wear it lord god

Chapter 959 The Cat's Revenge 50
The little guy has long become a big guy. The explosive power of the kangaroo is already strong. It is normal for an ordinary kangaroo to kick a cow to death with two legs. What's more, it is two meters tall, covered with chestnut meat, and eats the grass in the land of the goddess of agriculture. Even grass, as long as it belongs to the Goddess of Agriculture, has aura.

Xining was a little worried: "Then Apollo doesn't feel sorry for him to death."

Apollo likes cows the most, who dares to touch his cows, unless it is the god of Zhou.If a mortal injures his cattle, he may pay with his life.

The god of death has always been very calm, as if nothing would affect him. Although the god is small, he is also experienced: "I also heard what Pluto said, and Pluto listened to Dionysus. To punish the little guy, the Goddess of Agriculture came out to speak..."

Goddess of Agriculture: "The little guy is my pet, but it's also your pet. I saw your cow bumping towards the little guy. If the little guy is killed, will you punish your cow? You can't favor one over the other. "

The Goddess of Hunting also spoke: "Since it was the bulls that bumped into us, forget it. Those cows are indeed getting more and more tempered. Last time, they chased Dionysus and ran all over the yard." As Apollo's sister, and with all the goddesses After delivering him, words carry a bit of weight.

After all, it was the "mother" who brought it here. When the little guy heard this, he hugged the Hunting Goddess and stuck his head on it. The Hunting Goddess was used to it, and patted the little guy's thick arms.It made everyone laugh.

The little guy is quite obedient, and sometimes he will do some teasing things with God, and he will pretend to be stupid and pitiful.Fighting is also unambiguous, and Hercules and God of War like to practice martial arts with it.

The God of War said nonchalantly: "Isn't it just a cow? Let them regenerate. After so many years, there are only a few of them that have died. Now that we don't have to worry about food and drink, we don't use them to represent the days. If you feel less, let them Give birth to a few more heads. Now there are so many gods, and there is not enough milk.”

It used to be a herd of cattle, but because of lack of faith, it was reduced to just a few dozen heads.Think about it, when the cow died, it died, and I was about to hibernate, so I didn't care about the cow.

Apollo's anger gradually disappeared, so he gave up.

After Apollo was called away by Zhou God, the gloating Dionysus suggested not to waste it, but to dispose of it quickly.

But who will handle it?Pluto happened to come over for something, and everyone immediately asked Pluto for help. After all, if Apollo’s cattle were slaughtered, Apollo would not be able to answer the question.

After Pluto knew about it, he agreed and agreed that he would choose a piece first.So I called the god of death to get it done, who told the god of death's sickle to be fast and bright.

Pluto asked Death to cut a piece of meat into a particularly large piece.The cut meat was cut off and the best part was given to Zeus, saying that it was Apollo's cattle, and he divided it.

The gods of Zhou got the beef, and Apollo couldn't say anything afterwards.

Pluto also gave Death a share, and took the rest away.What I ate today was the wages of God of Death working part-time.Now that the god of death has gone, when he went to the kitchen to wash his hands, he saw bread and golden apple jam in the kitchen, and said to the fairy in charge, tell the god in charge, take it back and give it to God Xining, and then let him go.As for whether the fairy reported to the higher authorities, he didn't care.

There was only an empty basin left on the table, and even the steak soup was wiped clean with bread.The bowl of porridge was also licked clean.

Stretching out my stomach that was a little full from eating, I sat with the Grim Reaper, holding coffee to digest my food.During the whole process, Xining laughed from time to time,

When the little guy pretended to be pitiful, he lowered his head, squatted there, put his arms in front of him, and drooped his ears, as if admitting his mistake.And next to him is the distressed Apollo, surrounded by the gods.You can imagine the scene at that time, record it in the annals of history, and draw a picture handed down from generation to generation.

There is also the cunning Pluto, who just let the god of death cut it, and ended up taking the biggest and best piece of beef.

Xining smiled: "You used my name to get the bread and jam back?"

"Well, use it if you can." Death really said it honestly.Now the name of God Xining is very famous in the Protoss. The fairies and fairy servants want to bring the God of Beauty into the entertainment circle, and the small and medium gods, whether it is the heaven or the underworld, hope that God Xining can give some business and earn some faith.

Well, after listening to the story and eating a good steak, it's time to do the dishes.

Seeing her standing up, the god of death picked up the tableware first: "I'll go wash it, you rest."

And the porridge is holding its plate in its mouth, floating and following the god of death.

What is rhythm?I always feel a little weird... Oh, now that I think about it, is it because I gave some porridge a little bit of faith yesterday?

These two guys are really enough.Isn't it just a little faith, as for this?
The cat that gave birth yesterday gave birth to three kittens.As for which cat was reincarnated, I don't know.

Animal souls are relatively weak, and unless they are evil spirits, they cannot exist in the mortal world for as long as human souls.If you don't reincarnate, it will soon disappear.So the underworld of the protoss is full of human souls, and there are no other animals.

Looking at the three new babies who are breastfeeding, it is so warm, and Xi Ning's heart melts a little.

Putting down the foldable outer cover of this large room, Xining looked at the porridge floating beside him: "When will you reincarnate?"

Porridge didn't even turn his head, indicating that he didn't hear.

She rolled her eyes: "It's all settled. Your enemy paid for 20 years of his life and is still lying in the hospital with no good skin all over his body. Don't you really want to stay here forever and not start over again?" ?” Is it possible that they still want to wait until the old master dies, and the undead will meet each other again and catch up with each other?
Porridge was still floating beside it, without any movement or expression.

Forget it, stay where you like.Anyway, she is leaving soon, and the rest will be left to the owner to decide.

The god of death didn't know where he was busy, and he hadn't come back until the evening, so the day passed by like this.

After dinner, I planned to go to bed after washing up.Thinking that the female cat needs some nutrition, she got up, went to the kitchen, warmed up some milk, and carried it over.

Opening the lid, the mother cat was originally vigilant, but when she saw it, she immediately relaxed her whole body, and even licked her newborn kitten, looking at her.Meaning, look at my baby, how cute it is.

Xining smiled subconsciously, and put the milk basin in front of her. After thinking about it, the mother cat poked her head out and began to lick it with her tongue.

After eating, Xining put away the plate and gently closed the lid of the box.Don't bother anymore, the alarmed mother cat will often do harm to the kitten, or take the kitten to a safe place, but let the kitten die.Therefore, postpartum depression is not only found in humans, but also in animals.

This is the ingenious design of this cat apartment. Each nest can be opened, which is convenient for cleaning and placing cotton quilts in winter.And the few rooms in the corners are dedicated to the delivery of female cats who want to be quiet and yearn for safety.

Holding the basin in his hand, he was about to go back to his room.Suddenly, the porridge next to her flew in front of her and blocked her.

What's wrong?Xining stopped in doubt.

At the entrance of the alley, several black figures appeared, and someone was coming.

(End of this chapter)