My Goddess is a Cat

Tang An already had a plan in his heart, still looking at the dark cave in front of him.

He didn't know how Sam Musashi planned to investigate this dark cave, but he felt it was impossible to jump in directly.

You must participate more in this matter so that you have enough capital to keep Sang Musashi from leaving Sang Musashi when investigating the cave.

"I can go back and think of a way to see if my cousin has left any clues in my house. I hope she will show up soon." Tang An thought for a while and said.

"good."

Sang Musashi didn't mean to wait, but Tang An undoubtedly won his approval.

This is one of the goals he hopes to achieve when he meets Tang An tonight.

"It's very secretive here, except for me, only Luo Wei and others know that their sisters are unaware." Sang Musashi said.

"I know, I won't disclose it." Tang An said with some doubts, "Why Mengmeng doesn't know about Wumeng and things like that?"

"You will understand later." If Sang Musashi said deeply, but he didn't mean to talk to Tang An in detail now.

Tang An thought for a while, but didn't ask further. In fact, he felt that it was the best thing for Sang Mengmeng and Sang Yueye not to get involved in the Wu League.

"Then I'll go back first." Tang An couldn't wait to go back to Wutong Lane to discuss something with Nanmao.

"Go." Sam Musashi smiled and nodded gently.

Tang An quickly left Jinghua Lake, and after sending a text message with Sangmeng, he returned to Wutong Lane non-stop.

The Wutong Alley at night is still exceptionally quiet, but in Tang An’s eyes, it is already different. It seems that this place is no longer part of the real world, and it is vaguely shrouded in a layer of real mystery, as if it is a connection to a strange world. stronghold.

Just like the stove in the wizarding world of Harry Potter, what is connected is a place cut off from the ordinary human world.

When Tang An returned home, Nan Mao did not continue to play the game, but went back to his room and fell asleep. The Black Tiger forward lay on the sofa downstairs and watched the TV without signal ignorantly.

Tang An ordered a cartoon at random, and then came upstairs. Seeing Nanmao was sleeping very heavily, it seemed unsuitable to wake her up, so he resisted the urge to wake her up and talk about his plan.

After all, this is not a plan to be executed soon, and it will not be too late for her to wake up at dawn.

Tang An wanted more details in his mind, considering the possibility of Nanmao's promise.

While thinking, he went to take a bath, and then Tang An pulled out the tatami bed he made to sleep.

Nan Mao's room was still unorganized, because she had to make a puppet possessed by Tang Lake, and the alchemy utensils were still piled up together.

Tang An tossed with excitement, and fell asleep very late.

Tang An woke up very early in the morning, but Nan Mao was still asleep, so Tang An had to make breakfast first.

After Tang An washed and made breakfast, Nan Mao woke up, holding a yellow-orange jar in his hand.

"There is a caterpillar on this jar, it looks like a cute cat." Nan Mao introduced her jar to Tang An.

Tang An looked at it, and it turned out to be a small jar of candy, thinking she was holding something baby.

"My lord, eat breakfast, I tell you a very important plan, you will definitely agree with it." Tang An said impatiently.

"According to my expectations, today's very important plan is to get my supermarket ready." Nanmao glared at Tang An, "Don't do anything else. Nothing else is more important."

"I know, I know." Tang An nodded repeatedly, "Listen to me first, or we can tell you clearly on the way to the supermarket."

Hearing that he was still going to his supermarket, Nanmao didn’t have too many opinions. He lazily relaxed, touched his tiger hat, and said with a frown: "Then you can talk about it first, but I will ask you. , Why do I think my current crown is a bit weird?"

Tang An didn't rush to say it, but was attracted by her crown, that is, the puppet tiger hat.

In fact, there is no difference. Tang An took a closer look and understood, “Because you used to be a little girl, you looked cute wearing this hat. Such a cute little girl-style hat, it feels a little bit like that."

Tang An said carefully.

Even if Nan Mao is now tall and tall and makes a man feel inferior, he is still unwilling to take off her crown.

"The ridiculous mentality, the king is the king, doesn't the king have no momentum before?" Nan Mao dismissed it, touched his hat, and carefully looked at himself in the side mirror.

Nan Mao frowned, but decided that his current appearance was still an extremely perfect point of view.

"It's like this." Tang An didn't intend to continue the topic of hats with Nanmao. "After the Wu Zun on earth left, there will be a new Wu Zun. But now after my mother's death, the new Wu Zun has not. Appears but Sang Musashi thinks Tang Shui is the new Wuzun."

"Which cat is Tang Shui?" In Nan Mao's mind, many pet cats and stray cats that she currently controls were entrenched around Wutong Lane. She knew many cats, but she didn't know the cat named Tang Shui.

Of course, Nan Mao knew that Wu Zun in Wumeng would only be a branch of the cat spirit tribe or cat spirit tribe.

"Or the tiger in the zoo?" Nan Mao thought of the lazy and sick tigers he had seen in the zoo with Tang An last time.

Nanmao even thinks that if there is a rebellion among the spirits in the future, sending them to Zhonghai's zoo is the most suitable exile policy.

"It's me!" Tang An pointed to himself, reminding Nan Mao.

"No!" Nan Mao patted the table and said angrily, "You can't be called Tang Shui if you want to change your name, you can only be called Tang Gougou Gougou!"

"No! I ate you your transformation pill that day, and then I met Sang Musashi, so I said I was Tang Shui!" Tang An quickly explained to her.

Nanmao took a sip of milk in silence, then nodded, and didn't have any meaning to explain his misunderstanding.

"Now Sang Musashi is waiting for Tang Shui to assume the position of Wu Zun, and then lead the Wu League." Tang An continued.

Listening to Tang An's words, Nan Mao put down the milk, which is a little more important than drinking milk now.

"Go, you are in charge of the Wumeng League, which means that I have controlled these rebellious descendants without any effort." Nan Mao opened his mouth and wanted to make a laugh, but after thinking about it, he took a sip of milk first. .

"No, I didn't mean it. First, I can't become Tang Shui again. Second, even if I become Tang Shui, I am not a cat spirit, and Sang Musashi is not a fool." Tang An said quickly. Pointing to the Nanmao, "I mean, you go to be Wu Zun of the Wu League."

"Do not!"

To Tang An's surprise, Nan Mao refused Tang An's proposal without even thinking about it.

"Why?" Tang An thinks this is the most appropriate proposal. It is completely profitable and harmless to Nanmao. Isn't she always thinking about infiltration and control of Wumeng?

"There is no why!" Nan Mao continued to drink his milk.

Tang An collapsed on the chair next to the dining table. Like Ji Chunsheng, he thought about it, but never thought about it. Many things that he took for granted are actually incredible to Nanmao. unacceptable.

Tang An tried to persuade him a few more words, and Nan Mao was willing to give out the reason for his refusal, "The title of Wu Zun is not good, not good at all!"

Tang An had nothing to say for such a reason.

"Actually, this is not a problem." Tang An thought for a while, and felt that he could solve this problem, although he was not very sure.

It is perfectly possible to give Nanmao another honorable name. Although the Wumeng has to change the tradition that has lasted for a thousand years, it is hard to accept it. But after all, these rules are dead, and those who obey the rules are alive and overthrown. It's normal to die.

With the current Wumeng’s desire for Wu Zun’s appearance, no less than people’s expectations for Noah’s Ark at the end of the world, Nan Mao should not encounter much difficulty in changing its title.

"Then I want to be called the King of the Earth." Nan Mao thought for a while and said.

The cheek muscles beside Tang An's nose bounced twice, so where did this name go?

King of the Earth! Tang An thinks that such titles are more popular in cartoons for children under eight years old~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Children over ten years old will despise movies and TV series with this title!

"Yes, there should be no problem." Tang An still nodded, and did not question the taste of the Southern Cat King. She has always had no level and appreciability when choosing a name.

Watching Tang An nodded, Nanmao began to consider the practical operability of this issue. After serving as the leader of the military alliance, these stupid dogs must have their own minds and want to parasitize under the protection of the earth king as before. Of course, Nanmao will not let them get what they want, and must take the opportunity to control them.

When he really controls the Wumeng Nanmao, of course, he will not only serve as a spiritual leader like the previous Wumeng leader, and then he has completed his initial plan to control the earth.

As for the plan to use the Wumeng to further control the earth world, it can be planned slowly. This is not in a hurry.

As the king of the beast spirit empire, he came to command the military alliance, which is considered a small skill, but in a special period, in order to expand his strength, I should bear this kind of humiliation for a while.

The Southern Cat King is the kind of big-eyed cat who can bend and stretch. Of course, he must be called "the king of the earth" as the prestigious cat.