Meow ~

Ye Zhao learned from Changli Mountain, one of the Five Sacred Mountains of Taoism, and his father is the former head of Changli and the current Supreme Elder.Elder Ye has been desolate for countless springs and autumns under his knees, and he suddenly has a son, so he is naturally favored like pearls and treasures.The current head of Changli obviously didn't expect his master to be so old and strong. He was a little embarrassed at first, but when the pink and tender baby showed two small waxy teeth and softly called "senior brother", he became a good-for-nothing. My younger brother controls.

As for Cheng Yuan, he was sent to Changli in the South China Sea by the spatial turbulence caused by the tribulation thunder because of a mistake when crossing the tribulation, and happened to land in Ye Zhao's medicine field.

Ye Zhao found him when he was tending herbs, and he thought that this kitten was chased and strayed into the medicine field to escape—although Cheng Yuan had successfully survived the catastrophe, he was seriously injured, his mana was exhausted, and his body shrunk. A small white dumpling.

As an alchemist—an alchemist with a distinguished family background—Ye Zhao has no shortage of healing pills, and he saves them as soon as he saves them.Coupled with this kitten's whole body being snow-white without a trace of variegation, and a pair of emerald-like eyes shining brightly, he really liked it, so he moved his mind to keep it by his side.

Cheng Yuan didn't bother to rely on his face for food, but considering that he really needed to rest and recuperate, the wound medicine refined by this human being was not bad, so he stayed there without exception.

—and soon, he began to doubt whether this decision was wise.

"Humans, how dare you touch this seat's head!"

"Humans, how dare you play with my tail!"

"Humans, how dare you poke this seat's stomach!"

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Of course, these are all Cheng Yuan's inner drama.He knew that the blood of the white tiger was really coveted, so he pretended to be a dumb cat. At that time, Cheng Yuan still kept his identity, and never thought that one day he would really meow like a cat to please this human being.

The reason why he didn't turn his face back then was because Ye Zhao would soon rub his neck and scratch his chin, making him hum comfortably, and a little bit of anger would naturally disappear.

Of course, there are also times when Cheng Yuan is not so easy to calm down, for example...

"Humans, how dare you look at this little girl!"

Conscience of heaven and earth, Ye Zhaozhen didn't have any indescribable thoughts about his cat, but was asked by his colleagues whether the cat was male or female, so he pulled Cheng Yuan's leg to confirm.

Cheng Yuan felt that he had suffered a great humiliation, and was so angry that he ignored Ye Zhao for many days.It was Ye Zhao who cooked delicious fish by himself for several days in a row, coaxing him to change his mind little by little.

On this day, Ye Zhao walked along the path in the mountains as usual, and Cheng Yuan nestled comfortably in Ye Zhao's arms as usual, enjoying the warm sunshine, the slightly drunk breeze, and the warm palms of human beings. own back.

The ugly voice suddenly appeared like this, it seemed to be a guy with some kind of protagonist halo, pointing at Ye Zhao and saying something stupid.

Ye Zhao has a good temper, really good.He comes from a good family background, is highly talented, and is young. He hasn't had time to experience the cruelty of competing with the sky and humans on the road of cultivation, and he has no intention of caring about such trivial matters.

Cheng Yuan heard it in his ears, but his heart was inexplicably angry, and he couldn't suppress it no matter what.

Raised by the Yaozu by nature, they don't respect morality, but only respect the heart.Cheng Yuan didn't bother to think about why he was angry—or because Ye Zhao, who was in a bad mood, stopped giving him hair, or because his owner was so weak that His Royal Highness the Demon King felt ashamed—in short, he was not happy , taking advantage of Ye Zhao's inattention, he turned back and slapped the scum who spoke rudely to death.

To His Highness the Demon King, this kind of weak and overconfident guy is like an ant, and it is not worth mentioning if he is crushed to death.

But Ye Zhao cared.

With the idea of ​​doing good deeds without leaving a name, Cheng Yuan did not show off his glorious act of avenging his owner—although his tail was raised high at some point—he just jumped onto the desk as usual, proudly He tilted his head up, waiting for Ye Zhao to pick him up and rub him.

Ye Zhao smelled a bloody smell, which rushed straight into his nose.

He practiced alchemy, and his five senses were particularly sensitive.In the past, Cheng Yuan would secretly hunt some small animals for tooth sacrifice, he knew it well, and he didn't care if he opened or closed his eyes; but this time it was different.

The taste of human blood is different after all.

The snow-white and smooth fur that he couldn't put it down in the past seemed to be oozing scarlet blood from every pore.

Ye Zhao stared blankly at his white cat, but suddenly felt that the little figure he had been with for so many years was extremely strange.