An Exclusive love

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"Walk away, the ancestor wants to wash his face today!" The fat tanuki looked at him with gloomy eyes, "No, you will wash your face yourself in the future, you are deprived of your ancestor's qualifications to serve."

Winking quietly retracted his hand: "Why?"

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The civet cat pointed at him.

"What do you want for breakfast?" Win Qingchang changed the subject.

The tabby's tail moved.

"I heard that there is a pastry made of flowers in the nearby village ..."

The tabby's ear moved.

"And Yulu made with special nectar ..."

The civet turned and threw the wet parcel onto him: "You show the way, my ancestors go!"

Probably she thought that the so-called lead the way and told herself to go, so proudly walking in front of Win Qing Cang, looking back from time to time to make sure that she did not lose ...

"Tired?" Win Qingcang didn't know what Tanuki had dreamed of his Tanuki, presumably not a good thing.

Did you see a picture that she was not good for her at first? Thinking of his and Xin Qing's behavior at the beginning because of Zu Xun's marriage, Ying Qing's face turned black.

"Bold! Do you dare to be angry?" The fat tanuki just came over and noticed that the servant was looking at her back with her face hanging, and she was immediately angry. "Poor man!"

Win Qing could not laugh or cry, but he was not in a hurry, anyway, in the future, Tanuki will see more and more scenes, and naturally know that he is not a bearer.

"No, I'm afraid you'll have to walk hard, if your claws are worn ... your nails will be bad."

The chubby cat's eyes rolled around, raising its feet to look at its own paws. Who knew that it was too hard to plant it in the past, and rumbling, rolling to the front of Yingqing Cang's feet.

"Head ... dizzy."

Ying Qingcang smiled and hugged the raccoon cat: "Look at me, hey ... it really broke."

The chubby cat couldn't help getting dizzy, and tried hard to look at his own paw.

"Don't move, I'll give you an ointment." Ying Qing Cang waved his hand out of the soft chair and took out a beautiful jade bottle.

A touch of creamy white smeared on the claws that didn't split at all, and a creamy fragrance came out.

"Much ... Wipe more!" The tanuki moved his nose, feeling that he could become a delicious tanuki.

When Ying Qing Cang saw that the water was flowing from her mouth, she put the bottle next to her mouth: "It is edible, would you like to try it?"

"Yes!" I thought I couldn't be so hopeless. "Just ... lick it."

Half an hour later, Ying Qingcang entered a quaint and quiet village. The civet cat on his shoulder was holding the small bottle with his two front paws to lick, but he did not find the successful look in the man's eyes.

"Pastry made of flowers?" Tanuki came to the village and remembered what the man said in the morning.

Instead of going to the village, Ying Qingcang went straight to a two-story bamboo building at the entrance to the village.

"Madam, want a set of flowers."

It turned out to be a restaurant. Outside is the cooking smoke, birds calling insects, a natural tranquil scene.

"You are so early!" A woman in an orchid turban came to the teapot with a smile, and smiled even more when she saw the civet cat on her shoulder. "Yo! Is this a pet? It's so cute."

The praised fat civet cat just finished eating the creamy cream in the bottle and immediately sat down dignified: "Your vision is so good!"

"Hehehe!" The woman laughed at her and added a bowl very intimately.

When the woman entered the kitchen, Tanuki saw Ying Qingcang pouring pale green water from the teapot, and the fragrance of flowers came out.

"Is this what you mean by dew?" The civet jumped to the table, took a sip while sliding the bowl, and was instantly fragrant, and immediately drank with a big mouthful.

Ying Qingcang greeted her, fearing that she would plant her head indifferently: "It is brewed with different nectar. I heard that the nectar sold here every day is different in color, depending on what kind of flower the boss lady picks."

The chubby cat sucked and drank a large bowl and leaned in his arm to snore: "So good ... good things should be drunk every day!"

"I'll buy a bottle and bring it later." Win Qingcang rubbed her belly.

The proprietress came over again with a tray with three dishes of pastry on it, each of which was different in color and shape.

"I don't have many guests in the morning, so I will do more to see if your spiritual pet likes it!"

Ying Qingcang nodded, but it was not silver, but two top-quality spirit stones. At first sight, the woman was shocked and happy, but she shied away: "You have given too much, two good-quality spirits will do."

"I didn't." Win Qingcang's special wealth was thick and he threw it directly. "Hold it."

The woman put away happily: "Thank you, thank you!"

The raccoon cat's mouth was full of cakes with two claws, and said vaguely: "She ... vegetarian ... small ... Zhang ..."

"It's not her." Ying Qingcang wiped the fat civet cat's mouth. His civet cat couldn't do anything else. It was accurate for people's cultivation and body taste.

Alas, it is estimated to smell?

"It should be her companion."

This woman has aura in her body, but it is not her own. It is more like a year-long contamination with a monk.

The civet cat brought his mouth together, and Ying Qingcang consciously raised the bowl to feed her, and swallowed the cake with nectar. The civet cat smashed his mouth and said, "It's a good person!"

Because she didn't ignore the civet cat, because she put an extra bowl, and also knew that the pastry wasn't a win to eat, it was all prepared for her. Whether she is really loving or intelligent, the result is good.

When she was gone, the lady put cakes and nectar in beautiful bamboo tubes, and tied them with colored ropes so that the fat civet cat could carry it on her body. There are colorful bamboo wool **** hanging on the colored rope, and there are bells inside.

"Ding Jing! Ding Jing!" With Win Qing Cang's footsteps, the tabby cat on the shoulder swayed, the bell sounded, and the crisp voice echoed in the forest.

"Like it, I like it!" Tanuki was particularly happy holding a bell ball and touching a bamboo tube filled with pastries.

Ying Qing slowly walked around the village. There was a fun place nearby. He wanted to take his own civet cat to see it, but heard the sound of fighting and the roar of the beasts on the mountainside.

"Look ... Look!" Tanuki is particularly fond of fun, and she knows the strength of her servants, and will never be shotgun.

Ying Qing Cang Dun's footsteps turned to the right, and around a dense forest, he saw the grass and trees on the ground destroyed, and a beast like a wolf was biting at two male monks.

"Huh!" The fat tanuki felt that the demon fighting for humanity was the least prosperous. Why didn't he learn to be the master of human beings ...

Ying Qingcang touched her tail to express comfort. Although I do n’t know why her tanuki cat suddenly looks like you stupid humans, it ’s better not to be afraid.

"Who?" Fei Zhifu turned back fiercely and saw that the sword in his hand was tightened tighter after seeing that it was Win Qingcang.

She was injured, one sleeve was gone, and her face was pale. On the ground not far away, Fei Zhiying was lying motionless and didn't know if he was dead.

"Woohoo ..." The demon pet screamed and was beaten to the tree, trying to get up and struggling, but couldn't lie and spit blood on it.

"One more?" The two male monks were in a much better condition than Fei Fu, and got out of clothes because of a messy fight and no internal injuries.

They saw that Win Qing Cang was a stunner, and then they found that he was a Jindan monk, and then they looked calm.

"These two are also Jindan Periods." The fat tanuki looked at Fei Zhifu with a contempt little eye.

A monk in infancy could not even fight two Jindan periods ...

"They don't know what medicine was given to me, and I can't mobilize all my spiritual power." Fei Zhifu felt that he could understand the meaning of that fat civet cat, it was ...

Are you dying?

"Daoyou passing by?" One of the short male monks smiled at Yingqing Qing, "still knows this female monk?" The words that follow become harder and harder, if you dare to say you know, leave it Stance to walk.

Fei Zhifu showed Xiyi's eyes. She knew that Win Qing had hidden Xiuwei. Although she didn't know how high it was, it would not be lower than her.

"Passing by."

Unfortunately, Win Qing's faint words broke her hope.

"You ..." Fei Zhifu couldn't help but want to ask him why, but he couldn't ask.

Originally there was no intersection. He could tell that his sister's whereabouts had owed a love to others. Now how can she be more difficult than this ...

"I don't know him, you can let him go. Fei Zhifu's sword is thrown away." If you have the ability, kill me, otherwise I will report today's shame. "

Originally, after she said these words with great momentum, she felt that her fighting spirit had increased greatly, but she unexpectedly saw the fat civet cat rolling her eyes and looking at herself with a look of contempt.

"..." What did I say wrong?

The two male monks glanced at each other, and slowly came towards Ying Qingcang.

"They want to kill people." The chubby cat took a bite and took a bite. "Because the stupid woman just got revenge in the future."

No one is stupid. Isn't it okay to let the other side go at this point?

"Give up your storage bag, we will let you go." The tall male monk stopped the other suddenly, "and the fat tanuki, also ... ah!"

The familiar scene was staged again, and Win Qing Cang's figure fluttered, and he had caught the cat in the air.

"You're fat! Your whole family is fat!" The fluffy yellow dumplings bobbed on Ying Qingcang's hands. "Stupid human, oh ..."

Spit.

"My eyes, ah, ah!" The tall monk threw a disc with a **** look on his left eye, "I'm going to kill you beast, you ..."

The short man saw his companion suddenly move, one hand still pointing in the air, and touched him quickly, but saw the monk planted to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" He crouched down to help others.

His companion suddenly spit out blood, and then covered his lower abdomen: "I ... my Jin Dan ... Jin Dan is broken."

"What?" Another startled, "How ... how ..."