My Goddess is a Cat

The beautiful body of a girl is the most energetic breakfast. ",

　　 Tang An didn't eat anything. When he left the Sang Family Manor, he still felt full of vitality. The feeling of **** and energy made people very comfortable, even the pace was much lighter.

　　 Tang An looked at the phone. Bai Yunxuan should be with her mother. Zhang Huarou went to work and drove by herself. There was a delay in the traffic jam in the morning. It was definitely earlier than Tang An. It seemed that Bai Yunxuan was waiting for herself.

　　 In broad daylight, Tang An could no longer run at high speed, and left the Sang Family Manor on a secluded road.

When he reached the river, Tang An saw Sang Musashi and stopped involuntarily. He was sneaky last night. He didn't want to provoke the Sang family except the Sang sisters. However, he didn't expect to be cautious all night, but still in the morning. Met Sang Musashi.

　　 If I saw a young man leaving from my daughter's room early in the morning, I'm afraid he would beat him half to death with his fist immediately...With this kind of mood, Tang An would be a little embarrassed.

　　 Sang Musashi was sitting by the river, wearing a white martial arts uniform, without a long belt waist, and black cloth shoes. By the misty river, he felt a bit like an outsider.

The long fishing rod is made of dark gray and dark brown bamboo. The fishing line swayed gently. Tang An could not see the movement of the floating head, but Sang Musashi closed his eyes and did not seem to care. Can you catch fish?

　　 Tang An felt that he was the fish of Sang Musashi. Sang Musashi was here early in the morning. It really felt like a fisherman didn't want to fish.

　　 These people, if you have something to do, you can find someone directly, isn’t it okay to say something directly? It happened to be fishing here, and it was so hypocritical to put on such a superhuman figure, Tang An thought so, knowing that the other party was waiting for him, and he didn't even think about running away sneakily.

　　Sang Musashi turned his head and looked at Tang An.

　　 Unlike the last time Tang An saw Sang Musashi, Sang Musashi's expressionless face is still very handsome, but his eyes are a little cold, condensing a kind of danger.

　　 Tang An couldn't help being vigilant and clenched his fist.

　　Sang Musashi's mouth was slightly tilted at this moment, and then nodded, his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Tang An was taken aback, because he still barely caught Sang Musashi's figure. In the blink of an eye, Sang Musashi's huge fist came to Tang An's face. Tang An hurriedly raised his hands and put them in front of him, blocking Sang Musashi's. fist.

Two dusts flew up on Tang An’s heels. Tang An barely stood firm, but stepped back more than ten meters. Two dirt pits were formed under his feet, and a pile of mud piled up behind him. Tang An looked in horror. Sang Musashi felt that the bones of his arms were about to be broken.

Tang An knew that he had really underestimated the enemy before. Under the influence of the Southern Cat King, he did not put the strong men of the Inkins tribe on the earth in his eyes. How did he know when he really faced a strong man like Sang Musashi? The power was so terrifying, and it could be seen that Sang Musashi's punch was definitely not an attack with all his strength.

　　 "Long Wei!"

　　Sang Musashi snorted, the white figure still disappeared in place, and as soon as the voice arrived, his fist appeared in front of Tang An again.

　　 Tang An didn't have time to think about what Sang Musashi meant. Although he didn't believe that Sang Musashi would kill him, if this fist hits his face, I'm afraid he won't be able to see Bai Yunxuan today.

　　 Instinctively, Tang An raised his hand to resist again, because the distance was too close, he had no way to fight back at all, and could only block Sang Musashi's punch first.

The severe pain was spreading through the bones again, Tang An only felt a burning sensation on the soles of his feet. He knew that this time he had retreated more than ten meters, and the power of Sang Musashi’s fist spread to the soles of his feet, making his shoes. It's broken.

　　 "Crack the sky!"

　　 is another punch!

　　 "Hengkong!"

　　 "Ba flash!"

　　 "Phantom!"

　　 "Lore!"

Sang Musashi carried the power of a volcanic eruption like lightning, and punched again and again. It seemed that a huge hammer hammered Tang An's arm. The speed was so fast that Tang An could not make any resistance except to resist. .

　　 Sang Musashi put his fists back behind him, standing beside two dirt pits, standing tall and tall, he finally smiled and nodded towards Tang An.

Tang An only felt that his bones had been completely broken, and his arms did not listen to his commands. He looked at Sang Musashi out of breath. The sweat burst on his body and his whole body was soaked. He looked down at the dirt hole more than 100 meters in front of him. Only the thighs of his legs were left out of the ground, and the dirt behind him piled up like a hill.

　　 "It's pretty good. Among the younger generation, there is no one who can withstand my six punches." Sang Musashi said appreciatively, "It's her son."

She naturally refers to Tang Lake. Tang An took a deep breath. This headless fist really annoyed Tang An, but the person in front of him was Sang Musashi, the father of Sang Mengmeng and Sang Yueye. ...Tang An thinks about it, he can't go crazy on the spot with his old father-in-law, let alone be too crazy to fight.

　　 These phantom-like six punches really make Tang An unable to raise the morale. He is not a rash man. He will run if he can't fight. It will not be too late to settle the account after he can fight...Tang An has always thought so.

　　 As for whether he will find Sang Musashi to settle accounts in the future, Tang An is really not sure if he has such an opportunity...After all, he has already had a relationship with his second daughter, and it seems that the eldest daughter can't run away. Tang An is still somewhat guilty.

　　 "You are indeed very strong, you deserve to be the first person in the Wu League." Tang An said convincingly, and didn't intend to pretend that he didn't understand anything. As for what Sang Musashi was going to say next, what to do, and what plans he had for him, Tang An had no idea.

"The first person in the Wu League?" Sang Musashi just smiled, greeted the rising sunrise, waved his hand, "These six punches are a test. The man who ran out of my daughter's boudoir early in the morning, always You can't even stop the old father-in-law's fist... In that case, even if you are Tang Hu's son, I can't allow it."

　　 Tang An didn't expect that Sang Musashi was really because of this, so his embarrassed face heated up.

"The name of these six punches is Longwei Splitting Sky Hengkong Bashan Phantom Lore. In fact, the true power of the six punches can only be exerted. If the punches are separated, it is only powerful, but in fact, it can exert less than one power. "Success." Sang Musashi continued, looking at his fist, there were layers of blood under his skin, and he could vaguely feel the bones cracking marks.

　　 The sleeves were lowered, covering Sam Musashi's fist.

　　 "So strong." Tang An said in surprise. It was only 10% of the power just now. Tang An looked at the more than 100 meters of dirt in front of him and said in disbelief.

　　 "Do you want to learn?" Sang Musashi laughed.

　　 Tang An opened his mouth unexpectedly. There is no doubt that this kind of fist, full of power and domineering, was Tang An's ten minutes' intention. Compared with spiritual skills, Tang An felt that this was fighting.

　　 "No merit is not rewarded." Tang An said apologetically. In fact, of course he wanted to learn, but there was a Southern cat at home, but he ran to learn with Sang Musashi. Isn't it a bit of a sacrifice? Although Sang Musashi is unexpectedly powerful, Tang An still believes that the Southern Cat is only above Sang Musashi, and the Southern Cat should far exceed Sang Musashi's abilities in all aspects.

　　 Sang Musashi did not force him, and nodded, "If you want to learn in the future, you can find me at any time. I have received so many favors from your mother, so don’t be polite with me."

Sang Musashi was better than he thought... The last time Tang An came into contact with Sang Musashi, it was in Tang Shui's identity. As a girl who resembled Tanghu's god, Sang Musashi's posture and performance did not suffice to explain his face. Other people are also very talkative.

Tang An crawled out of the dirt pit and looked back. The cracked skin on his heel was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although his arm was still sore, the tingling sensation was undoubtedly the spiritual power in the body. Repair injured muscles and bones.

"Uncle Sang, Mengmeng and I are not what you think...I only confessed to her last night." Tang An decided that he still needs to explain the matter carefully, although he has some questions in his mind that he wants to ask Sang Musashi, but The matter with Sang Mengmeng should be said first.

　　Sang Musashi nodded, his expression and expression did not change much. It seemed to him whether Tang An had a relationship with Sang Mengmeng, or just a confession, it didn't make much difference.

"Although it is not very clear why your mother deliberately prevented you from meeting with Mengmeng before, your marriage to Mengmeng was negotiated with your mother a long time ago." Sang Musashi sighed slightly, "Now, whether it is I'm still her, and I'm happy to see it happen."

"My mom... is my mom really a cat spirit?" Tang An felt that Sang Musashi was probably the one who could finally help him determine this problem. After asking, Tang An shook the soil on his legs, but screened. After taking a breath, I waited intently for Sang Musashi's question.

　　 "Yes." Sang Musashi turned his head and looked at Tang An, "The last cat spirit tribe on earth, Tanghu, the lake is the tiger, she is the strongest tiger spirit tribe among the cat spirit tribe."

　　 Tang An was taken aback~www.wuxiaspot.com~Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, he did not expect that his mother was not only a cat, but also a tiger!

"But... but why am I just an ordinary person? I mean before I gained the ability to transform, I was just an ordinary person. Did my mother adopt me?" Tang An only felt a little confused in his mind. The question is Nan Mao. There is no answer for myself.

"I don't know." Sang Musashi said after a moment of silence. "The first thing your mother knew about you was that your mother said you were her child, but as for why you are a human child, she didn't explain... But it doesn't matter. You don't Have you become a Canine Spirit Clan? It’s just a pity that it is not you who inherited the Tiger Spirit Clan’s ability, but your cousin Tang Shui."

　　 Does this mean that the answer has not been obtained, and the truth has not been revealed? Sang Musashi's last words made Tang An a little bit dumbfounded. The reason for Sang Musashi's self-confidence and self-consideration was really a mistake.

Obviously, Sang Musashi knew Tang An before, and he knew that Tang An was an ordinary human child, then now he has become a Canine Clan. There is no doubt that the Cat Spirit Clan has bestowed the glory so that he can transform... Sang Musashi guessed it, probably only the mysterious Tang Shui, from his point of view, there is no other reason why other people can give Tang An this ability to transform.