The white paws of the milk cat just showed out.

Her whole cat was stuffed into the wide sleeves of her coat.

Fu Yue, who was dizzy: "......"

After struggling for a long time, trying to poke her head out of her sleeve, before she could meow, a slender finger like jade pressed Fu Yue's head and pushed her back again.

“……”

You're in trouble!

Fu Yue's snow-white fangs flashed in her blue cat's eyes.

When the two monks saw a man who came out of the middle of the road and cut off the cat's beard, they were immediately furious, and opened their mouths to scold: "Where did the stinky boy come out, dare to grab things from your grandfather, is he impatient?" ”

"That's it, if you know each other, quickly hand over this cat to us, and kowtow two more times, grandpa, I can spare your life!"

"Do mortals like you know what a monk is......

One person, one sentence, one singing and one harmony.

Shen Yun had his back to the two monks.

Hearing this, the cold face turned slightly to the side, and looked at them like a charity, and the amber eyes were very light, as if facing a pile of dead things.

He pursed his lips lightly: "I don't know what is dead or alive." ”

Sanskrit sounds ethereal.

Kill in one word.

Fu Yue obediently stayed in Shen Yun's sleeve and ate melons, thinking secretly in his heart.

Which eye did these two idiots tell that this guy was a mortal?

Shen Yun walked away without looking back, not seeing the two monks in general, his white wrist was exposed, and he wore a string of simple Buddha beads on it, lined with beautiful bones.

It looks extraordinarily holy and inviolable.

Unexpectedly, those two loose cultivators were not long-sighted, so they glanced at each other, drew their knives and rushed towards Shen Yun.

Fu Yue peeking at his sleeves: "......"

Notice the movement behind you.

Shen Yun's beautiful eyes sank slightly, and with a flick of his sleeves, a snowy white light rushed towards the two monks.

Such a terrifying power.

Almost instantly, the two of them became a pinch of loess, annihilated silently.

Fu Yue was startled for a moment, her blue cat's eyes widened slightly, her small claws grabbed Shen Yun's sleeves, and she lowered her head thoughtfully.

The soft cat ears are drooping.

Xiao Tiantian in this life seems to be extremely indifferent and regards human life like a mustard.

When she thinks about something she doesn't.

Shen Yun reached out and took out the milk cat in his sleeve, held it in the palm of his hand, and smoothed the hair with or without a match.

Fu Yue: "......"

She felt a wave of insult.

MD, she's not a cat!

Shen Yun suddenly opened his mouth, and his tone was cold: "What, this is scared?" ”

Naturally, he noticed the cat in his sleeve, and his body shook uncontrollably when he saw the two dead.

Fu Yue blinked.

It's not that I'm afraid, but I didn't expect Jun Heng's world to be so indifferent and moody.

After all, in her impression of the Heavenly Dao, the temper should be extremely gentle, neither happy nor sad, and looking at all beings equally.

"Who's afraid of you?"

The milk cat immediately choked back, her blue pupils dilated, and she tried to turn her head to stare at Shen Yun, and sharpened her snow-white fangs.

The beauty chuckled twice.

Cold and emotionless words slowly sounded.

"Don't be afraid, my pet, if you can't even see this scene, I can't help but want to strangle to death."

Fu Yue: "......"

She was depressed.

Britney in this world always wants to kill her, and just treats her as a pet.

The tips of the cat's ears are miniaturized, and her beautiful face is hanging down.

She could feel that Shen Yun wasn't joking, because the hand that was pinching the back of her neck had just tightened slightly.

This man is really cold-hearted and ruthless.

The coolness of the bones.