Haruno Sakura in Konoha Village

"Holy flame is shining, holy light is shining, all my disciples, meow meow!"

(Here you should consciously join the

cat cat teaching)|ω・)

A black ninja cat will squint and lick its paws.

Under its pink flesh pad, sharp claws are hidden.

"Patriarch! Patriarch! Meow~" A Sanhua rushed over, holding a letter in his mouth.

The black cat opened its golden pupils and looked at the Sanhua cat, slowly lowering the paws it was licking.

It sits there, and it has an air of not being angry and self-threatening.

"Sanhua, what's wrong?" The black cat's voice is actually a good Zhengtaiyin.

Sanhua took the letter in front of the black cat, and then retreated, separated from the black cat for a distance, and then spoke, "Patriarch, this letter was thrown by a crow from the clan ground, I don't know meow~"

The black cat waved his meat claws and signaled Sanhua to go down.

However, Sanhua just looked at the paws of the black cat, and the cat's face was confused.

The black cat was helpless and spoke, "Sanhua, you go down first, meow~" The Sanhua cat

retreated.

The black cat saw that the Sanhua cat had already left, so he picked up the letter, and it stretched out its paws to open the letter.

It looked at the words on the envelope, which was sent by a psychic beast with three major immortal traditions in the psychic world.

It says what it says to invite psychic beasts of all races to participate in the tea party.

The black cat's golden pupils stood up, and it could be seen that it was shocked and incomprehensible.

Tea party? Tea party in the human world?

In its impression, a tea party is generally a group of people gathering together to drink tea and eat delicious.

What's wrong with meow, the psychic world will also learn to hold tea parties for humans?

The little head was filled with big doubts.

Forget it, it can become a patriarch and it is not because it has a good brain, and this kind of brain should ask the elder.

The elder is the smartest cat in the clan!

It picked up the letter and walked gracefully to the elder's residence.

The white cat at the door saw that it was the patriarch, so he let the patriarch enter the elder's territory.

"Elder Meow~"

The black cat stood in front of the door of the elder's room and began to meow, wanting to call the elder out.

After waiting for a while, the door opened, and a Chinese pastoral cat came out.

"Patriarch Meow~ Why are you here Meow~"

The black cat explained the matter and put the envelope in front of the elder.

The elder looked at the words on the letter, and it was indeed not much different from what the black cat said.

It read the letter for a long time, and although the black cat patriarch sat there seemingly without moving, the tail behind it swayed from time to time, betraying its mood.

Black cat heart: so slow

ah meow ~ so boring ah meow ~ can the elder

understand ah meow ~

......

The elder finally spoke, "Patriarch Meow, this letter is just written with such a little content, besides, we small clans usually do not interact with these big families, and we don't know their specific situation..." The

black cat licked his paws, talking a lot, I couldn't understand Meow...

It wasn't until the elder finished speaking that the black cat lowered its paws and paws, and it asked, "So are we going to the tea party?" The

pastoral cat shook its cat head, "Go, you must go, but it's not us going, it's you a cat to meow." The

black cat tilted its head, and its golden pupils revealed clear stupidity.

"Why meow?"

The elder told the black cat the reason, looked at the black cat's clear eyes, knew that it did not understand, and then reorganized the voice, broke it little by little, crumpled it and told it to the black cat.

*

"Star Mouse Mouse Sect! What the stars refer to, the aspiration of the stars! Where my disciples, squeak! (

I should consciously join the rat and mouse cult here)|

・ω・') In the Rat tribe's

station, I also received such a letter.

A group of rats gathered around to discuss whether to go or not.

The hamster will have a bulging sac in its mouth, unable to speak, and other rats ask its opinion, and it just shakes its head or nods.

The chipmunk said, "Squeak squeak" We must go, otherwise the clan will be unhappy.

The guinea pig said, don't go, don't go, we are so small, what if we are swallowed by a snake.

Guinea pigs are silly there, he, I'm older than you, snakes need two bites to eat rats and rats I....

Rats: ......

Mom said, don't talk to stupid mice.

*

Such a scene is staged in different stations, some small clans say they don't want to go, afraid of a conspiracy, and some small clans go, afraid that the big clans will blame them....

In short, after a burst of chicken flying dog jumping, many small clans still sent people to participate in the tea party.

Those who attended the tea party returned intact, strangely, they were always lost and seemed to have experienced great destruction.

So there were rumors that those great clans were proficient in spiritual torture, and although those who returned were physically intact, they must have suffered great spiritual damage.

Except for the canine family.

After the people sent out by the dog tribe station returned, they did not have the kind of mental damage that came out of other small tribes, on the contrary, they seemed to suffer from lovesickness.

I don't even like to eat my favorite big meat bones.

When the Patriarch heard this, he immediately went to inquire about the warrior.

The dog patriarch is a huge Tibetan mastiff who comes to the warrior's home.

"I'm Patriarch Wang, open the door quickly, Wang!"

The door opened, revealing a dog, a Siberian sled dog, in layman's terms, erha!

Erha's eyes lost focus at this time, and he looked listless.

Seeing that the warrior was so decadent, the patriarch couldn't help but start pitying him.

In order to express its good qualities for the warrior who dared to sacrifice, it took out the scroll, and after a puff of smoke, a huge bone appeared in front of Erha.

Erha's originally unfocused dog's eyes suddenly burst into brilliant light, and then tears flowed out of his eyes.

It put its arm around the patriarch's neck, if it was before, the patriarch would have thrown it out long ago, after all, Erhapi is thick. It's just that this time Erha really invisibly solved the crisis in the clan, so it didn't do it.

"Okay, okay, Erha, don't cry Wang..."

As a Tibetan mastiff, it is generally very brave, and it never cries out when injured, but it really does not comfort people, and can only say dryly.

Erha howled sadly, "Patriarch Wang, you are so good, knowing that I am sad, and sent me a substitute ... Woooo

What is that? It wasn't until Erha finished crying that he opened his mouth to inquire and knew the ins and outs.

The Tibetan Mastiff returned to its previous brave appearance and recovered the huge bones it was going to give to Erha for his own treasure.

Hmph, waste of feelings.

Erha watched himself finish the matter, and the patriarch took the bones back, and this howl was even sadder....

The place chosen for the tea party is the residence of the Toad family.

And they take out the food that entertains them, it's bugs, all sorts of bugs ... Like the erha in their clan, it doesn't pick its mouth, it eats meat if it is meat, and the insects made by the toad family eat very delicious, and the erha really prefers meat to bones, isn't this guilty of lovesickness?

Hmph, waste of feelings, the Tibetan mastiff patriarch thought so again....