Help!Crazy apprentices actually want to commit the following crimes

Chapter 150 Brave Cat Cat, Not Afraid of Difficulties

A group of people quietly moved to the City Lord's Mansion.

The closer you get to the City Lord's Mansion, the stronger the evil spirit will be.

There are many people with stiff faces, dull eyes, and lifeless people on the road. They patrol in an organized way, guarding the ancient city as before.

Qu Yi was well-informed and recognized those people as soul silk puppets.

Puppet making belongs to the art of refining.

The so-called soul silk puppet is an extremely inhuman refining method. It uses a living human body as the main body of the refining tool, supplemented with various refining materials, and follows the steps of the forbidden "Thousand Silk Puppet Art".

People who are made into puppets will experience the pain of burning fire, the pain of soul fragmentation, and finally their souls will be annihilated, and they will never be reborn, leaving only a trace of organs for the master to control.

Ordinary craftsmen would not use human bodies to refine puppets, but spliced ​​them with spirit bones of monsters and beasts. Even if they used human bodies to refine puppets, they would not use living people.

Because that is really against the way of heaven and against the way of humanity.

It is rumored that as long as the level of the craftsman is high enough, the puppet will be the same as it was in life. It is said that after the meridians are constructed with natural materials and earth treasures, the puppet can still continue to practice.

Without inspection by special means, it is impossible to find abnormalities at all.

"Thousand Silk Puppet Art" is really against the sky!

As soon as it came out, it caused shock to the big and small forces. I was afraid that there would be such a puppet in the Zongmen family, and everyone in Kyushu would be in danger.

After discussing at the federation, under the supervision of the representatives of the three sects and six sects, members of the seven major families joined forces to destroy it.

The Art of Destruction came out again, and all three of them smelled something unusual.

As a member of the Shanhai faction, you should take it as your duty to eliminate demons and defend the way. The demons here use living people to refine puppets. Just this one should be cleaned up!

Xiaojuzi can be big or small, but after turning into a cat, it is smaller and less likely to attract attention, and it is the strongest. Song Weiran decided to let Xiaojuzi sneak into the mansion with him.

Qu Yi's mind is rough on the outside and thin on the inside, with a lot of eyes, but his strength is the lowest.

Shi Nanzhu has a violent temper, he likes toughness even more than Sikong Zhu, and is prone to bad things.

So Song Weiran arranged for the two to work together, Qu Yi found a safe place to stay in the city, and Shi Nanzhu accompanied him to protect him.

After discussing, act separately.

Song Weiran squatted under the courtyard wall two blocks away, and ordered Xiaojuzi to shrink down. Seeing that it was still a fat cat, she couldn't help but help.

"Get smaller, get smaller!"

Little Tangerine stood with her tail upright, holding her belly under Song Weiran's oppressive hands like she was holding shit, her airplane ears and constipated face looked extraordinarily funny.

A quarter of an hour later, with the ferocious help of the resentful partner, a cat pig that could crush the kang turned into a healthy and flexible yellow civet cat.

"When I see Senior, I will let her lift your skull!

"You cruel and ugly human being, you won't let go of even the cutest cat!"

Little Orange showed her sharp claws in front of her white gloves and kept licking them. Standing on the moral high ground, she scolded Song Weiran ferociously, but got a cruel shudder.

Song Weiran looked at Xiaojuzi whose painting style was gradually drifting away, and said lightly:
"I will take care of all the funds for this training. One pig eats more than six people, and you need high beds, soft pillows, silk and satin to sleep..."

"What do you mean?" Little Orange frowned immediately, "You are a pig, and your whole family is a pig! I am a tiger with the blood of a noble white tiger!"

Song Weiran snorted lightly, and stepped out.

He didn't seem to say anything, and he seemed to say everything.

In the end, Temporary Thin Orange, Really Fat Orange, Noble White Tiger Bloodline Tiger Tiger, and Little Orange realized the reality, and chased after them crying.

It is reluctant to part with high bed soft pillows, silk and satin, fragrant meat buns, and golden nests that are under planning.

"Rebel!"

It turned towards Song Weiran's back and spat angrily.

Song Weiran snorted again, and his gaze fell lightly on Little Orange, which made him change his words in surprise.

Learning from Xuanyuan Qingshuang's previous address, she shouted in a nasal voice:
"Secretary Song—"

Song Weiran paused and sped up.

Where there is a master, there must be a servant!
Uncle Qingshuang is also weird!
……

As the moonlight entered the house, a soft sound of rubble resounded in the courtyard, which was very obvious in this lifeless mansion.

The young man put down the woman in the red wedding dress, kissed the most pious kiss on the forehead, pulled down the bed curtain, got up and walked to the window.

Under the pale moonlight, the ferocious four-clawed golden python embroidered on his luxurious black clothes could be seen. His blood-red eyes were inlaid with rubies, and he stared at the movement outside the window gloomyly and silently.

After a milky "meow", a thin, frail orange cat covered in black and gray, who seemed to have experienced a lot of hardships, appeared under the window.

It seemed to be unaware of the person by the window. It looked up at the moon that was covered by black clouds in the blink of an eye, slowly lowered its head, and shrank in the corner.

"Meow woo woo..."

The voice was weak and miserable, as if crying.

Xu Shi was very hungry and couldn't fall asleep after laying on the ground for a while. He raised his head again and looked around. His golden eyes were filled with tears, which were half-filled in their sockets.

Create an image of a cat that has gone through hardships and is still strong.

Little Orange thought to herself: The one behind the window is a god or a ghost, staring at it gloomyly, it's really scary.And whether to push it out or not?If you want to get rid of it, run away quickly, if you don't get rid of it, continue acting.

Song Weiran, who was hiding under the wall on the west side of the main courtyard and watching the precious video of the cat acting through the magic weapon on Xiaojuzi's neck, admired the cat for the first time.

You are so courageous, you go directly in front of the Yin Sha Ghost King!

He still remembered that when discussing the division of labor and cooperation, Little Tangerine stepped on the stool with his hind legs, put his front legs on the table, raised his noble head, and groaned:
"Brave cat, not afraid of difficulties!
"I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell!
"My little orange doesn't know how to write when I'm afraid of words!
"Nizi, you are optimistic, the little ancestor will show you a sample!"

Some messy words were learned from the mouth of the girl Shi Nanzhu, or from the mouth of Shi Nanzhu through Qu Yi.

Under Xiaojuzi's strong request, he had no choice but to fish out the treasure at the bottom of the press box, a photocopy of a heaven-level spiritual weapon, and hung it around its neck.

I thought that after such a long time, there would be no accidents, but I saw a pair of slender and powerful hands stretched out from the window in the picture, grabbing the skin of the back of Xiao Orange's neck.

As soon as the screen went black, only the deep male voice remained.

"Little thing, your life is really hard, and you didn't get burned to death by the fire.

"My Xiaoya once raised a cat, similar to yours, named Ruan Ruan, fat as a ball.

"You are still too thin, but since you are here, it means that there is fate. Xiaoya will be happy to see you when she wakes up."

The little orange who was forced to be buried in the young man's arms complained inwardly: "Look, look, let me tell you that my body shape is fine!"

Song Weiran who heard these words fell into reflection: Is it really unnecessary for him to let a certain pig eat his belly?

Lou Pu patted Little Orange's head, and walked towards the bed with it.

　Little Orange: "Brave cat, not afraid of suffering, rush to the duck! Nizi, remember my golden nest!"

　　Song Weiran: "..." You pig!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)