A Cat with a Red Envelope Group

Chapter 93: Once again in the fairyland 2

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The four beasts looked at each other in dismay, lowered their huge heads and said to the black light: "Hohohoho...wait..."

Heimang frowned Ying Ting's brows: "I still have something important to do, first take this kitten to find someone, and when the emperor comes back, I will..."

Before the words were finished, the four beasts stepped on the ground with all their strength, making a deafening roar, and even the cloud group supporting the fairy palace trembled, like an earthquake.

"Hooho... No... courtesy!" The beast roared, as if asking them to see the emperor first.

Xu Maomao was startled, pulled the black light, and asked in a low voice: "The gatekeepers are so fierce, is the emperor a tyrant?" The man he saw last time at the Sun and Moon Inn was obviously very gentle, could it be that he wasn't the emperor? ? Is it the emperor's subordinate

Heimang couldn't help laughing and crying: "No, the emperor is cold-hearted, lacks the emotions of mortals, and will not easily punish monsters. Since we are asked to wait, then come back soon, wait a moment."

Xu Maomao thought with some resentment: This wooden emperor is too unreasonable, it's okay if he is not there, and let others wait, I have to find Shen Yu.

Who knew that in the next second, the door of Xianfu slowly opened, and a deserted voice came from all directions: "Come in."

This voice is really like ice scum, which makes people shudder, but Xu Maomao thought about it carefully and suddenly felt a familiar illusion.

Hei Mang was a little surprised: "Master Emperor is back, Mao Mao, let's go in, you haven't seen him yet."

Xu Maomao learned from the attitude of these monsters and Heimang that the Antarctic Xingjun seemed to be a very remarkable immortal. It's disrespectful to see it in person, what should I do if I leave myself to teach you, and I can't give the leaders any chance to seize the situation!

Heimang rubbed him: "Don't be so nervous, your transformation is not stable, go ahead, the emperor will not blame."

A gust of wind blew, seemingly urging the two cats outside the door.

Heimang's expression froze, and he walked in with Xu Maomao.

Sure enough, it was the immortal mansion that he had been to. The huge hall was empty with only a few pillars. The stone statue has disappeared, replaced by another figure standing there.

The figure was slender and slender, with broad shoulders and long black hair hanging down behind him like a waterfall. He was just standing casually, but a coercion spread out. The plain white gown made him look a little solemn. The coexistence of exile and majesty on him made people curious but not too afraid to pay attention.

Without waiting for him to turn around, Heimang bowed respectfully and said, "Lord Emperor."

Xu Maomao followed suit, so he hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Lord Emperor."

The back paused for a moment, then slowly turned around.

A fair-skinned face, with very deep facial features, eyebrows flying into the temples, sharp and thin lines at the corners of the mouth, and extremely pale lips, a very indifferent face at first glance. Those long and narrow eyes were looking at him coldly, as if a stranger had come to see him.

The last time Xu Maomao saw this Immortal Monarch, half of his cheeks were stones. Now that he saw his full face, his whole body seemed to be hit by something, and he was shocked.

Although the temperament is completely opposite, but this facial features branch, there are familiar and smooth lines, it is clearly... a male god!

Heimang is neither familiar with Nanji Xingjun nor with Shen Yu day and night, so he just feels a little familiar, but Xu Maomao is different. He just glanced at this man with a completely different temperament and was sure that he was looking for it. Shen Yu!

"Ayu!" Xu Maomao's prudence was instantly thrown away, and he rushed towards him excitedly. His little tail, long and short, swung to and fro with the movements in joy, and in a blink of an eye, he flew to the feet of the emperor. He threw himself on his lap with attachment, raised his head and called out, "Ayu, you are really not dead! I finally found you!"

Xu Maomao was so happy that she wanted to cry, but her heart fell when she saw him, she was happy and aggrieved, waiting for him to pick her up and hug her in her arms as before, rubbing her kisses and comforting her.

Who knew that this emperor, who was clearly Shen Yu, lowered his head indifferently, opened his lips slightly, and spit out two words: "Presumptuous."

Xu Maomao didn't react yet: "Meow?"

The emperor gently pulled away the clothes he caught, and said coldly, "Don't be rude."

Xu Maomao was stunned.

Why didn't Shen Yu hug him, still so cold

Heimang reacted, walked forward quickly, pulled Xu Maomao to his side, and whispered: "Mao Mao, don't be rude to Lord Dijun. Lord Dijun, this is a kitten I brought, can you please Do you still recognize him?"

The emperor was expressionless: "Who allowed you to bring him up privately?"

Hei Mang was stunned, clearly discerning the meaning of his blame, and for a while did not know how to speak out.

Xu Maomao didn't understand, but the cold eyes of the emperor stabbed him, and he couldn't help raising his voice to ask: "Ayu, don't you know me? Heimang, don't you see that he is Shen Yu? He is Shen Yu!"

Heimang hesitated in a low voice: "I see, it's a bit similar."

"It's not a bit, it's him, it's Shen Yu!" Xu Maomao was puzzled and anxious: "Ayu, talk!"

Lord Dijun glanced at him with a stiff and strange look and nodded: "I remember you, Xu Maomao."

Ah, sure enough! Just as Xu Maomao was about to speak, he heard his cold voice again: "Shen Yu, is just a clone of the lower realm of this seat. The current seat is the Antarctic Star Lord."

Doppelganger

Xu Maomao raised his little head stiffly and looked up at the emperor from the bottom up. With his fair complexion and cold expression, he looked like a ruthless deity, without the slightest tenderness of Shen Yu at all.

"Is there any difference?" Xu Maomao's voice was dry and trembling.

The emperor's tone was calm: "The difference is, I'm not him, don't confuse me with him."

"... nonsense, you are him!"

Heimang held down Xu Maomao, who seemed to be excited, and whispered: "Maomao... You... calm down, don't be rude in front of Lord Dijun." After speaking, Heimang felt a little stuck in his heart, and the emperor was actually Shen Yu. Don't you want to disappoint Mao Mao? After all, the Antarctic Xingjun it understands is very cold.

The emperor's voice without a trace of temperature sounded, and it was like an echo, repeating: "This seat, is the Antarctic Xingjun."

Shen Yu is Xu Maomao's Shen Yu, but Nanji Xingjun belongs to the fairy world and the entire monster world. Even if he remembers Xu Maomao, he will not have the same feelings as Shen Yu, who is a mortal. Heimang just said it very clearly, the emperor is cold and cold, and he is reluctant to accept an apprentice.

The emperor looked at the kitten quietly. His profound skills made his face neither happy nor sad, and he could not see any emotion. However, he put one hand behind his back and was trying to restrain and hug the kitten at the moment, in order to maintain his tallness. image!

No one knows that under the calm appearance, the great emperor is thinking badly: Let you run with this black cat all day, do you know how popular I am now? Let you be jealous!

His original intention was to make Xu Maomao jealous, but he never imagined how sad Xu Maomao thought he was when he died. After finally finding someone, he found out that something was wrong, and suddenly his heart felt as if it was split open. People fall into ice caves. The drastic change in emotions made the poor kitten's eyes sluggish, and she tried her best to endure it, but she couldn't help but red eyes: "Nonsense... I don't believe it... Ah Yu, why aren't you my Ah Yu?"

The emperor was stunned: Huh? Why is the reaction not right

"I, I'm Maomao..." Xu Maomao said unwillingly with tears in her blue eyes, "You said, I can transform into a body together... Look, I'll show you..."

As Xu Maomao spoke, she gritted her teeth, trying her best to activate the demon power in her body, so that her human form could awaken the emperor's emotions. He knew that Shen Yu liked his half-human, half-cat form the most, and wanted to use that image to make the emperor sober, but he was so depressed that he tried so hard that his whole body trembled, but he couldn't even retract his tail.

Xu Maomao had never hated himself for not practicing hard enough as he did now. His nose was sore, and he burst into tears.

This look frightened Shen Yu all of a sudden. He just wanted to make a joke. He actually hurt his kitten, and he felt so distressed that he couldn't care less about the black cat watching on the sidelines, and the people who were waiting outside the door. The four beasts who secretly stretched out their heads to look inside, let alone the air of their own Antarctic Xingjun, hurriedly squatted down with a heartache on their faces, and gently and hurriedly picked up the sad cat.

"Mao, Mao, don't cry, it's me, it's me." Shen Yu comforted as calmly as possible, "I lied to you just now, I'm Shen Yu."

Xu Maomao raised her head with tears in her eyes, probably because she was hit and transitioned, and she couldn't believe it: "Yes, is it A Yu?"

"Yes."

"Isn't it Lord Nanji Xingjun?"

"Of course, but I still remember you. I was just trying to scare you. Who knows you're serious..."

Xu Maomao was stunned, blinked a teardrop forcefully, and cried louder the next second, angry and aggrieved, really wanted to smash him with his claws, and wanted to blast this bastard's head with his tail. But when it came to an end, I was worried that the mirror was in front of me, and it would be broken accidentally.

He was a little cautious and didn't dare to attack, which made Shen Yu feel bad. He lowered his head and kept kissing his furry little head.

"Mao, don't cry, I'm still here. In fact, I've already gone down to find you. Really, it's just a joke."

"How can there be such a joke..." Xu Maomao shed tears pitifully, "Today is not April Fool's Day."

The back of Shen Yu's hand was hit by the big low tear, and he was full of regrets. He felt that his bad jokes made his kitten so sad, and he was a scumbag!

"How can you be so indifferent to me..." Xu Maomao sobbed and complained.

"It's all pretence, don't be afraid." Shen Yu comforted awkwardly, and simply admitted, "I just went down to find you as soon as I recovered, but I guessed that you ran away with another cat, so I was a little jealous. I want to make fun of you."

Heimang: "..." So am I meddling

"Bastard! You bastard! Do you know how I, how did I find you just now?" Xu Maomao said angrily, hurried up with a paw, Shen Yu obediently let him scratch, his long waterfall-like hair flew up, Scratched a few off.

"I almost thought you were dead just now! I want to cut off your tail to keep you alive!"

Hearing this sentence, Shen Yu understood what was going on after thinking about it for a while, and suddenly his bowels turned green with regret.

The great Antarctic Xingjun, who is known as the "iceberg" in the fairy world, still maintains his high-cold appearance at this moment, and now he can't wait to rub the cat into his arms. After a long time of soft comfort, Xu Maomao raised her head from his arms, with a puffy cat face.

During this period, the cat scratched him a lot and tore his fairy clothes to pieces. Although it only took a small magic to repair it flawlessly, Shen Yu didn't do it. He concentrated on his efforts and clumsily made Xu Maomao angry and relieved.

The tall emperor was as worldly as his clone at the moment, if it weren't for the fairy mist that lingered around him all the time, he really couldn't tell that he was a god.

The black cat on the side has round eyes: Dijun... Your image...

Shen Yu's expression quickly changed to the indifferent and serious Nanji Xingjun, and gave Heimang a knife: "You step back first."

... It's no use going back, I've seen it. But this sentence Hei Mang can't say, because no matter how the image of the person on the opposite side collapses, it is also their great Antarctic star!

It bowed respectfully, and as soon as he left here, Shen Yu waved his hand and closed the door, shutting out the curiosity of the beasts.

Xu Maomao stared blankly at the tricks he made at his fingertips, still unbelievable: "Ayu, you are really a fairy..."

"Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you." Shen Yu lifted him up and kissed his pink nose again, "I just remembered it too."

Xu Maomao asked aggrievedly, "Is it okay to treat me like that as soon as I remembered it?"

"… Can't."

"Then how do you compensate me?" Xu Maomao sniffed, "They said you were so cold-blooded that you didn't even want to accept an apprentice, so would you still accept me? Are you still 'like quiet, lacking in mortal affection'? "

His voice was a bit tentative. Before it was changed, Xu Maomao would definitely not speak like this. Shen Yu knew that this was a little bit afraid of his own identity, and he was willing to joke, and quickly said seriously: "I have never lacked mortals. Emotions." It was just that he was cold before, in fact, he was also wronged, but he couldn't leave here, plus the high position and authority sometimes have to be more serious, over time everyone rumored that he was a lump of ice.

Xu Maomao was still staring at him, waiting for him to tell him how to make up for it.

Shen Yu finally came back to his senses, and his ears were slightly rosy: "Then punish me to serve the last nine-tailed cat in this world forever. If I have to add a deadline, I hope it will be a..."

Xu Maomao came over with a paw. This confession is old-fashioned and funny, not affectionate at all, not romantic at all!

Shen Yu smiled, and put her fingertips between his brows, Xu Maomao's whole body suddenly became hot, and he turned into a human figure under his urging.

Lord Dijun gently hugged the boy who turned into a cat: "I know what you want, Mao Mao, will I tell you now, okay?"

Lord Dijun had a familiar smile in his eyes, and his voice was still very cold, but at the moment it was gentle and gentle, like a breeze blowing past his ears.

Xu Maomao heard those four words as he wished, and he was full of grievances and nodded vigorously: "Well, me too!"