An Qingli thought, and a drop of blood flew out of the cat's body.
The old rule is to make a contract first.
If the cat couldn't bear the humiliation and wanted to die, An Qingli would take the initiative to hand it a knife.
"Meow!"
The cat was furious and helpless.
After hundreds of thousands of years of leisure, how could it end like this?
However, this cat stealthily snatched things in two interfaces, and I don’t know how much resentment it caused.
With today's ending, I don't know how many living beings will be relieved.
"Should!"
Birds of prey, feathered snakes, and grizzly bears have been looking forward to this scene for a long time, and welcome this thieving cat to join their ranks of being controlled by humans.
A red halo flashed faintly in mid-air, and the master-servant contract was concluded.
Everything is settled.
"Meow!"
The cat screamed unwillingly, fell to the ground, turned its belly, and stared at the sky with helpless eyes, despairing of all thoughts.
Those who didn't know better thought it was a dead cat.
An Qingli's Dharma image raised his foot and kicked the cat lightly, lowered his head and said: "Get up."
The cat didn't want to pay attention to it at all, it really wanted to die!
But that’s just thinking about it, it’s no longer interesting to be a cat.
However, with the master-servant contract, An Qingli could make the cat stand up even if he was not in the mustard space.
Therefore, the cat that fell to the ground, forced by the power of the contract, rose into the air, clasped its fists with its front paws, and bowed to An Qingli in a polite manner.
"Meow!"
The cat is barking angrily, bullying the cat is too much!
An Qingli smiled indifferently, touched the cat's head with his hand, and suddenly said: "I haven't seen the situation clearly yet. The bow is not enough. I can twist my waist and do a meowing dance. It should be okay."
"Okay! Okay!" Several big demons cheered.
"Meow meow meow!"
Tongyou Cat was so excited that his hair exploded.
An Qingli looked at the cat and said calmly: "Do you know what to do?"
The cat stared at An Qingli for a long time. After a long time, it gave a helpless "meow" and then uttered human words, unwilling to accept: "Lord... Lord... Lord..."
I even said the word "master" several times, but I didn't fully say the word "master".
An Qingli suddenly looked at the little Lingxi and told it something.
Little Lingxi received the instruction and quickly picked out a small floral skirt from the Qiankun bag in front of her.
That little floral skirt was made by Xiao Lingxi for a newly born blood deer, but it should be very suitable for this cat.
The moment the cat saw that floral dress, the whole cat felt bad. He was a male cat. How could a pure man wear a pink dress with floral patterns?
But Xiao Lingxi likes these styles very much, and many of them are designed by Qingli himself.
In fact, Qingli also likes to see cute monsters wearing cute things.
"Here, let's try it." Xiao Lingxi came forward holding a floral skirt. It seemed that she wanted to dress the cat herself.
"Don't come here! Don't come here!"
The cat was greatly frightened, and quickly jumped to the foot of An Qingli, looked up at the smiling succubus, and blurted out: "Master... master!"
These two words were finally spoken, and Maoer finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"You are not too stupid. He who knows the current affairs is a hero." An Qingli raised his hand and hugged the cat into his arms.
Mao'er, however, felt awkward: "Men and women don't kiss each other."
"That's true." An Qingli nodded, changed the hug to a carry, pinched the cat with two fingers, and picked up a little fur on the cat's back.
"Master...Master, there's no need for that." The cat was grabbed by the back of Destiny's neck, its legs were flying in the air, and it said with a flattering and arrogant tone, "Master, give me freedom, and I will raise you from now on."
"Feed me?" An Qingli raised her lips and smiled. It was rare that she used to take care of a large family, but now she actually had a cat who took the initiative to mention to her that she wanted to take care of her.
After laughing, An Qingli asked: "How to support me? Steal things to support me?"
"That's right." Mao'er was extremely proud. "In terms of hiding and stealing skills, your precious telekinesis beast is completely incomparable to me."
Little Lingxi was holding a floral skirt in her hands, and the cat seemed to be talking about it.
However, after following Qingli, his family Qingli never let him do any stealing work.
An Qingli narrowed his eyes and looked at the cat in his hand in displeasure.
"What...what's wrong, Master?" The cat was a little frightened. Now its body and life were in the hands of others.
An Qingli said with a straight face: "Since you have followed me, you must abide by my rules. Don't keep thinking about stealing. I don't like it, so you'd better not do it."
"But I..." The cat still wanted to fight for it. It was its pleasure to secretly take it.
"Nothing." An Qingli interrupted, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly smiled and said, "It's not that I don't let you steal, but you can only do it after you get my instructions. In short, from now on, I will tell you to go
You just went to steal. I didn’t tell you to, so you just stayed in the lair."
Mao'er wasn't too stupid. Seeing An Qingli's sudden smile, he immediately realized that there was something hidden in that smile.
"Good cat."
An Qingli carried the cat, feeling quite happy. He ordered the monsters to disperse, and then took the cat to the tree house.
There are only a few monsters that are qualified to enter the tree house, and the cat is the latest one.
"Master, what are you going to do?" The cat jumped onto the beam, three meters away from An Qingli, hunched over and asked anxiously.
To be honest, it still hasn't figured out why it returned to this wilderness.
I don't understand why it appeared in front of An Qingli.
Still confused, he formed a master-servant contract with An Qingli.
Everything happened too fast, it was like a chess piece, it couldn't help but fell into such a miserable situation.
Who is controlling its destiny?
Could it be...could it be...a god!
With the master-servant contract in place, An Qingli knew exactly what the cat was thinking. He nodded and confirmed the cat's guess, and also told it that God was watching what the cat was doing.
Perhaps the cats stole too much, causing too much resentment and making the gods unhappy, so the gods were very happy to catch the cats from another world and hand them over to her.
"Master...Master, have you seen God?!" The cat's eyes widened, and his heart was racing.
So what does the rumored Supreme God look like?
Could this god in charge of this wild land be like him, a big cat with a beard?
Big cat?
Cat God?
A strange picture suddenly appeared in An Qingli's mind, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, it seemed okay.
Both humans and monsters can become gods through cultivation, so it should be reasonable to create a cat god and a snake god.
Moreover, in this wild land, monsters do not transform into humans.
In other words, if the human race hadn't rushed in in the past tens of thousands of years, the monsters here would have been completely unable to imagine the gods as human beings.
But in the perception of many human races, all gods should look like humans.
For some reason, An Qingli suddenly thought of the Buddhist saying "all living beings are equal".