The cat master of this seat

The next day, the results of the martial arts competition were announced, and the young director of Donglei Wall, You Huan, lived up to expectations and won No.1.

At the same time, there was news from the upper world that the Demon Venerable had sneaked into the Qingxu Northern Territory on the day of the sect competition, and took the opportunity to kill the injured Lingyun Immortal Venerable who was in retreat.

After the death of the immortal, all the disciples in the northern border of Qingxu mourned, and their hatred for the demon became more intense.Among them, the most angry one is Ren Youhuan.

"It's ridiculous." Song Shiyue sneered at the Demon Palace.

died?impossible.

The Dabi was obviously staying in the Demon Palace that day, and Haishang thought he was angry because he was framed, "Please calm down, the rumors are not true, but apart from Lingyun Immortal, we have lost a big hidden danger .”

The news came suddenly, and Xia Sheng didn't seem to be able to react yet: "Is the news reliable?"

"It should be true." Hui Yao said: "The news from over there is that that person is indeed dead, but because of his madness, the reason why he said this to the outside world should be just to deliberately discredit the Demon Lord and give them a reason to fight together. And attack."

After the fifteenth day, Yun Chi has been paying attention to Hui Yao's every move, but since then he has not shown any flaws, and has been hunched over, like an old man, walking slowly.

"Does the Demon Lord still care about them?" Hai Shang said contemptuously: "I think they dare to come, let's get ready and give them a big gift."

Yunchi had no idea, this was something that had never happened in his previous life.

Song Shiyue's face was gloomy: "Go up."

"Mozun?" Xia Sheng raised his head in disbelief, his surprised expression undisguised.

Song Shiyue stopped talking, picked up the cat and left quickly.

Yunchi didn't know what was going on in Song Shiyue's mind, and was worried.

Because of the sect competition, all major sects had disciples in the Qingxu Northern Realm, and the news of the Immortal Venerable's death quickly spread throughout the upper realm.At the same time, the Demon Realm launched a new round of attacks, and people in the upper realm were panicked.

Various sects resisted in the northern border of Qingxu, and the battle between the two sides was in full swing.

Compared with the embarrassment of the Qingxu Northern Territory, the morale of the Demon Realm is high.

Yun Chi vaguely felt strange that even without him in charge, it would be impossible for so many disciples in Qingxu Northern Territory plus the disciples selected by various sects to fight so hard.

In the past few days, Song Shiyue has no intention of teasing cats. He often stands in the attic and looks at the back mountain of the Qingxu Northern Territory.

Yun Chi received a message from Huo Wuya while he was asking 404 about the battle situation in real time.

"Xianzun, is there anything unusual outside recently? People here have been released one after another, and I'm the only one here. I'm so scared."

Yunchi had an ominous premonition in his heart, the unknown is more terrifying than war.

The Upper Realm took risks and stuck to it, and finally showed a gradually weakening trend after five days.

The morale of the demon world was high, and the offensive became more fierce, but the face of the demon king became colder and colder.

On the tenth day, Qingxu Northern Territory has already been torn open. If there is no accident, within three days, it will definitely fall.

Yunchi hadn't been in the mood to sleep these few days, and Song Shiyue beside him was also tossing and turning, both of them were already a little tired.

That night, he managed to take a nap, and when he woke up, he saw the crescent moon outside the window had passed the center of the sky, but there was no one around him.

Taking advantage of the servant girl guarding outside not to notice, Yun Chi slipped out, and under the guidance of 404, he found Song Shiyue at the junction of Demon Realm and Qingxu Northern Territory.

"Yunchi, if you don't come out again, the Qingxu Northern Territory that you miss the most will be reduced to flat ground."

Maomao's footsteps stopped.

His voice was cold, as if he was just stating a fact, without any extra emotions: "Once the upper realm is lost, do you think the lower realm can still be so peaceful?"

"There is also Huo Wuya, he is in my hands now, I will torture him and make his life worse than death."

Song Shiyue's clenched fists couldn't help shaking, and he suppressed hysteria: "Immortal Lingyun! Don't you care about the world?"

His fingertips sank into his palm, "It's been ten days...you...a hypocrite."

He stored up [-]% of his power, and slapped the thick tree trunk behind him like venting.

A forest fell to the ground, and after a loud bang, the whole place was magnificent and desolate.

Song Shiyue looked down at the palm that was pierced by his fingertips due to excessive force, and bright red blood oozed out. He smiled treacherously and whispered: "The last three days. I will do what I said."

Yun Chi watched him vent his emotions so quietly, his heart felt a little sour, and he returned to the magic palace before he was discovered.

In the middle of the night, Song Shiyue finally came back, but he didn't look for the cat immediately like in the past.

He entered the room in the cold, and before he even had time to change his clothes, he lay down on the bed in a daze.

The candle was extinguished, Song Shiyue faced the wall, curled up into a ball, trembling in the quiet night.

Yun Chi heard a faint voice: "You come back..."

A strange feeling stuck in his heart, like being pricked by fine needles, Yun Chi was at a loss for what to do, after a while, he lightly jumped onto the bed and walked around in front of him.

The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, Yun Chi lifted the pad of his flesh and touched his face lightly, unexpectedly it touched a piece of wetness.

Song Shiyue lowered his head and buried himself in the cat's soft fur, sobbing in a low voice: "Master, I actually..."

Yun Chi didn't move, and let him hold her, comforting him clumsily.

He thought that his apprentice might not hate him as much as he imagined.

……

"Ding, spiritual fluctuations have been detected."

***

Yunchi was woken up by someone.

"Immortal Venerable, Immortal Venerable..."

"?" Maomao opened his eyes, looked around vigilantly, and found that he was no longer in Song Shiyue's bedroom.

He looked up at the person in front of him.

Xia Sheng?

He called him, Immortal Venerable?

Maomao subconsciously took a step back.

"Don't worry, Immortal Venerable. Demon Venerable was in a state of mind last night, so I had the opportunity to bring you out. I know you must have a lot of questions, so I will tell you one by one."

It turned out that Xia Sheng was originally a monk in Xizhi Mountain. Later, in order to secretly investigate the plan of the demon world, he designed a scene with the head of Xizhi Mountain.

"At that time, I was still following the previous Mozun, and he made that plan. The head of Qingxu and our head of Xishen had already noticed it, so they asked me to go deep inside to find out. But for some reason, nothing happened in the past few years. No movement, until recently, I began to notice the abnormality."

Xia Sheng prepared a pen for him, and Mao Mao was very serious, holding the pen in both hands and writing crookedly: "What is the plan?"

Xia Sheng shook his head: "I'm afraid only the Demon Lord and Hui Yao know about this. I used to be a low-level demon cultivator and couldn't go deep into the core. It wasn't until Mr. Song became the Demon Lord in the past two years that I was promoted by him to protect the Dharma. But That Huiyao was very cautious and refused to disclose anything, I only know that there is a plan, but I have no way of knowing the specific details."

"The reason why we were able to go south so easily is because we have internal support. The reinforcements from the south have also been blocked. Now that Qingxu North Territory is facing internal and external troubles, it will fall soon. If the plan that has been brewing for so long in the Demon Realm starts at this time, I am afraid Overwhelming."

Internal response?

Yun Chi suddenly remembered the figure who appeared in the Phoenix Palace on the day of the thunder calamity.

The cat narrowed its vertical pupils, is that so?

No wonder then.

Xia Sheng was undoubtedly a timely rain, Yun Chi immediately wrote a letter, asking Xia Sheng to send it to a certain barren mountain in the south.

Looking at the "Jiang Yunzheng's personal invitation" on the envelope, Xia Sheng's face was complicated, and he felt that the sacrifice of Lingyun Xianzun was really too great...

But now that the immortal has lost his spiritual power, only this person can save the upper realm.

"Xianzun, you... have worked hard, I will send it out immediately."

"Meow." Yun Chi lowered his head and wrote quickly, asking him about the whereabouts of the lotus seeds.

"The devil wants the lotus seed? It's in my place."

"!!!"

"would you like……"

Xia Sheng held Mao Mao's paw that was struggling to hold the pen, and said briskly: "The Immortal is waiting, I will fetch it."

Mao Mao looked at him suspiciously, as if he didn't expect him to be so forthright.

"It doesn't do much for me, it would be best if I could help the Immortal Venerable."

"How do you know that I am..."

Xia Sheng tilted his head to see Mao Mao writing with a serious face, and couldn't help laughing: "The immortal has forgotten? When you were 12 years old, you went to Xizhi Mountain with the head of Qingxu. My mother is Su Wanchu, the first doctor of Xizhi Mountain. Are you The first person who made her unable to find the cause of her symptoms."

Xia Sheng clicked and stopped: "I also found it very interesting. During that time, I also followed my mother to read ancient medical books until you were 20 years old."

Yun Chi vaguely remembered that Master Wan Chu was accompanied by a child.

"So the first time I was in the Demon Palace, I recognized you."

Yun Chi didn't doubt that what he said was a lie. If he had something wrong in his heart, he should take advantage of Yun Chi's low spiritual power and no ability to resist, and deal with him.

In this way, the reason why Xia Sheng saved him before is also clear.

Yun Chi was still a little dazed when he put the lotus seeds into the storage bag.

I didn't expect it to be so easy.

Just get Bizhucao and Shouqi again.

Xia Sheng interfered with Song Shiyue's mental power and would only make him sleep a little longer.Yun Chi returned to the magic palace before he woke up.

Mao Mao looked at Tu'er who was sleeping peacefully on the couch, stretched out his paws and gently smoothed his thick eyebrows which were still frowning restlessly in his sleep.

It was the first time Yunchi looked at him so closely, and now he thought a lot.Song Shiyue was pure in nature, how could he become possessed just because he drove a cat away?It turned out to be influenced by people.

In the last life, he never realized that it was his master who was not good.

At this time, all mistakes have not yet been made, and Song Shiyue's hands have not yet been stained with the blood of the same family.

You still have time.

What's more, he also lied to Song Shiyue about this matter. When he woke up today, 404 told him that his spiritual power had recovered by [-]%, and that he would be able to regain his human form if he recovered another [-]%. How should he face Song Shiyue then?

If he walks away again this time... what will Song Shiyue do?

Yun Chi felt a headache just thinking about it.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, the deadline came soon, and there was still no movement in the upper realm. Yun Chi was anxious, pinning his hopes on Jiang Yunzheng, but had to make two preparations.

The old master devoted his whole life to making Qingxu Northern Territory reach the height it is today.

No matter how bad it was, even if he exhausted the [-]% of his spiritual energy, he still had to protect Qingxu's northern border.

For three days, he hid in the magic palace, recalled writing the mantra of purifying the heart, and tried to hold the pen tightly, writing a few words on the cover of the book.