Jiang Changhai's heart was pounding and his legs felt a little weak.

As his original injuries healed and his cultivation improved greatly, even among the cloud masters, he was not considered low, and he was definitely a strong player in the world.

Although he was a little careless this time and was caught off guard, the main reason for this was also the cat's speed and reaction, as well as the fierceness of the attack, each of which was unprecedented in his life.

And what surprised him the most... This was obviously a little kitten. Has it been alive for two years?

What if a monster like this grows up?

But more serious questions are coming one after another: What kind of little milk cat can have such energy?

Just now... those were real nine tails?

It is said that although the final form of the Nine-tailed Lynx is nine tails, when it was first born, its image was still the same as that of an ordinary cat. However, the little milk cat in front of you has obviously not lived for long, so how did it reach such a peak state?

What's more, what's the question, how big is the potential in the future? Why doesn't Jiang Changhai feel more and more horrified the more he thinks about it?

"Whose cat is this?"

Jiang Changhai couldn't help but blurt out and asked, and as soon as he finished asking, he changed his words: "Which demon king is this descendant?"

He naturally thought of the Cat King he had met in Yuezhou, but then he denied it.

Although the Cat King is very powerful, it is still much higher than what he is today.

But to be fair, even with the strength of the Cat King, he would not be able to give birth to such a powerful offspring.

Moreover, this little kitten is clearly a nine-tailed lynx. Although the cat emperor belongs to the cat genus, he is of the same lineage as the seven-orificed civet, so they cannot be confused with each other at all!

At least when Jiang Changhai thought about it, it would be most reasonable to say that this kitten came from the remnants of a certain generation of demon emperors!

"Well, I can't tell you this."

Dong Xiaoyan chuckled and said, "Elder Jiang, this is just a misunderstanding. You, the old Gao Dexun, definitely don't hold grudges and are not allowed to retaliate."

"That's that."

Jiang Changhai nodded. Revenge?

Ask yourself, Jiang Changhai really does not dare to retaliate.

Not to mention that there must be someone behind this little white cat, and he can't afford to cause problems.

It’s just the little white cat itself, which he may not be able to afford to offend!

Although this little white cat is still immature in appearance, if he fights with real swords and guns, he will definitely not be able to compare with himself in actual combat.

But Jiang Changhai was self-aware. Apart from anything else, just the speed that the other party showed just now was not something he could check and balance.

If you don't confront yourself head-on, but play dirty tricks, can you handle it?

Just one trait of the opponent's target is enough to kill yourself.

People can sleep and rest at any time, or they can stay up all night. With such a small size, if you hide it anywhere, it will be difficult to find it.

If you are held grudged by it, you can expect that you will never have peace in the future.

Maybe you feel very tired, and after you close your eyes and sleep for half a quarter of an hour, your head is no longer in its original place...

Revenge, where can you dare to take revenge?

Feng Ying huddled in Dong Xiaoyan's arms, her little buttocks pressed against Dong Xiaoyan's chest, and then a rare trace of depression flashed through her smart eyes.

Then he turned around unhappily and looked at Dong Xiaoyan. "Xiaoying, what are you doing here?"

Different from Feng Ying's depression, Dong Xiaoyan liked Feng Ying to the core.

I hugged her and started to masturbate. It felt so good that my eyes narrowed.

While masturbating, he asked with a smile.

"Uh-huh..."

Feng Ying blinked his big eyes, opened his mouth, and revealed a piece of paper.

"Oh ah!!!"

Dong Xiaoyan grabbed it in his hand, followed by a cry of surprise. Feng Ying rolled his eyes.

He lifted his paw and licked it twice.

Then he turned to look at Jiang Changhai very dissatisfied.

little paws

Then, shiny and sharp nails shined out from the flesh pads.

It seemed like I had the overall upper hand just now, but the shock was still a bit painful.

Princess Kazekage was naturally a little dissatisfied.

Jiang Changhai glanced at Feng Ying and naturally saw the nails that were comparable to divine weapons. He couldn't help but shudder and repeatedly said, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

"snort."

Feng Ying snorted clearly and turned his head proudly.

Dong Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment, grabbed Feng Ying and picked him up, raising it in front of his eyes: "Xiaoying, can you speak?"

Feng Ying's big eyes were confused: "Huh?"

Full of innocence, helplessness, grievance, and confusion.

A perfect actress-level performance, she is just a little kitten, how can she talk?

"I clearly heard you talking just now!" Dong Xiaoyan said.

"Uh-huh..."

Continue to be innocent, helpless, aggrieved, and confused.

"snort!"

Dong Xiaoyan rolled her eyes: "You little heartless thing, I won't let you go!"

After reading the note in his hand.

Dong Xiaoyan understood this and immediately took action, saying softly: "Third Grandpa, come with me."

"What's up?"

Dong Tiesong, who was shocked by Dong Xiaoyan's sudden low voice, had a look of shock on his face. He had also watched Dong Xiaoyan grow up, but it seemed that he had never heard Dong Xiaoyan speak like this?

Dong Xiaoyan pulled Dong Tiesong to the side and whispered: "You come forward to arrange an identity... the sooner the better. Let's say it's our Yungong... By the way, there must be such a person here... so, so, so

Like this, um, you understand, right?"

Dong Tiesong had an instant spiritual realization: "No problem! Do it immediately! I'll do it right away!"

It is said that one can know the elegant meaning by hearing the sound of a string. Dong Tiesong, an old Jiang Hu, understood the truth instantly and hurried out without saying a word.

…

On the other side, Feng Yin has made great progress in his cultivation, his body skills are unparalleled, and he is full of energy. He simply continues to kill during the day and complete Jun Tianjian missions like crazy!

Catch me?

Then I will let you catch enough!

This also led to the fact that almost every moment, the experts from the Yamen were led by the Ministry of Justice and the capital to arrest them, and some experts from the inner circle were also following suit.

Fei Wenya from the department stood with a few people at the highest point of the Jietian Building to watch the show.

I watched a group of people flying over hula-la-ha, and after a while they huffed again.

La la la fly over.

Then fly over again.

Fly over again.

After seeing more, Fei Wenya smiled from ear to ear, turned to her left and right, and said, "Look at you, all of you are so anxious and pale and furious. Even they, a bunch of losers, can still grasp what's happening today."

Gentle? Let’s just stay here and watch the fun. Isn’t it better than anything else?”

"Speaking of it, it's rare to see Fang Zongfeng so angry... Hahahaha... Ouchi master, hehehe, how many of them."

Everyone has a black eye.

This man really dares to talk.

Fei Wenya patted her buttocks and said to an Ouchi who was rushing from afar: "Old Fang, are you feeling good? You haven't exercised like this for a long time, right? After doing this, your belly will shrink twice, right? It's a blessing in disguise, you are

What a blessing in disguise! Congratulations."

The old man was so angry that his gray beard was trembling, and he said angrily: "Shut up, shut the fuck up!"

Then he "whooped" and led the people past Fei Wenya without stopping for a moment.

The guys in the general department just laughed so hard that they didn’t even notice.

Everyone knows that this old man is really angry, otherwise he would never be so filthy in his identity, especially towards the Fei family.

As Wen Wenwen continued to kill, the Fang worshiper kept running around, passing Fei Wenya several times in succession.
To be continued...