a family pet, but it's still such a precious family pet.

The black cat gritted his teeth and said: "Ordinary food can basically only satisfy the appetite, and the supply exceeds the demand. I've had a hard time these days, if it weren't for the lack of Yin Virtue Value, I would have started asking for it a long time ago! ”

"Oh, it depends." Zhao Jing turned his head relentlessly.

Seeing Zhao Jing's reaction, the black cat was really angry.

Black-hearted shovel officer!

After learning about the problem of the black cat's spring, the farmer's temporary soul body is almost time.

At the time of parting, the woman and the children were grieved.

The difference between the heavens and the world is indeed sad.

However, Zhao Jing's heart sometimes doesn't know what strange things are mixed in.

A person who is not a vicious person, at such a time, the sourness that should be overwhelmed by an inexplicable indifference.

Zhao Jing felt a little chill in the back of his head and shook his head, this situation is becoming more and more frequent.

A feeling of being castrated by the "Sunflower Treasure Book" made Zhao Jing suffer a lot, and it was not the body that was castrated, but human nature.

When I go back, I should knock on the little monk's elm head and see if there is any way.

The three souls and seven spirits divided into the peasant soul body are like an ownerless ping, floating in the air again.

Zhao Jing had already woken up from that state of indifference and decided to help him.

Zhao Jing closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pupils turned golden, giving people a sacred and solemn feeling.

A golden halo had just grown out of his palm, and Zhao Jing was immediately stunned and looked at his palm.

How so?!

Why did you trigger the Golden Body?!

Then Zhao Jing looked up suddenly, and found that above his head, the green qi of the peasant's three souls and seven spirits suddenly flew towards the forest as if he was being pulled by a big hand.

At the same time, the little monk also rushed inside like a sword off the string.

Zhao Jing picked up Zhao Yuan, and a golden light flashed under his feet, and he followed closely.

The black cat meowed, a troubled expression on its face.

There was silence in the forest, and Zhao Jing stopped and stood side by side with the little monk.

In front of them was a white figure with no makeup or concealment on his face, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

Zhao Jing's heart was solemn, this was something that could directly make him produce a golden body, a yin aura, which looked even thicker than that down-and-out temple god Lifuzi.

The little monk felt the pressure, he had the anger of a young man, and at the same time he had the Buddha nature of an old monk, not a reckless person.

He folded his hands together, looked solemn, and even said: "Master Zhao, can you do it?" ”

Can God do it?

Of course you can't!

Zhao Jing shook his head, although he sympathized with the farmer, but his daughter was here, he didn't want to take too many risks.

The white figure didn't speak, just pointed at them with a face that couldn't be seen clearly.

"Meow~"

The black cat appeared in the tree above the white figure's head, jumped down, and slapped the back of the white shadow's head with one paw.

The moment before the straight cat's paw appeared in the back of his head, the white shadow didn't make any movement, and when the paw was about to touch him, the white shadow flickered and disappeared in place.

The black cat jumps down, and the white shadow reappears in another place.

Zhao Jing kicked the black cat's ass, not pitying the cat at all.

"If you sneak attack, you will sneak attack, and you will scream before you shoot, with a little cat brain."

The black cat didn't remember how many times it had fried its fur today, it bit Zhao Jing's trouser legs, and then let go and spat violently.

"Bah, what did you step on today?"

“……”

The white shadow moved, but he only tilted his head, and his neck moved with the black cat rolling around and coquettish.

It seemed to be able to see his expression.

woc！

This style of painting is not right?!

Why can a cat be so good?

Zhao Jing touched his chin, and could probably guess his thoughts, and the sentence "MMP" in his heart on the other side must be indispensable.

Zhao Yuan sat on his father's neck, his eyes rolling for a long time.

Seeing the white shadow on the other side, he was in a daze, and finally got the opportunity to take out his wooden sword and mirror.

Glittering, the wooden sword came out of his hand, and flew towards the white shadow with lightning speed.

The white shadow moved rapidly, and was frozen by a mirror light.

Now the white shadow is really confused.

Two completely consecrated ritual vessels, what kind of handiwork is this?!

“……”