My Goddess is a Cat

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Nan Mao is asleep, and Tang An is also asleep.

The lake breeze still kissed the surface of the lake, Dingshan Lake became shy, like a sensitive girl, under the caress of her lover, layers of tiny bumps appeared on her skin, and the undulating water waves were the chants of Dingshan Lake. Sentimental.

The water ghosts from Baidao Lake, under the leadership of the two kings, occupied the waters west of Dingshan Lake, while the native indigenous water ghosts of Dingshan Lake still entrenched around the Lingdong.

The water ghosts of the two factions fought, regardless of the outcome, and dispersed, so both the lake surface and the bottom of the lake calmed down.

The last darkness before dawn quietly disappeared. When most people were still asleep, Sam Musashi, who stayed at the Lake Island Hotel last night, was still standing in front of the windowsill. The infinity pool in front of him was slanted with a blue waterfall. The seemingly bright and dark scenery has long left him with little freshness to appreciate.

This is his hotel, his lake, Sang Musashi always thought so not long ago.

In fact, it can be said that it is another person's hotel, another person's lake, but now it is his hotel, his lake, and the few people behind him, all his people.

Sam Musashi turned his head and looked at the few people who accompanied him. His eyes flashed sharply. The man whose tyrannical aura could not be suppressed was Rottweiler. His body was a Rottweiler and he was best at getting close. Fighting.

Cut a flat-headed man with the tallest body. That is Sam Musashi’s driver, Labrador. His body is a Labrador. He is loyal and reliable. He is not the best at fighting, but he is much more reliable than Lowe. , Not so impulsive.

The man with black hair and a faint scar across his ears on his cheeks is the Sang Mastiff who has followed Sang Musashi for the longest time. His body is the mighty and mighty Tibetan Mastiff, but he is not as good as Lowe in close combat. Flexible, his body shape transformed into a dog is the largest among them, and he can even smash into a truck on the road.

The last one had no expression on his face, but there was a kind of restlessness in his eyes. It seemed that he wanted to do something all the time. The youngest looking man was called Sanha, and his body was a husky... a dog spirit. The character of the clan has nothing to do with the breeds of dogs they can change, but Sanha is obviously an exception. Many times San Musashi thinks he is a husky, which makes people very uneasy.

But it doesn't matter, even Sangha is a loyal and reliable brother to Sang Musashi.

"There was a big explosion in Hundred Island Lake. We should not gloat." There was silence in the room. The first one to speak was Sanha. He was playing with the lighter in his hand, occasionally letting the flame burn on his fingers, and then burned. When her fingers were sore, she frowned and blew out the flames, and then continued the cycle again and again.

"It's a pity that I was not there at the time." Lowe's tone was full of anger, obviously this was something he couldn't tolerate.

"The big explosion in Baidao Lake does not matter if we are gloating... Yan Qingning has occupied it for too long, and her strength has been weakened, which is not a bad thing for our entire Wu League." Lola said calmly, "But We did not expect that what happened there will be repeated here soon. Yan Qingning also calculated us, she probably knew that this kind of thing is inevitable to replicate in Dingshan Lake, of course she would not remind US."

"Unexpectedly, who could have thought of such a thing? The spiritual power of the treasured geomantic land has always been lacking, but I have never heard of something that will be absorbed directly by someone." Sang Mastiff walked to Sang Musashi, "Big Brother , I’m sorry, I didn’t have time to check what happened. Our water ghost was already entangled by another group of water ghosts and couldn’t be cloned, and I was swept away by the whirlpool before I got close to the spirit cave. When I woke up, I was already there. On the shore."

Sang Musashi was silent while listening to several brothers. No one expected this kind of thing. He didn't blame his brothers, nor Yan Qingning. After all, Yan Qingning was not an ally. She didn't remind them. Responsibility... There is nothing wrong with oneself. It is impossible to predict this unprecedented thing. Everyone thinks that the explosion of Baidao Lake is just a ritual operation error or other internal reasons, and there is no idea that there will be outsiders. Invasion.

Which party did it on earth? This is almost equivalent to the national power represented by Yan Qingning, and the entire Wu League has declared war. Sang Musashi thought about it, and no force would do such a stupid thing that is almost undoubtedly suicidal.

Undoubtedly, the entire China Land has the most resources of feng shui treasures, such as Jingbo Lake in Heilongjiang, Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain, Hulun Lake and Beier Lake in Inner Mongolia, Qinghai Lake, Fuxian Lake in Yunnan, and of course there are hundreds of sister lakes. Island Lake and Dingshan Lake, etc. Most of the spiritual resources in these lakes have mining value, but depending on the specific spiritual cave, the difficulty of mining is different, and the major forces occupying one of the feng shui treasures are enough to thrive and consolidate their power. However, this kind of destructive grabbing of the opponent's spiritual resources by going to other homes can certainly weaken the opponent's power, but in the past it was actually meaningless.

Because with the strength of the Sang family, it is entirely possible to find other lakes and re-mine, as long as there is a ritual to draw spiritual power... But now it is different, because no one can perform a new spiritual power absorbing ritual.

Whether the extraction ceremony to destroy Hundred Island Lake or the extraction ceremony to destroy Dingshan Lake is almost a naked declaration of war, the intention to destroy the other forces is unconcealed. This will be an endless struggle, and there is no possibility of reconciliation. NS.

As a very small number of alien races, there are constant struggles within the Canine Tribe, but after all, the major forces are very clear. It is the human race that rules the earth that must be carefully guarded. The Canine Tribe should be based on unity, even if Fighting can't make the inner strength of the canine clan consume too much.

Destroying the feng shui treasure land will cause public outrage within the entire Inunling Race. Faced with this behavior, whether it is the Sang family or other forces, they will stand in the same position.

Who can stand on the opposite side of the entire military alliance with one's own strength? Except for Yan Qingning, Sang Musashi couldn't think of anyone else who was qualified and had the courage to do this kind of thing.

But Yan Qingning really has no motivation to do this kind of thing. First of all, Baidao Lake has always been a treasure of Fengshui that Yan Qingning has always relied on, and has been under her control. Why should she do such a sloppy thing? What's more, Yan Qingning didn't have the ability to absorb so much spiritual power at once.

Yan Qingning hopes that the Sang family will decline, but Yan Qingning has no ability to set off a huge whirlpool in Dingshan Lake, so that Sang Mastiff can't get close... Yan Qingning is indeed very strong, but even if Yan Qingning and Yan Hei The cat shot together, and it wouldn't make Sang Mastiff helpless, even how he was thrown out of the lake and lying on the lake like a dead fish.

Last name? Sang Musashi suddenly remembered this old dog that doesn't bark or bites. It shouldn't be, not to mention whether this old dog has such motives, he doesn't seem to be interested in any place other than Wutong Lane, this kind of struggle that looks like a young man likes, Yanjun will not mix it up.

"Brother, Yangcheng Lake has indeed happened like this." Sangha took his mobile phone and looked at the latest information received. There was an underwater video of the bottom of Yangcheng Lake. Some signs were as good as Baidao Lake Dingshan Lake.

"Yangcheng Lake has been abandoned a long time ago, and the spiritual resources there have been mined. How could this happen there?" Lola asked incomprehensibly.

"You want to fight, what's the use of doing these stupid things?" Lowe said annoyedly. Lowe was full of anger at these behaviors that he couldn't understand. In his opinion, if the other person sees I'm not pleasing to the eye, can I solve the problem by rushing over and fighting between the two sides? The loser kneels, the winner tramples the loser, it's that simple, what's the point of doing so many things?

No one else meant to explain to Lowe, he wouldn't listen anyway, and explaining to him was meaningless.

"We can't stand on our stand, use our vision and our abilities to see and measure problems." Sang Musashi squinted and sat on the sofa, holding a glass of liquor in his hand, "Yangcheng Lake also appeared. This kind of problem makes me think of a possibility."

"What's possible?"

Sang Musashi drank two or three white wine in one sip, with a refreshing feeling on his face, "For us, the absorption of spiritual power must have a ritual, and the ritual of absorbing spiritual power is for the spirits in the cave. Power reserves and density are required. When the spiritual power reserves in the spiritual cave are reduced to a certain level, or too thin, so even if the ritual can still function, it will not draw spiritual power anymore."

"Yes, what's the problem?" Sanha asked impatiently.

"But if anyone doesn’t need ritual~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to directly absorb spiritual power and transform it into their own body? We need to swallow the condensed water essence and flame, and the other party may be as long as there is spiritual power around, No matter how thin it is, it can be absorbed into one's own body?" Sang Musashi was deeply worried...If there is another such one, then it means that she will appear again.

"Why, she is dead!" Lowe jumped up and said with a complex expression.

Several other people also looked at each other, looking at Sang Musashi in disbelief.

Sang Musashi stood up, took the phone from Sangha, pressed the button, and turned on the sound system in the room. Although he did not compromise the room decoration for the best sound effect, it still has a shocking sound effect. .

"Two tigers, two tigers run fast, one without ears, one without tail..."

A few men stood in front of the French windows and danced this famous children's song. There was no naive taste, and there was not much cute and funny atmosphere. On the contrary, there was a touch of sadness.

This is a kind of nostalgia, a kind of memorial, and even a kind of decisiveness.