The Absolute Sage Meets The Succubus In Time

"I know you can understand me. If you want to live in my house, you must take a shower first! You were rolling around on the street before. Don't you know how dirty you are?"

"Depend on!"

In Kan Mucheng's home, one person and one cat are engaged in a tug-of-war.

The cat was eventually brought back by him.

Kan Mucheng originally thought that it would be impossible for an animal like a cat to follow a stranger for a walk for twenty minutes, but this cat did it. It was not distracted by anything, and it was not scared to leave when it encountered a pet dog. He has been following Kan Mucheng closely.

This also proves that it understands Kan Mucheng's promise.

"Do you have a master? If not, just say 'fuck'."

"Depend on!"

"Let me confirm again, don't say 'fuck' if it's not true this time."

The kitten was silent.

"Sure enough, IQ is very high." Kan Mucheng picked up the kitten, "Since you chose me, I will be your master from now on. Are you careless? Let me catch you. Let's go! Go take a bath!"

The kitten struggled to escape from Kan Mucheng's hands, but it was too late. It looked at Kan Mucheng's "sinister" face, and the countless curse words in its heart merged into one word: "Fuck!"

Ten minutes later, Kan Mucheng combed its hair: "It's time to give you a name. What should I call you?"

"I met you the day before the final, so let's call you 'final'? How about it?" Kan Mucheng asked, stroking the kitten's head.

The kitten turned its head and stared at Kan Mucheng, as if looking at a fool.

"Are you not satisfied? How about I change it and call you 'Champion'? Bless me to win the championship."

After Kan Mucheng finished speaking, the kitten actually retched on purpose, as if the rustic name made it sick.

"Then we call you 'Yuncheng'?"

"Call you 'old lady hat'?"

"Call you 'Falcon'?"

The kitten was confused. If it could talk, it would definitely blurt out: "What kind of brain circuit do you have? What the hell are you naming!"

"It's okay to call it 'Sage', right? This is my nickname. For you to call me by the same name, it shows that I value you." Kan Mucheng tried to persuade it very patiently.

"Fuck!" The kitten glanced at him, already feeling impatient, and suddenly raised its paw and patted him to express its dissatisfaction.

Kan Mucheng took two steps back and distanced himself from it: "Do you know that I am a person who is very afraid of trouble? You still don't appreciate me trying so hard to help you think of a name. Forget it, I'll just call you 'Xiaobo'. If you don’t agree, I will call you that in the future.”

After that, Kan Mucheng stopped caring about it and turned on his mobile phone to order food and supplies for the cat online.

"After buying it, it's time to get down to business." Kan Mucheng turned on the TV and prepared to study the opponent in the final, "Dude, come and watch the fighting match with me."

Little Kou is simply more obedient than a dog. As soon as Kan Mucheng finished speaking, he immediately ran over and jumped on the sofa, scratching the remote control with his paws, urging Kan Mucheng to play it faster.

"Baby, do you think I can win the championship tomorrow? Just scream if you think I will win."

"Depend on!"

"Haha! Try again. If you think I will win this time, don't scream."

"Depend on!"

"Forehead……"

…

The next morning, a black sports car engraved with waves was parked in front of the Yunxiao Arena. Jiang Yao got out of the car and threw his keys to the staff at the door, then walked into the lobby elegantly.

"You're here, Uncle Jiang! Knowing that you are coming to watch the finals, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep last night. The two remaining players are very strong and will definitely give you and the audience a wonderful battle. "Mr. Chen, the person in charge of the Yuncheng competition, trotted up to Jiang Yao and said with a flattering expression, "The overall profit of this Yuncheng competition is not bad. We have three aspects..."

"Who cares about your profits? You don't need to report this kind of thing to me." Jiang Yao slapped Mr. Chen's butt in an inappropriate manner, "Of the two players who entered the finals, who thinks he can win the championship? Who do you like more? "

"Uncle Jiang, as the person in charge of the event, I must always remain neutral and cannot favor any player in my heart." Mr. Chen bent his waist almost to 90 degrees as he followed Jiang Yao.

"You can't tell? Well, the person in charge of the Cloud City competition is about to be replaced! What a pity! What a pity!"

"Mo Di! I am more optimistic about Mo Di! I think he will win! His strength will not lose to any previous champions! Please spare me! Uncle Jiang!"

"Oh, that's it." Jiang Yao showed a meaningful smile, "It turns out that Brother Mo is so strong, you don't need to follow me, you can go and do your work."

Entering the VIP viewing room, Jiang Yao called Nie Qingxia.

"You brat, where are you?"

"I'm just waiting to watch my best friend play."

"Come on, come stay with me."

"Where do you want me to go, Uncle Jiang? There is a lamp above me."

Jiang Yao suppressed his smile: "Dare you talk to me? Okay, I won't let your best friend join Cheng Yun."

This sentence seemed to pinch Nie Qingxia's Achilles' heel, and he quickly said: "I will go up to the mountains of swords and the sea of ​​fire for you, Uncle Jiang! If the sage cannot win the championship, can you also let him join?"

"Okay! I agree! Come to the VIP viewing room No. 4 to accompany me."

"Really or not? I know you too well, you must be kidding me!"

"Then you don't have to come."

"I'm going up now!" Nie Qingxia jumped up from the auditorium and rushed to the exit.

At the same time, in the living room of the Shijia villa, Lao Lin crossed his hands in front of his mouth and stared at the TV screen. He even forgot to thank Auntie for serving him fruit.

"The game hasn't started yet. The audience has just entered. Don't be so nervous." Auntie Li picked up a piece of watermelon and handed it to Lao Lin. "Your friendship has moved me. Let's do this. If Wu Xin's little apprentice can win the prize today, If you win the championship, I will let you go back to celebrate with him. If you don't win, you will live here for half a month and learn fighting with me. Do you dare to bet?"

Lao Lin thought for a long time and said, "Can Xiaocheng and Qingxia also come to study with you? I think this opportunity is also very important to them."

"Of course." Auntie Li replied without hesitation.

"Then I'll bet!"

"You see how good I am to my son-in-law. No matter whether I win or lose, I will always make him happy." Auntie Li chuckled.

Daughter or son-in-law? Lao Lin looked at Shi Ziyu who was eating fruit awkwardly. Shi Ziyu was stunned for a second, and then said shyly: "Hate! What son-in-law? Mom, what are you talking about!"

"You think I would say that? Impossible! I will only tell my mother to call my son-in-law well! I like to hear it!" Shi Ziyu instantly changed his expression and glared at Lao Lin, "When I learned that they are coming to my house to study for half a month, It ruined my good mood! Don’t mess with me now!”

"You don't have to come to study. Why are you so sure that Xiao Cheng will lose? Xiao Cheng has never hated you. Don't always be like this." Lao Lin said helplessly.

"It doesn't matter whether you hate me or not! I'm just telling the truth! As for winning or losing, you'll know in a moment. A sage may not even be able to defeat Mo Di's defeated generals, let alone Mo Di! I'm not the only one. It is estimated that the vast majority of the audience will think that Modi can win the championship!"

Lao Lin said calmly: "The minority is not necessarily wrong."

"Okay! Don't quarrel, two kids. Let's watch TV. The game is about to start." Auntie Li picked up the remote control and turned up the volume of the TV.