My Goddess is a Cat

Tang An's understanding of the Beast Spirit Empire came from Southern Cat. Excluding the boasting elements of Southern Cat King, Tang An's judgment should not be too bad.

You must know that the Southern Cat is not the most powerful cat spirit in the Beast Spirit Empire. After all, she is only so old. What about those old cats and dogs who have lived for hundreds of years?

Although Wumeng has Yanjun and Yan Heimao, who even Nanmao say are powerful, they are only two of them. They can be added to the powerhouse of Sang Musashi's level. Wumeng has the confidence to confront the Beast Spirit Empire. NS?

This is impossible. One is an empire with huge resources, and another is an exiled race that barely stabilizes its heritage under the rule of humans. Such a confrontation is tantamount to hitting a rock with a pebble.

So Tang An thought about it calmly, and he couldn't understand it, let alone support Sang Musashi's ideals.

Tang An really wanted to tell him that if you dare, you dare to go, go to the Beast Spirit Empire to see first, don't pull the canine spirits on the whole earth.

Tang An even wondered if Yan Qingning and Sang Musashi reached a secret agreement, and Sang Musashi took the entire Canine Clan to death.

This is good for Yan Qingning, but it doesn't make sense to see what good it is for Sang Musashi.

"But no one knows how to enter the Beast Spirit Empire. It's another world, and it's not on Earth." Tang An said in a very distant tone, reminding Sang Musashi to calm down and not be whimsical.

This is just as nonsense as some countries now propose to expedition to aliens and attack alien civilizations. They confidently believe that alien civilizations must be lower than the earth, and aliens can’t beat the arrogance of people on earth.

Maybe the aliens really have a chance that the civilization development is not as good as that of the earth, but the beast spirit empire must be stronger than the dog spirit race.

"Since you mentioned the Beast Spirit Empire, you must also know that our Canine Spirit family originated from the Beast Spirit Empire. Since we can come, we must be able to go." Sang Musashi slowly shook his head and looked at the mirror in front of him. Huahu, "No one knows the origins of every martial artist, don't they come from the beast spirit empire?"

"Huh?" Tang An was surprised. He hadn't heard anyone say about Wu Zun's origin. According to Nan Mao, the previous Wu Zun chose to pass on his spiritual core to his successor.

Just as Nanmao turned himself into a dog spirit clan, Tang An also had a similar understanding of Wu Zun.

"The first time I saw your mother was by this Jinghua Lake... Would you like me to tell you the story of the year?" Sang Musashi stared at Tang An, as if there was Tang Lake on his face. Shadow.

"Okay." Tang An nodded without hesitation, Tang An was full of interest in the matter of his mother.

The flood that year hadn’t erupted, it was the spring season, and the forest beside Jinghua Lake hadn’t appeared yet, just small saplings. When the sun was just right, the lake was filled with layers. Golden light is just this beautiful scenery because there are no roads and developments around it, so few people can find it. It can be regarded as a very intact piece of native scenery preserved near Zhonghai.

Of course, such a place won't really be coveted. The Sang family has been working on the relationship in the city, planning to take a large area of ​​land nearby to prepare the family's home.

The young Sang Musashi came to Jinghua Lake. Of course, he didn't come to see the scenery, but came to see the new Wuzun.

Because of the special relationship between the ancestors of the Sang family and the first generation of Wu Zun, the Sang family has always been taken care of by Wu Zun. It has always been the family with the closest relationship with Wu Zun. The most powerful force in the military alliance.

Sang Musashi got news that the newly appointed Wu Zun did not go to Wutong Lane, but appeared in Jinghua Lake.

Sang Musashi was very familiar with the previous Wu Zun, and Sang Musashi still felt a little sad about her departure.

Young men are always full of admiration for older, elegant and beautiful women, especially women who have the power and charm that make him admire.

This kind of admiration may not be entirely a relationship between men and women, but it is extraordinarily important. It is often an emotion that is difficult to admit in the heart but is especially concerned.

Such a woman left herself, but was replaced by a girl about her age, which made Sang Musashi more or less emotional.

This emotion is extremely self-convincing. Why? Although this inheritance was recognized by the former Wu Zun, it did not make Sang Musashi give the position of "Wu Zun" to others in his heart.

A girl of your own age? Sang Musashi was very dissatisfied, but wanted to see what kind of person this Wuzun was like.

Jinghua Lake has a special legend and status in its own family. Its importance is self-evident. It is only the real secret hidden in Jinghua Lake. You must wait until you inherit the position of the Sang Family Patriarch before you can know it, and you don’t know it. This Wu Zun wandering around in Jinghua Lake, is it related to that secret?

She coveted the secrets of the Sang family as soon as she appeared? This thought made Sang Musashi even more dissatisfied with her.

"Boss, are we looking for trouble?"

Sang Musashi is not alone. As the young master of the Sang family, of course there will be followers and entourages around him, but these few people are not as simple as ordinary followers to Sang Musashi. They are also brothers and friends that Sang Musashi has accompanied since childhood. .

It is Rowe who has not mastered the transformation. He is the latest to awaken and the youngest among the few. Sang Musashi has always taken care of him, and he is the only one who is used to calling Sang Musashi "Boss" from time to time. ", a breath of sublime rivers and lakes.

"We can't beat it, right?" Sanha tilted his head and looked at San Musashi, then kicked a big rock by the side of the road with one kick.

"What to look for? What to fight?" Sang Ma looked at the two younger brothers with majesty.

"Here." Lola, who was leading the front, pushed a bunch of flowering branches away and saw the beautiful Jinghua Lake.

The Jinghua Lake in spring seems to be filled with the warmth and freshness of the whole spring, and the gentle lake breeze carries a burst of green vitality. Looking up, rows of new trees are swaying with a green clatter. , There are groups of crabs migrating on the beach by the lake.

"I don't know if she is here today." Sang Musashi walked to the lake surrounded by several people.

Jinghua Lake is so big that it is not easy to find someone by the lake.

"Go ahead."

Sang Musashi waved his hand, and Lowe, Sang Mastiff, Sang Ha and Lola turned into four sturdy male dogs and ran around.

Rottweiler is a Rottweiler, San Mastiff is a Tibetan mastiff like a lion cub, San Ha is a husky with strong hair, and Labrador is a vigorous Labrador like a panther.

Although Jinghua Lake is large, as long as the girl is by the lake, it shouldn't be difficult to find. After all, running is the most powerful instinct for the dog spirits, and the speed of running is comparable to the high-speed transportation tools on the earth.

Watching them leave in all directions, Sang Musashi unbuttoned his shirt and pulled his tie. As the young master of the Sang family, he not only had to lead the dog spirits of the Sang family, but also had an important job waiting for him. It is the unclear number of business contacts and interpersonal contacts, and Sang Musashi has always maintained the image of an elegant and decent son in the upper class.

The young Sam Musashi is very handsome, handsome and tall, and has a somewhat unruly feeling. He has reached the age of marriage. However, Sam Musashi is hard to look at ordinary women. For him, he is as elegant and powerful as Wuzun. The perfect female image is what he longs for.

The leather shoes stepped on the beach with a unique touch. Sang Musashi silently thought of Wu Zun's departure, feeling sad, turned around and looked at the lush fresh woodland, only felt that he could not hold back the depression accumulated in his heart, and raised his hand. It's a punch to a small tree.

"Crack!"

The small tree was knocked down directly, and the crown of the tree fell swiftly, and the trunk revealed the white heart of the tree. Sang Musashi didn't care, but felt that the depression in his heart had disappeared a little.

After wiping the bark sap on his fist, Sang Musashi walked away immediately, but he heard footsteps in the small forest. When he looked sideways, he saw a tender girl walking slowly.

This was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, exuding the feminine softness and tenderness all over, and her waist was as light as a small tree that was knocked down by Sang Musashi just now.

The girl was dressed in black-gray linen clothes, and looked like a forest ranger in this woods.

She has no use of bangs, her hair tied behind her head, and two strands of hair hang down on both sides of her forehead. She feels a little weak, her delicate face has a calm expression, and the beauty between her eyebrows makes people startled. , The woman in the woodland seems to be the most suitable scenery to embellish the picture here.

The girl glanced at Sang Musashi for just a glance, and did not say much, but silently lifted the upper half of the small tree, and cautiously pressed it on the broken trunk.

Sang Musashi was a little embarrassed, but it was even more impossible to leave in such an awkward manner. Wouldn't it be like a kid who did something wrong sneaking away?

"Come and help." The girl said without looking up.

"Me?" Sang Musashi looked around, as if the only possibility she was talking to herself.

"Hold the tree." The girl continued.

Her tone was not gentle, she was very calm, as if she was taking things for granted...Sang Musashi thought for a while, but she didn't have the confidence to refute or resist, after all, this tree was really down by him.

But I just knocked down a tree. Who would call myself because of this kind of thing? Sang Musashi thought a little depressed.

While thinking about it, Sang Musashi supported the tree, but the girl took out a bandage and a wooden stick, and tied the tree trunk round and round like a bandage.

"It has just been broken, and if the treatment is timely, it will be able to recover in about a month or two." The girl said with some rejoicing.

Sang Musashi let go of his hand in a bit of a jealousy. With his personality, if the other party came up and questioned loudly, Sang Musashi would definitely dismiss it. It was just a tree. How would he care? It happened that the other party's calm attitude made Sang Musashi feel that if he left with his hand, he would lose his share.

"It's useless for you to do this." Sang Musashi was a little unaccustomed to the feeling of being dominated by others. "The sticks you used to fix are also the branches of another tree. This is not the same as saving a person. What's the difference if another person’s organs are cut over?"

"It's useless," the girl said lightly, then turned and walked away.

Sang Musashi was left dumbfounded. The first time I met this kind of person, his whole body was as soft as a sponge, and I wanted to punch it over, to feel useless, and I would be attracted by her soft posture. .

Seeing her back disappear into the woods, Sang Musashi was silent for a moment before he burst into laughter. What would he care about with such a forest ranger? It seems that the family has taken down the plot of Jinghua Lake and it is no longer a problem. Someone has been invited to do some retouching work nearby. A forest is planted by the lake. After a few years, the lush greenery will be a beautiful scenery.

Thinking about this, Sang Musashi continued to walk forward and walked out of the woods, looking at a lake and mountains, a huge rock in front, like the head of an eagle reaching into the lake to drink, the girl just met Just sit on the rock.

The sunlight fell on her, exuding a color like holy light. She closed her eyes, making Sang Musashi suspect that she seemed to be sitting here all the time, but she left after hearing the sound of "cracking" in the woods just now.

Seeing her quiet posture, the faint cloud-like aura exuding, Sang Musashi's pupils suddenly enlarged. He had never thought about why the mysterious woman who appeared on this lakeside would not be. The new Wu Zun!

Thinking of this, Sang Musashi took a deep breath, his expression solemn, and there was no need to treat her as an artificial and rigid forest ranger.

I didn't recognize her just now, so did she recognize herself? For Wu Zun, the knowledge of the Hesang family has always been a basic lesson.

She shouldn't recognize herself. After all, her reaction just now was similar to her own, and she didn't even realize who she was facing or who she was.

Sang Musashi looked at the girl sitting on the rock intently. Such a young girl would assume the responsibility of commanding the Wu League, making Sang Musashi a sense of distrust.

What's more, as Wu Zun, he didn't go to Wutong Lane, but planted trees next to Jinghua Lake. What a pretentious and pretentious one.

Sang Musashi did not immediately recall Luo Wei and others, but silently watched the girl's back, and then walked towards the rock step by step.

The lake breeze was blowing on her hair, and the air was faintly scented. Sang Musashi felt that as she approached, she still did not react, as if she did not feel his approach at all.

"Are you the new Wuzun?" Sang Musashi asked coldly.

"Yes." The girl nodded, and was not surprised by Sang Musashi's sudden voice, indicating that she was not really indifferent to Sang Musashi's approach.

She stood up, still facing Sang Musashi.

Confirming this from her mouth, Sang Musashi still felt incredible.

"I want to see if you have the strength to hold this position."

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, not to mention that Sang Musashi, as the young master of the Sang family, doesn't think that Wu Zun is really like a misty **** above the clouds, as the young master of the Sang family.

After finishing speaking, Sang Musashi couldn't help but punch out. This is the first form of the "Longwei Splitting Sky Hengkong Bashan Phantom Lore Fist" that he has just learned recently: Longwei!

This punch is full of power, "Longwei", as its name implies, carries a supreme power, before it hurts people, first captures its spirit, before the punch arrives, the momentum comes first, that invisible fist wind seems to be carrying a fierce beast against the face Coming like a dragon!

With this punch, she didn't move at all until the girl's back, Sang Musashi sneered, so big, he didn't believe that she could really ignore his power completely.

The fist felt the expectation of the girl’s back, and the turbulent fist exploded. Sang Musashi was preparing to deal with the girl’s counterattack, but only saw the girl with her back facing him, like a kite, flying up and down. A parabola was drawn in the sky, and then... fell into the lake!

Sang Musashi was stunned and looked at the lake in a daze, only to see that the girl's body fell in the water, arousing a bunch of sprays, and then the spray fell and slapped the lake, the ripples spread out, and gradually disappeared in the lake. , Jinghua Lake absorbed all the unrest, and the surface of the lake slowly calmed down again, sparkling with waves, but the girl's figure had disappeared.

"What about people?" Sang Musashi stared at Jinghua Lake, looking from left to right, and couldn't help walking to the top of the rock, staring at the water, but there was no trace of her.

Thinking of her weak figure and her disconnected posture, Sang Musashi couldn't help but feel a little worried. Isn't this girl bragging? Where is such a weak Wu Zun?

If it was such a weak Wu Zun, wouldn't he have caused a catastrophe? Sang Musashi also knew very well that the most important thing about Wu Zun to Wu Meng was not her personal strength, but her unique special ability.

Sang Musashi stood by the lake for a while, but still didn't see any of her. Now he didn't care about the identity of the young master of the Sang family anymore. He jumped from the rock and fell into the lake, and began to be in Jinghua Lake. Looking for her figure.

Generally speaking, no matter how weak Wu Zun was, she would not be able to drown, but if she was injured, it might be possible. Sang Musashi knew that the power of his punch just now was enough for him to break even if it was a stone tablet.

Why is there such a weak Wu Zun? Sang Musashi complained while searching for her in the water.

In the water weeds, under the lake, in the crevices of the reefs, Sang Musashi felt the undercurrent surging in the water, and he was not sure that the girl's body would fall near her water-like position.

After searching for a while, Sang Musashi felt that he was a little tired and had to surface.

Sang Musashi came to the shore and roared into the sky: "Aw!"

Sang Musashi's roar, like a dull thunder on the lake, spread out, shaking the entire Jinghua Lake. After a while, Lowe, Sangha, Sang Mastiff, and Lola ran back to Sang Musashi, returning to his human form.

"What's the matter?" From Sang Musashi's roar, Sang Mastiff heard a different message.

Sang Musashi looked at the lake and didn't know what to say.

"We didn't find Wu Zun." Luo Wei said.

"Will she hide in the lake?" Sanha said casually.

"Nonsense, how could Wu Zun hide in the lake." Laura said depressedly, "but we have searched around, didn't she come to Jinghua Lake today?"

Sang Musashi looked at the four of them and pointed to Kyoka Lake.

Everyone's eyes were gathered together, looking at the Jinghua Lake in front of them.

"I found her." Sang Musashi frowned.

"Where?" The four of them looked at each other, but didn't expect the young master to find Wu Zun first.

"I just wanted to test her strength, and then punched her into the lake with a punch. Now she is no longer alive or dead." Sang Musashi knew this was a big deal, but he didn't intend to hide it from the four people in front of him.

"what!"

"how come!"

"Wu Zun is so weak?"

"Is it someone else? Young Master, you can't beat people around."

Four people spoke with each other. This is a bit ridiculous to speak of. Wu Zun was punched into the lake to give birth to no one or a corpse? Who will believe it?

If it wasn't for Sang Musashi himself, I'm afraid the four of them had already laughed as a joke.

"She confessed that she was Wu Zun herself." Sang Musashi looked solemn and prevented them from talking, "Apart from herself, who would dare to pretend to be Wu Zun? I didn't expect this to be the case, I just wanted her to prove it. Even if her own strength provokes her, she will be punished at most. It's not a big deal, but I didn't expect it to be such a result."

Not only Sang Musashi, no one would have thought it would be such a result, which is simply ridiculous.

When Sang Musashi said this, all four of them calmed down, dumbfounded and a little bit apprehensive. Sang Musashi was obviously not joking. If this kind of thing happened, it means that the five people here are afraid that none of them will be able to run. Even the Sang family can't cover up the catastrophe.

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go to the lake to find it again." At this moment, Laura also understood why Sang Musashi was so wet.

"Yes, look for it!"

After speaking, Sang Musashi and the other four jumped into the lake again, and began to look for the girl's figure... Jinghua Lake is so big, looking for it with only five people is undoubtedly like finding a needle in a haystack, but there is no way. Because once the Sang family is notified to come and help find it, it means that there is no way to hide this matter.

Although knowing that it will not be able to cover it in the end, there is no way. You have to try it first. Young people always like to take a fluke.

The sun gradually turned westward until the red clouds covered the sky, and the dim night began to invade the surroundings of Jinghua Lake. Five people walked to the shore exhaustedly from the lake, without speaking, and looked at each other’s expressions. , You know the result.

"There is no way now, let's go back first." Sang Musashi said exhaustedly.

"Maybe she wandered away by herself." Sanha said with luck.

"I want to see people in life, and corpses in death. It seems that I will send someone to continue the search after I go back." Lola actually considered.

The group went back to the nearby courtyard with anxiety. For thousands of years, the Sang family began to build the courtyard next to Jinghua Lake. Now it has a certain scale. Of course, it has no way to compare with the later Sang family courtyard.

As soon as I approached the other courtyard, I felt that the atmosphere was abruptly different. In addition to the increased vigilance, there were many strange faces.

"Those in costumes seem to belong to Simon's." Sang Mastiff recognized the origin of the group of people sitting in the corner of the courtyard at a glance.

In addition to the Ximen family, there were also people from other family powers, separated in twos and threes, and surrounded the water pavilion in the middle of the courtyard. Sang Musashi saw his father Sang Rongjing at a glance.

But his father, Sang Rongjing, is not the first person in the middle. He is more eye-catching than Sang Rongjing. He is a young girl who is upright and elegant, with a calm and peaceful posture. Outstanding temperament.

Sang Musashi knew her, even though she was not wearing a linen dress, but changed into a more ethereal white dress.

"No need to find Wu Zun!" Sang Musashi gritted his teeth and said.

"What?" The others were taken aback.

"That's it! It was her that I met today. It turned out that after I punched her into the lake, she left by herself and let us spend a day there for nothing!" Sang Musashi's heart couldn't be suppressed, if it wasn't here. On normal occasions, I'm afraid I have already rushed in and argued with her.

The others followed Sang Musashi's gaze. Although the girl was too young, she knew what identity she was when she looked at the gesture of the Sang Patriarch.

The others didn't have such a temperament as Sam Musashi, but they all felt being tricked.

In addition to this girl who became Wu Zun, she was accompanied by another girl, who was not too old. This Sang Musashi knew... Yan Qingning, with a fascinating taste between her eyebrows, clearly charming. By nature, status and status are very special.

Sang Musashi had several dealings with Yan Qingning. The most profound thing was that Yan Qingning was always with a little black dog, but Yan Qingning called that little black dog: black cat.

Sang Musashi always thought that this was Yan Qingning's insult to the entire Canine Clan, because the Maoling Clan was Wu Zun, but Yan Qingning wanted to call her pet dog Black Cat.

But this view of my own did not get the support of any other big shots. Based on Sang Musashi's opinion, there was no way to affect Yan Qingning, nor could Yan Qingning change the name of her pet: Black Dog.

The man in white sitting next to Yan Qingning looked like an ancient swordsman. Sang Musashi also knew him. He was the head of the Ximen family whom Sang Musashi admired. The little girl he was holding was probably his young daughter, Simon. Chuuxue, but at this moment, he is wearing a virgin costume.

While Sang Musashi was glaring at the Wuzun girl, someone came and called Sang Musashi to pass. It turned out that Sang Rongjing saw him.

Although Sang Musashi was very annoyed, he still had a guilty conscience. After all, he moved his fist first. No wonder others played tricks on him, so he could only bite the bullet and walked over.

"Inuko Musashi." Sang Rongjing pointed to Sang Musashi and said to the girl.

"Hello, this is the first time I met, I am Tanghu." The girl Qiaoxiaoyanran ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is the first contact between Sang Musashi and Tanghu. After many years, Sang Musashi still can't forget the corner of his mouth. The girl with a smile.

To this day, the little girl from Ximen's family has grown up, Yan Qingning has already had a child, and the black dog called Black Cat is still called Black Cat, but the smiling girl has left, leaving only The boy in front of me.

Sang Musashi looked at Tang An, sighed for a long time, and turned around to look at the calm and dazzling Jinghua Lake again, "You said, will Tang Shui also appear by this lake?"

Tang An understood that what Sang Musashi remembered was the feeling he had seen before. He wanted to see Tang Shui also appear as before... Feelings, this kind of thing, everyone has, whether it is a hero or a hero.

Tang An didn't expect that when his mother was so naughty back then, nor did he think that Sang Musashi would be so impulsive and reckless when he was young. After so many years, both Tanghu and Sang Musashi grew up very different from the original.

After many years, will you really become a majestic general, yelling under the command of Nanmao?

(To be continued.)