The cat who wears Jackie Chan

Meow meow?Before jumping on his owner, the little orange cat suddenly remembered that this guy ran away without warning before, and the cat is still holding a grudge!

Doesn't this give you revenge?

In the next second, the little orange cat used the traditional revenge method of cats, turned around, and bit the fingers that lifted him up, quite hard.

Anyway, Lao Mu's body is stronger than ordinary people, and his skin will not be broken. At most, there will be a tooth mark, which will disappear soon——

As far as he could see, there was Mu Xuefeng with a pale face and a different expression.

"Yuanyuan, I..." The fingers holding the cat loosened.He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, leaned forward, staggered and fell down.

After the little orange cat's spiritual thoughts receded, Mu Xuefeng's mind floated up from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness and took over the body again.

The huge black dragon hovering in the sky turned back into a human body.

At this moment, he heard a whisper from Yandao Immortal Venerable.It sounded directly in his mind, and he said with a hoarse laugh: "Ying Long, I didn't expect you to recover a sliver of consciousness? It's a pity it's too late. Today's real target is actually you. You have been injured beyond repair, and there is no cure for it. The chance of reincarnation, fall into nothingness with me!"

Before he finished speaking, in his dantian, a wisp of stale air from the black rain just now burst out suddenly!

During this period of time, he has been seriously injured many times. Relying on the rapid improvement of his own physique, he seems to recover without hindrance, but at the same time, he is overdrawn and accumulates hidden injuries.

In the extremely dangerous breakthrough in the Demon Realm, Mu Xuefeng forcibly injected a huge amount of turbid air, endured four or nine thunder calamities, devoured the Demon Lord and swallowed the rainbow, and buried many hidden dangers in his body.

If he retreats for a few months after breaking through, he may be able to slow down again.But he didn't have such leeway, as soon as he heard the news, he immediately rushed back to the monastery, and fell into another desperate bloody battle.

This trace of stale air sneaking into his body from the black rain, to others, may be just a small trouble that needs to be recuperated for a few days.But at this moment, on his body, it was like a spark, instantly detonating all the big and small injuries!

The appearance of being barely supported can no longer be supported.

The blood boiled and flowed backwards, the meridians were broken and shattered, the turbid air in the dantian was churned, and the internal organs were washed away by the out-of-control spiritual power...

When he heard the words of Yan Dao Immortal Venerable, he had already stepped into the void and fled towards his cat.His vision became blurred, but the golden light was still reflected in his eyes.

On the way to fly, some bystanders saw that his expression was not right, frightened by the coldness on his face, they hesitated and did not dare to ask.

Mu Xuefeng flew over wholeheartedly, stretched out his hand, and caught the cat whose back was facing him.

"Yuanyuan, I..."

Halfway through the conversation, I lost the energy to continue.

His fingers touched the fluffy and soft cat fur, and he wanted to touch it again.When I was bitten by a cat, I no longer felt it.

The sudden explosion of injuries washed him away like a violent wave, most of his body lost consciousness, and a small part of his body sank into severe pain.

He fell.

Someone hugged him and shouted "Old Mu!"

Mu Xuefeng opened his eyes, the person in front of him was blurred and covered with blood mist, but he knew that the person was anxious for him.

"I..." Mu Xuefeng moved her lips.

He has said "I'm fine" many times. In the cognition of young people who are used to licking their wounds alone, those injuries are really just minor injuries that can be healed after two days of recuperation.But this time, he couldn't speak.

He could feel that this body was exhausted, and even breathing became difficult. He gasped like a fish that was about to die of thirst. What he exhaled was not air, but the vitality that was gradually fading away.

"Old Mu, what's the matter with you!" How could this happen?Seeing Mu Xuefeng fall, Le Yuan hastily transformed into a human form and hugged her owner.

The person who was lying powerlessly in his arms, under his gaze, dark spots frantically flooded onto his pale cheeks, covering his exposed skin in an instant. Mu Xuefeng's eyes were swollen, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he was on the verge of death.

As the cold gripped the heart, great panic welled up in my heart, and tears fell down before Le Yuan realized it.

"Is it because I didn't use your body well that I hurt you?"

"No..." Mu Xuefeng's lips moved, unable to make a sound.

Don't blame you, you are already very careful.If it weren't for you, I would be in more pain now.

Tears blurred his vision, Le Yuan wiped the back of his hand indiscriminately, and hurriedly raised his head to look into the crowd: "What's wrong with him? Save him quickly!"

It happened suddenly, and everyone was shocked.Several masters who knew the way of medicine flew over, tacitly let an old man with the most advanced cultivation step forward to feel the pulse.The old man grabbed Mu Xuefeng's wrist, sighed after a while, and walked away without saying a word.Others also came to feel their pulse, and when they met Le Yuan's eyes asking for help, they all looked distressed and shook their heads.

The injury was too severe to be conceivable.

If it were someone else, they wouldn't even have accumulated such heavy injuries, they would have died.

Why are you all shaking your heads?I do not believe!

Suddenly remembered something, Le Yuan hurriedly took out a bottle of wound medicine from the token, uncorked the bottle with trembling hands, and poured all the jade-colored pills into Mu Xuefeng's mouth.

Did you buy that bottle of medicine from the alchemy room of the Taoist Academy?The doctors recognized it and sighed secretly in their hearts.Don't say that it is just an ordinary wound medicine, even if it is a high-grade or a heaven-grade medicine, it is useless before such an injury.

Mu Xuefeng, who was dying, didn't know how to swallow the pill. Le Yuan lowered his head and pressed his lips anxiously, and pushed the pill with his tongue, letting him swallow it down his throat.He tasted the sweet taste of blood between his lips and teeth, and the warm blood wetted him at the same time.

So much, so much blood gushing from the inside of this dying carcass, gushing from the internal organs.

Mixed with salty tears.

Lao Mu, you are in good health, and you will be fine after taking the elixir.

Mu Xuefeng opened her eyes in a daze, almost unable to see or feel anything.

His consciousness gradually became ethereal, as light as a puff of smoke that would be blown away.At this time, a picture appeared in front of his eyes.On the earth that he has never been to, he lives like an ordinary boy. He grew up with Leyuan's childhood sweetheart, went to school together, and stayed with his head like a mortal, away from all blood, battles and disputes.This picture flashes through a lifetime in an instant.

That's not bad, he was envious.

Mu Xuefeng thought with the last trace of consciousness, if there is an afterlife...

But I don't have an afterlife.

There was a lot of resentment in my heart, and my body, which had always been able to respond to this resignation in the past and revived itself, was exhausted and dilapidated, and could no longer respond to him.

I... Yuanyuan...

Looking at Le Yuan who was hugging Mu Xuefeng and crying bitterly from afar, everyone felt heavy but helpless.

After giving instructions to Master Zheng Wei beside him, Mr. Danqiu walked forward holding a long stick.

"Don't panic, I can save him."

The gentle voice was like a fairy voice at this time. The tearful boy with cat ears suddenly raised his head and saw Mr. Danqiu flashing in front of him.

Mr. Danqiu nodded to him, and lightly tapped the top of the long stick in his hand on Mu Xuefeng's forehead when he was dying.

Bright emerald green light poured into his forehead.

In an instant, the dark spots all over the skin receded like tides, Mu Xuefeng's breathing calmed down, and even a trace of blood was visible on his face. He closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a dreamland.

Is that all right?Le Yuan opened his eyes wide and stared at him without blinking.I heard Mr. Danqiu say in my ears: "I erased your memory out of selfishness, I'm sorry."

Le Yuan shook his head, it's okay, it's okay, the erased memory is back, even if it's lost, it doesn't matter.Now he only cares about Lao Mu's well-being, so he can't care about so much.

Is Lao Mu really healed?Le Yuan was overjoyed, but he still couldn't believe it, so he raised his head and asked for help.A doctor who had taken the pulse earlier came over immediately, put Mu Xuefeng's wrist to check, and said after a while: "Don't worry, he is fine, he will wake up in a short time."

Hearing this, Le Yuan put down a boulder in his heart and let out a sigh of relief.

He lowered his head and looked at Mu Xuefeng again.

Damn you, you almost scared me to death!You do this to your cat?

Unqualified! !

Sooner or later, I will send you to the Institute of Humanity and Morality, so that you can relearn the qualities of being a cat owner.

While thinking wildly, Le Yuan couldn't hold back, shed a lot of tears and fell on the face of the person in his arms, and then wiped them silently.

He was crying out of joy, but suddenly he heard a cry of sorrow in his ears.

This time there seemed to be casualties in the monastery, who were they crying for?Le Yuan looked up, followed the eyes of everyone, and saw the giant sycamore tree that connected the sky and the ground as the landmark of the monastery.

It was early summer, and the dense canopy of the giant sycamore tree should have been green and lush, but what was reflected in the eyes was a large area of ​​withered yellow.In the next instant, the yellow leaves are rustling, leaving only empty dry branches.

The bright sunshine has unconsciously reappeared in the world, Mr. Qiu, the spirit of the sycamore tree, sitting among the branches, bathed in the sunshine, turned into a phantom, and gradually dissipated.

Dan Qiu sat on the highest branch of the plane tree, overlooking the entire monastery.

His eyes were colorful and green, and for the first time since he was born, he opened his eyes.

Previously, I used my spiritual sense to see things more clearly than my eyes, but it didn't hinder me.It's just that what the spiritual consciousness sees is a dim and gray scene.

For the first time in his life, he saw the colorful world and the vitality radiating from the young disciples.

He also saw a pair of cat ears on the hair of the boy with cat ears, golden, warm and bright.This little guy with a heart like a child turned out to be a cat with the same color as the sun.

With a long sigh in his heart, Danqiu let go of the burden he had carried on his shoulders for many years.

The way of heaven foretells that when his eyes open, it will be the moment when he will work together with everyone in the Taoist temple, fight to the end with blood, and live and die with the Taoist temple.But what Xianzun Yandao said was correct, as the prophecy showed, this day will also be the day of his death.

The great road is fifty, the sky is four and nine, and people are one of them.

He is good at seeing the secrets, and all the roads he saw in the past were all dead ends.Only the last one is beyond the reach of manpower.Maybe it's the only way to live, maybe it's also the way to die, only God knows.

"Don't be sad." Mr. Danqiu looked at the crowd with a calm expression, "After thousands of years, we may meet again."

A word fell, and the light disappeared.

Amid the mourning of the crowd, Le Yuan stared blankly at the withered giant sycamore tree.

Mr. Danqiu saved the owner at the cost of his own life?

If Xianzun Yandao saw this scene, he would definitely exclaim and make a mistake.Mu Xuefeng's injury was no longer effective, and there was almost no one in the world who could save him, but Dan Qiu was one of the few people who could save him.

Why would someone be willing to die for a stranger who has never met both sides?

It's like how many years ago, the Immortal Master Yan Dao didn't understand why the apprentice he brought up with one hand turned against him for the Yaozu who was far more distant than him.

"From now on, Juntian Taoist Academy will close its doors and close the mountain, and no outsiders will be seen." The voice of Master Zheng who is now taking over the Taoist Academy echoed in the sky.

The Great Array of Protecting Mountains emerged, and there was another layer of dense seal characters on the golden light.No one is allowed to come or go here, and not a fly can fly in without permission.

Master Luo came to Le Yuan.

"Little cat, take him away," she said.

Numerous fox clans, other monster clans and demon generals, even Li Xuan who had transformed from an enlightened beast back to a human form, all surrounded Leyuan one after another, and they stood invisible with everyone in the Taoist academy.

"Go to the Demon League?" Le Yuan said.He also understood the situation.

Juntian Taoist Temple was inherited by Immortal Venerable Ming Hong and inherited the will of Immortal Ming Hong. They are allies of the monster race and can watch and help each other, but they are not on the same road after all.The Immortal Master Yandao is dead, but Yinglong's owner is still there, and now it's time for the Yaozu to stand on their own.

"Yes." Master Luo nodded, "However, where the Demon League will be established has not yet been finalized, so let's take him back to Qingqiu to recuperate."

Luo Xuan, the saint of the fox family, also answered at the right time: "I brought the airship, the two of you come in and take it."

"it is good."

Le Yuan picked up the sleeping Mu Xuefeng on his back, and boarded the cyan giant egg airship owned by the Fox Clan.

The airship couldn't contain all the monster races, so many of them cast their own escape techniques and followed behind the airship, heading for Qingqiu mightily.

The author has something to say:

This article is not divided into volumes. If it is divided into volumes, the following is the final volume.It doesn't mean that it will be over within a few chapters. How much more to write depends on how much water (crossed out) the author writes in the next Monster League chapter.The pits will be filled in, if there is something I forgot, please remind me~