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I guessed that the white cat wasn't telling the truth, so I gave him an angry look, and said in an impatient tone, "It's so easy to talk! If you continue to play tricks, I won't care about you anymore."

When the white cat heard it, it panicked immediately, grabbed my sleeve, and said anxiously: "Don't, I won't make trouble anymore. I'll tell you the head office, shall I?"

I squinted at the white cat, motioning him to speak quickly, don't waste any more time.

The white cat quickly got rid of its previous foolishness, its expression became extremely serious, and the atmosphere around it changed drastically in an instant, and a mysterious and strange black-blue smoke permeated from its body...

My pupils shrank suddenly, I looked at the white cat in disbelief, and said in shock: "What's going on? Are you the Elvis King?"

The corner of the white cat's mouth twitched, and he explained rather frustrated: "Of course not. If I were Elvis, I wouldn't be like this, and I would be oppressed by other monsters from time to time."

It was even more strange in my heart: if it wasn't Elvis, how could there be an aura of Elvis on his body?unless……

I looked up and down at the white cat, trying to see from him the possibility I guessed in my heart.

As for why I knew it was the breath of Elvis Presley, it was because the black-blue mist obviously exuded a strong aura of agility, with an indescribable vitality, and the surrounding flowers and plants shook instantly When I woke up, it was like being awakened suddenly, very active and excited.

It seems that Elvis Presley, who possesses the blood of chinchillas, is not just as simple as nine lives, but may also have psychic abilities for everything in this world.

The white cat was very uncomfortable being looked at by me, and quickly lowered its eyes, dodging back and forth, not daring to look directly into my eyes.

I frowned, and said coldly: "If you don't want to tell the truth, I won't force you, but when the situation is unclear, I won't act rashly."

The white cat took a few deep breaths, and then looked up at me. The eyes were dark and deep, as if he had made some important decision. The blue eyes contained the meaning of death, and he stretched out his hand to take it from his waist. The next black brocade bag is inlaid with gold thread, and the hazy blue light is reflected from the brocade bag, which is mysterious and dreamy, very beautiful.

I immediately understood that it seemed that Elvis Presley was really hurt by someone with a heart, and then he almost passed away. If the white cat hadn't gathered all his souls and put them all in the Qiankun bag, he would have been completely wiped out.

The white cat opened the Qiankun bag when I was lost in thought. Not long after, an illusory black figure gradually appeared in front of my eyes. At this moment, he lowered his head slightly, raised his arms gracefully, and looked up and down his body , with an unbelievable look on his face, as if he was extremely shocked that he could appear in a human body again.

I silently observed every move of the man in black. This man was tall and slender, with a pair of deep black golden eyes, an extraordinary handsome face, and a blue mark between his brows made him even more handsome and flawless. A natural air of nobility.

The man in black felt my sizing up his gaze, so he raised his head to look at me, his expression was surprised for a moment, and then, a sharp look flashed across his black and golden eyes, and he asked coldly, "Who are you?"

I glanced at him lightly, looked past him to the white cat standing behind him, and said truthfully: "I don't have the ability to restore the primordial spirit, so I'm afraid I can't help you."

Hearing what I said, the man in black quickly took two steps to the side, turned his head to look at the white cat, and when he saw the person next to him clearly, his original cold expression softened a lot in an instant, and his cold voice also added A few traces of temperature: "You asked me to come out, but what's the matter?"

The white cat glanced at me secretly, grabbed the hem of his clothes with its slender fingers, kneaded a wrinkle on the white robe, obviously extremely nervous, the roots of its ears were a little red, and stammered: "Wang...I... I want...to let...my master...see...you...your current...love...situation."

My heart trembled, and I looked at the white cat in surprise. This guy's performance at this time was really shocking. I vaguely remembered that the white cat seemed to be not afraid of anyone, even when facing the demon catcher Chang Sheng, he just He was afraid on the surface, but he didn't really feel fear, otherwise, when Chang Sheng spoke coldly or warned him harshly, he wouldn't have completely ignored it.

It seems that the relationship between the so-called Elvis Presley and the white cat is not so simple, which I did not expect.

Elvis King turned his eyes and glanced at me, then quickly retracted his gaze, looked at the white cat with a half-smile, and raised his finger to me: "Do you want him to help me cure this mental illness?"

The white cat nodded, and said firmly: "That's right! My master is a thousand-year-old tree demon. He has the art of rejuvenating hands and regenerating dead bones. The king will definitely be able to recover unscathed. Our civet family can't live without a master for a day."

Seeing the vows made by the civet cat, I just felt a sudden suffocation in my chest, and I was a little out of breath for a while. I have long since lost the thousand-year cultivation base. The 300-year cultivation base that Mo Fan gave me before, although some left over In the body, but at most he can only keep his own heart, and he can no longer heal anyone, not to mention repairing the primordial spirit, which consumes a lot of spiritual power.

"Hehe~"

Elvis suddenly chuckled, his handsome face was full of smiles, and his black golden eyes revealed a playful look: "As a civet, don't you see that this thousand-year-old tree demon has lost all his spiritual power? Would you naively think that he could save this king?"

My body froze, and I raised my eyes to look at Elvis Presley in disbelief. I only felt that the blood all over my body faded away in an instant, and I looked at Chang Sheng who was standing not far behind me in panic, and my heart was trembling.

I never expected Elvis Presley to be able to see at a glance that my spiritual power was exhausted, and said it bluntly.

Chang Sheng's face darkened in an instant, and he stared at me fixedly, his eyes were full of grief, and his voice was particularly hoarse: "He...is what he said true?"

My whole heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant, I quickly lowered my eyes, and responded with a calm voice: "Don't listen to his exaggeration, I just used up too much spiritual power before, and it is difficult to recover for a while, and I can fully recover in time, so don't worry .”

Chang Sheng obviously didn't believe my words, he strode up to me and quickly grabbed my wrist, obviously wanting to feel my pulse.

I was startled suddenly, and subconsciously shrank back, not wanting Chang Sheng to touch my pulse, and explained eagerly: "Mo Fan still has 300 years of cultivation on me, how could he reach the limit of his cultivation?" lose?"

Seeing me dodging, Chang Sheng's eyes became even colder. The speed in his hand was as fast as lightning, and my wrist was instantly caught by him.

Chang Sheng's knuckle fingers rested on my pulse for a moment, his face turned ashen, his whole body exuded a solemn murderous aura, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point.

There was a dull pain in my heart, and my eyes shot angrily at the white cat who was stunned on the spot: I see what you did.

This is the scene I don't want to face the most. I have worked so hard to hide it from Chang Sheng, just because I don't want him to be sad and feel guilty for me. Unexpectedly, the Elvis released by the white cat saw the clue at a glance, and spoke unabashedly. Speak up.

How can I comfort Chang Sheng?It is impossible to say that I am not sad that a thousand years of cultivation was destroyed. After all, in this chaotic world, I not only lost the ability to protect myself, but also lost the ability to save others. From now on, I will be equivalent to a worthless Trash, but things have come to this, I can only accept it calmly.

It is precisely because of this that I have no choice but to entrust Mo Fan to the care of Master. Even though Mo Fan is extremely against Master, I have no other choice, because no one can protect him except Master. Mo Fan is considerate.

"But the golden beast hurt you so much?"

Chang Sheng looked at me with painful eyes, and his tone was full of murderous intent. It was obvious that he had already determined that my cultivation was ruined.

I lowered my eyes and nodded, after all, I could no longer hide from Chang Sheng.

Chang Sheng's grip on my wrist involuntarily intensified a bit, his expression was as cold as ice, and his voice was piercingly cold: "I will definitely make this beast die of pain, otherwise it will be hard to dispel the anger in my heart."

My heart tightened suddenly, I grabbed Chang Sheng's hand and shook my head: "You are seriously injured now, let's talk about it after a few days of recuperation!"

Chang Sheng's brows were furrowed, his handsome face was gray and pale, and he looked me up and down, the pity and guilt in his handsome eyes became more and more intense, and the cold killing intent on his body became invisible.

I don't know how my injury is now?

Is it too shocking to look at up close?Otherwise, Chang Sheng's face wouldn't be so ugly.

My heart was very depressed, and I was about to say a few words of persuasion, but Chang Sheng suddenly put the jade fan in my palm, then let go of my palm, and tapped my shoulder twice, I just felt my whole body go stiff , unable to move for an instant.

I was terrified in my heart, and panicked, "Chang Sheng, what are you doing?"

But Chang Sheng didn't look at me, he shot sharp eyes at the white cat, and warned: "Protect the little monster, or..."

He didn't finish his words, but those present must understand what he meant.

Chang Sheng turned his head and took a deep look at me: "Wait for me to come back!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and galloped towards the woods.

I was in a panic for a moment, and shouted in a panic, "No! Chang Sheng, take me with you."

Chang Sheng's tall and slender figure froze, but he didn't turn his head, instead, he left without turning his head...

My whole body is like falling into a millennium cold kiln, my body is so cold that there is no warmth at all, if I hadn't been tapped, I would have fallen to the ground at this moment.

After knowing that I had lost my cultivation, Chang Sheng made a decision almost instantly, he would not let me take risks with him again.

My eyes were as sharp as a knife and I shot at the white cat: "Come here, relieve my acupoint."

Only then did the white cat recover from the shock. Its delicate face turned red and turned white. It obviously didn't expect this to happen. There was deep guilt in its deep blue eyes: "I'm sorry. , Master, I don't know about you..."

I interrupted eagerly: "You don't need to say anything, come here and help me relieve the acupoint immediately."

The white cat glanced at the direction where Chang Sheng was leaving, but shook his head solemnly: "Master, since Chang Sheng has entrusted you to me, then I will protect you well, the golden beast is not a simple beast , it has a fairy family background, not only will you not be able to help Chang Sheng if you go here, you may never return."

I was very anxious in my heart, and I quickly conveyed my position to the white cat: "I know the power of the golden beast, and it is because of this that I can't let Chang Sheng go alone. The magic weapon was handed over to me, and I didn’t have a helper around me. It’s not easy to take down the golden beast by myself. If you don’t want to help me untie the acupuncture point, I can’t calm down and find a solution for Elvis Presley.

The white cat paused when he heard the words, then his eyes lit up like stars, and his voice was full of joy: "You really have a way?"

I quickly nodded and agreed: "Of course! You first show me the Qiankun bag."

The white cat was overjoyed when he heard the words, with a warm smile on his delicate face, he happily walked up to me, spread out the Qiankun bag that originally contained the spirit of Elvis Presley, turned his head to look at Elvis Presley, and signaled He hurried over, and then looked straight at me with big blue eyes, and said hopefully: "Master, Elvis has been in this Qiankun bag for two months, you can see if this thing is suitable for recovery." Yuanshen helped?"

I took a look at the Qiankun bag in front of me, and found that there is indeed another universe in this bag, not just an ordinary storage thing, but a steady stream of spiritual energy faintly surging in the bag, as if it has absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, the essence of all things. Aura.

I suddenly thought about it, it seems that this thing is the treasure of the fairy family, the reason why Elvis Presley was able to restore the human body in the state of primordial spirit must be the credit of this fairy weapon.

The white cat's eyes locked on me tightly. Seeing that I just looked at me and said nothing, he asked nervously, "How is it? Did you see anything?"

I pondered for a moment, and said briefly, "Yes!"

Both the white cat and Elvis were startled, and then looked at me with burning eyes, obviously looking forward to my next words.

I pursed my thin lips, and said softly: "It's okay to tell you, but..."

The white cat asked: "But what?"

I changed the topic: "But you have to untie my acupuncture points first."

The white cat twitched the corners of its mouth, and a dark light flashed across its eyes. It smiled and waved its hands: "That's not okay. If you're lying to me, wouldn't I be fooled by you?"

I:"……"

The damned white cat has learned a lot lately, and even guarded against me.

I am very anxious at the moment, but there is nothing I can do with the white cat. I am really angry and annoyed, angry at myself for being useless, annoyed at myself for not knowing how to defend myself, yet I have been acupunctured many times, Mo Fan is like this, and so is Chang Sheng.

The longer Chang Sheng was away, the higher the possibility of facing danger.

Of course, even though I am anxious, but facing the blunt attitude of the white cat at the moment, I have to calm myself down and find a way to let the white cat take the initiative to relieve the acupoint.

I calmed down my anxiety, glanced at them pretending to be calm, and then motioned them to look at the Qiankun bag. Seeing their eyes follow me to the Qiankun bag, I said in a low voice: "Where did this Qiankun bag come from?" coming?"

The white cat stared blankly, obviously didn't expect that I would suddenly ask about the Qiankun bag, its eyes became erratic for a moment, it glanced at me quickly, then glanced timidly at Elvis Presley, then looked at the forest, After a moment of silence, I slowly opened my mouth: "Two months ago I ran into an expert in Yuncheng and helped him run a few times, and he gave me this bag as a thank you gift."

There was a little reluctance in his voice, obviously he didn't want to talk to us about the master he said.

Elvis Presley's expression sank slightly, and a strange look in his eyes disappeared for a moment, and he asked coldly: "Is this person male or female? How old is he?"

The white cat lowered its eyes, looked at the ground without making a sound, as if it didn't intend to respond.

Elvis Presley's handsome and extraordinary face darkened in an instant, with restrained anger on his brows, he grabbed the white cat's shoulders: "This king is asking you something, why didn't you answer?"

But the white cat turned its head away, not looking directly into Elvis Presley's eyes, and muttered softly: "Why do you ask so clearly? Anyway, he has been away for a long time."

A flame suddenly ignited in Elvis Presley's handsome eyes, as if he was very angry at the words of the white cat, he gritted his teeth and said, "If this person comes to you again, are you going to join him again?"

Seeing Elvis Presley's expression, I can see some thoughts in him.

It's just that this stupid cat probably doesn't know that Elvis Presley has something for him.

Perhaps the white cat could hear the anger in Elvis's voice, and looked up at Elvis in shock. Seeing that Elvis Junyi's face was full of anger, his shoulders trembled in fright, and he said tremblingly: "Wang Don't be angry! I was wrong, can't I be wrong?"

Seeing the white cat showing weakness, Elvis Presley calmed down a bit, but still looked at the white cat fiercely, grabbed the white cat by its collar, and warned coldly: "Don't have any more contact with him, or I will break your leg. "

Bai Maojun's face suddenly turned pale, and he nodded hurriedly: "Got it."

Perhaps because he was worried that Elvis would not believe him, he stretched out his hand and quickly raised three white fingers, and promised loudly: "Even if I meet him again in the future, I will treat him as if I don't know him."

Only then did Elvis nodded in satisfaction, suppressed the previous anger, let go of the white cat's collar, patted it and smoothed it: "This is your wisest choice."

I:"……"

I can't look directly at the scene in front of me. I never thought that these two cats are like two children?Arguing is like a child's play house. If there is a disagreement, you will start a quarrel, and if you don't say anything, you will make up.

I looked at the two cats rather depressed, and asked quietly: "Could it be that you are only focusing on arguing and forgetting about business?"

The white cat froze, as if it just remembered that I was still standing next to it, and immediately took two steps back in embarrassment, keeping a distance of one meter away from Elvis, looked at me very uncomfortable, and then looked to the ground , said in a low voice: "I made the master laugh, please tell me how to cure Elvis Presley's absence?"

I glanced at the white cat lightly, and replied casually: "If you unlock my acupoints, I will tell you of course, otherwise I won't talk about it."

The white cat raised its head abruptly, and looked at me with wide eyes in disbelief, apparently not expecting me to use threats.

I gave Elvis Presley a meaningful sideways glance, then my eyes fell on the white cat's delicate face, and I added in a flat tone: "The opportunity has been given to you, it's up to you to save Elvis Presley."

The white cat's two sword eyebrows were tightly knit together in an instant, obviously caught in a difficult decision, its eyes looked at me, then at Elvis Presley, with a very tangled expression.

After a while, I heard him sigh, and then reached out and tapped my shoulder twice, and my stiff body instantly returned to normal.

My heart skipped a beat, and I immediately lifted my calf, tested the strength of my foot, and found that my leg was not completely weak, and I should be able to walk alone.

I was overjoyed, and immediately galloped towards the woods...

After running a few steps, I didn't forget to turn around and remind: "You just need to find Elvis Presley's real body quickly, and then let him cultivate in your Qiankun bag for a few months to return to normal."

"Master! Is it really that simple?"

The white cat's questioning voice came from behind.

I waved my hand and said without looking back, "It's up to you whether you believe it or not."

After finishing speaking, I stopped caring about the white cat and ran towards the woods.

I hope Chang Sheng is safe and sound...