On the way home tonight, there was a third meow between the two of them.

Zhang Ziyu held the plastic box containing dried meat in his hand, and became a tool man, he looked at the careful Lingshi Sword on the side, and then looked at the little milk cat she held in her arms, and asked out loud: "Do you really want to raise a cat?" ”

"Of course!" Ling Shijian nodded and replied, "Look, how cute he is!" ”

About kittens have such superpowers, which can make everyone who sees her become a cute clip.

How do you call a cat? pursed his mouth, pinched his throat, showed a lewd smile on his face, and called softly, "Mimi~".

If it's a girl and a cat, look, the Lingshi Sword has become cute.

With a beautiful face, she pouted and wrinkled her nose at the kitten in her arms......

Tut......

made Zhang Ziyu unable to look directly.

He looked away and said, "It's troublesome to have a cat!"

"Cat food, cat litter, cat strips, cat climbing frames, vaccines, deworming, messy, a lot of trouble.

"Then, the cat sheds, scratches the sheets, scratches the sofa; Also, cats are very mischievous and will run around the house and easily break furniture.

"Also, the ...... of the feline routine"

"Can you shut up?!" Before he finished speaking, Ling Shijian said coldly.

"Ahem......" Zhang Ziyu closed his mouth very heartily.

"Do you know what fate is?" Ling Shijian asked and answered, "Xiu Xian asked, asking for the word 'fate'. This is called fairy fate. His mother met us, and when he met us, it was fate! ”

She continued, "And then, do you know how much his mother trusts me to be able to give him to me? Can I live up to the cat's request? ”

"The most important thing!" She lifted the little milk kitten, showed it to Zhang Ziyu, and asked, "Isn't he cute?" ”

Zhang Ziyu looked at the little milk cat, his two front paws were supported by Ling Shijian's hands, supporting his hind legs, his tail was bent, and he coded himself, revealing his snow-white belly. Two black, watery eyes looked at him, delicate, well-behaved, harmless to humans and animals. Well-behaved and cute.

Cats are creatures, or rather, felines really happen to grow up on the aesthetic point of humans. The eyes are round, the ears are round, the claws are round, and the furry hair is really poking.

It's really hard for a person to say no to a cat.

He stopped talking, turned around, and concentrated on walking.

Ling Shijian picked up the kitten, took two steps behind, and teased behind.

The two walked into the happy community in silence, and without taking two steps, Zhang Ziyu suddenly sensed something, looked up and looked ahead, and saw another person standing under the street lamp pole over there.

In other words, Li Jingming is back.

Today, he brings a sword; The sword was sheathed, and he held it in his hand.

Ling Shijian is not wrong, Li Jingming, the Li family who claims to be the descendant of Li Bai, is indeed good at swordsmanship. I didn't punch it, and I came with a sword again.

Though......

He was still dressed in short sleeves, jeans, and short hair, which was somewhat out of line with the sword in his hand.

Zhang Ziyu looked at him, and then turned to look at Ling Shijian, but saw that Ling Shijian was still concentrating on teasing the cat, and he didn't even notice that he was standing still, and walked forward.

“？？？”

Is perception so bad?

What about the spiritual consciousness and divine consciousness of immortal cultivators?

Confused, he reached out and patted her on the shoulder.

"Huh?" Ling Shijian looked up and asked with his eyes.

Zhang Ziyu pointed to the front and said, "Someone is looking for you." ”

Ling Shijian looked down, and then saw Li Jingming.

So it was clearly visible, her face sank, and the cuteness, cuteness, and feminine gentleness of teasing the cat all disappeared, and the cold, cold and arrogant woman and female sword fairy appeared again.

This speed of changing faces, no matter how many times he sees it, Zhang Ziyu will be surprised. It's really invincible.

The two took a few steps forward, and when they were close to Li Jingming's distance of seven or eight meters, Li Jingming took a step forward, saluted respectfully to Lingshi Sword with his sword, and said, "Senior, compared to boxing, the younger generation is better at swordsmanship. I also ask the seniors to give me a chance to see the swordsmanship of the juniors. ”

Zhang Ziyu secretly looked at Li Jingming and admired it in his heart. Last time, after Li Jingming was defeated by Ling Shijian's finger, the appearance of doubting life was obviously unstable in the Dao heart. But I didn't expect him to regain his strength so quickly and challenge again. No matter how you calculate it, he's also a powerful person.

It's just that......

He shook his head inwardly.

Li Jingming said that he was good at swordsmanship, which may be true, but the Lingshi Sword was better at swordsmanship. People came out of Shushan.

It was destined to be another devastating blow.

"Swordsmanship?" Ling Shijian's cold gaze fell on Li Jingming and shook his head.

Zhang Ziyu got closer and saw her lips move. She probably wanted to say something nice, but she didn't.

Li Bai's face still has to be given.

"Let's go!" In the end, she only said that it was for Li Jingming.

Things like Dao heart and heart qi, once they are blown away, it is difficult to condense them again. She doesn't want the wicked to do it to the end.

But, where will Li Jingming go?

He replied, "Senior, I'm sorry. ”

As he spoke, he drew his sword, the tip of which was pointed diagonally at the ground. His eyes froze, giving himself confidence, and he gritted his teeth, and his face was resolute, almost as if he were at home.

The way he looked made Zhang Ziyu ignore his short sleeves and jeans, and saw the swordsman taste on him. Swordsmen, should not be afraid of strong enemies. There is no fear in the heart.

Chaowen said, death can be carried out. I saw a stronger opponent, and I have no regrets in life.

Zhang Ziyu looked at Ling Shijian and saw pity in her eyes.

He knew that she shouldn't have wanted to kill anyone, but she was just feeling sorry for Li Jingming. Will he be able to bounce back if he loses again?

At the same time, he knew that she had decided to take his sword.

Realizing this, he quietly took two steps back.

"Senior......" Li Jingming on the other side snorted lightly, "Be careful!" ”

After that, the long sword rose, and the swordsman moved, like a moth to a fire, under the Yingying street light, and flew towards the Lingshi Sword.

In historical records, Li Bai was indeed good at swordsmanship. After meeting Li Jingming that day, Zhang Ziyu went back and searched a little, it is said that Li Bai's kendo master was Pei Min, and Pei Min was the number one swordsman in the world at that time.

Although the master is the best in the world, it can't prove how powerful the apprentice is, but reading Li Bai's poems, he draws his sword and looks around at every turn, holding his sword to kill people, so you can know that he at least understands swordsmanship.

And because he is called Qinglian Layman, many people call him Qinglian Sword Immortal.

Sword immortals, immortals, exaggerated, romantic, free and easy, this is Li Bai, his poems, and his sword.

Li Jingming claims to be a descendant of Li Bai, and his swordsmanship is also Li Bai's swordsmanship.

Let's watch him dance out of the sword, ethereal, light as a fairy.

I don't know where it started, I don't know where it came from, I don't know where it ends.

Zhang Ziyu looked at it, there were sword shadows everywhere, like the wind blowing down peach blossoms, colorful and overwhelming.

Although he didn't understand anything, he couldn't help but admire: "Good swordsmanship!" ”

And then......

"Ding......

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword shadows in the sky disappeared.

When his gaze recovered, he saw Li Jingming suddenly appear in front of him, in front of Lingshi Sword, he held the sword in his hand and pointed at Lingshi Sword, but the tip of the sword was caught by two tender white fingers.

Under the street lamp, the girl holds the cat in one hand and the sword in two fingers.

The voice was choked in his throat, Zhang Ziyu looked at Ling Shijian's back, although he couldn't see her expression, he knew that she did it on purpose.