Chapter 187 Emperor x Cultist 8

Qian Zhou replayed the two words in his mind.

estrus......

[System 052: A kitten in heat will chase and rub against people. Can you restrain yourself?]

Qianzhou: I feel a little unwell now.

Not to mention the official mating season, even now he trembles when Honglian touches his tail.

He felt ashamed and blushed, but he couldn't help but want to get closer to him. Qianzhou looked down at the ground. The distance between him and Honglian was less than half a meter.

He could even clearly feel Honglian's burning body temperature.

Is it because of the Holy Fire? Honglian feels so comfortable and warm around me...

Qian Zhou shook his head violently and took a big step back, "No, no."

"Why don't you leave?" Qian Zhou didn't want Hong Lian to appear in front of him, so he immediately started to chase her away.

Honglian's expression was calm, "This is my territory."

The half-blood in the church in front of me is just a white cat. You Yinte is right about one thing.

Honglian looked at Qianzhou, her eyes falling on the soft white fur on his head.

...It is indeed pleasing to the eye.

Qianzhou curled the tip of his tail slightly, reached out and pushed Honglian away, then slammed the door shut.

He slid down the wall, "What should I do..."

You can't just find a small snow cave to hide in, and not see anyone or the red lotus for the whole spring?

[System 052: Not very realistic]

Qian Zhou: I don’t have any similar experiences in my memory.

[System 052: I know this. You found it in the library last time, but you just don’t remember it.]

[System 052: Mixed-bloods mature two years later than normal humans, and are affected by their bloodline after reaching maturity.]

Qianzhou was affected by the fact that he would go into heat like a real kitten in spring, and this was his first time experiencing this special period.

So no experience at all.

Honglian left, and when Qianzhou came to his senses, he had unconsciously been secretly looking at him through the crack of the door.

The white cat's tail shook twice, and Qianzhou suppressed the desire to follow.

No, he had to find something to do.

Qianzhou tried his best to keep himself busy with all kinds of things. He had to personally inspect the huge wooden carts in the parade, and he would listen even to the parts that were not related to him.

It was snowing again outside. Qianzhou stared at the thick layer of snow on the ground, and his heart finally calmed down.

[Qianzhou: Maybe when I can’t bear it anymore, I can bury myself in the snow]

Ever since he discovered that ice and snow can calm the mind, Qianzhou has stopped following the parade.

He took the steamed buns stored in the kitchen and went out for a stroll, and no one dared to stop him.

Qianzhou was wearing clean and neat white clothes, but was carrying a somewhat tattered sack.

Attracting the attention of many civilians, Qian Zhou waved to them, "Come here."

They quickly gathered around, "Sir, what is this?"

Qianzhou distributed the steamed buns in the bag to them. Some of the civilians who remembered him whispered:

"You, you are Master Qianzhou of the church..."

"You're wrong." Qian Zhou said.

The man fell silent again, and whispered a warning, "Sir, someone is following you."

Qian Zhou had already noticed the hidden footsteps behind him. There were about ten people, quite a large group.

West waved the down fan in her hand and said, "Why did you steal the steamed buns from the kitchen?"

Qian Zhou pushed the bag to the person who had just reminded him, "Go and divide it up. I'm busy."

"West, are you here to fight me?" Qian Zhou asked.

West sneered and pointed at the civilian behind Qianzhou, "You're holding his things, aren't you afraid of being cursed by him?"

"This, this is just an ordinary steamed bun..." The young man was not confident, but still held the sack tightly.

"Put him down and don't listen to him." West ordered arrogantly.

Qian Zhou saw that the young man did not flinch and asked, "What's your name?"

"My mom calls me Little Potter."

Seeing that he didn't listen to her, West cursed: "You lowly person, how dare you talk to him? Don't you take me seriously?!"

Qianzhou pushed Little Porter to the back and raised his hand to concentrate on attacking. "Stop talking nonsense, just fight."

There were frightened civilians all around, the streets were winding, and Qianzhou clearly felt that there were people hiding in front and behind him.

This is a world where strength speaks volumes. I hope I won’t be in such a mess.

West looked at Qianzhou with disgust, "White Cat, I'll give you a chance. Leave the church and join the White Fox Family. Serve me every day, and I can make them beat you less harshly."

"Then you will be beaten no matter what?" Qian Zhou asked.

West said, "Of course, who told you to talk to Honglian?"

A huge light blue magic circle formed under Qianzhou's feet, and the temperature around him dropped sharply. "What if you don't join?"

West felt the pressure of the magic and said sullenly, "Do you think you have a chance of winning?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that you're just a black robe, and these men of mine are enough to rival Pus."

Qian Zhou's whole body tensed up, his heart sank, but he didn't show any fear on his face.

"Do you think Honglian cares about you just because he looks at you for a second longer? He is also a heartless person." West's eyelashes moved.

She said viciously, "Cut off his cat's tail for me."

Attacks came from all directions. Qian Zhou blocked the attack with his ice shield and turned to run.

I don’t know if he has the strength of Pus, but Qianzhou can’t beat him anyway.

If you can’t beat them, run away!

"Chase him!" West said angrily.

Qianzhou used both his hands and feet to jump onto the roof and ran along the snow pile towards the church.

Those people were very cunning. They forced Qianzhou to change direction and did not give him any chance to seek help from outside.

A sticky black gas swept up, and Qianzhou felt his movements become slow.

There were more people on the opposite side, so he picked up a bunch of snowflakes from the ground and threw them back.

The snowflakes turned into sharp ice spikes in the air, whistling towards them.

"Stop struggling!" The person behind him grabbed Qianzhou's tail and threw him down with force.

Qianzhou fell into a snowdrift, with West holding a dagger to his chin. "Run?"

The narrow alleys around him didn't even allow light to penetrate. Qian Zhou was roughly pressed to the ground and felt someone touching him.

West's eyes changed, and she looked at her subordinate meaningfully, "The white cat's waist is very soft, right?"

She placed her fingertips on Qianzhou's forehead and smiled coquettishly, "As a man, you are destined to be burned to death if you look like this."

"Come..." She held Qianzhou's face and said jokingly, "If you beg me, it's better to cry. I might soften my heart a little."

Qianzhou was breathing heavily, his body covered in snow and dirt, and he looked extremely miserable.

He opened his mouth as if to say "please", and West's smile grew wider.

With a bang, Qianzhou slammed his forehead into her face.

A line of blood flowed from the white and smooth chin. West held her nose and the veins on her forehead suddenly popped out.

Because the incident happened so suddenly, the subordinates had never seen West in such a miserable state.

Qianzhou broke free suddenly and quickly ran into the alley.

"You bitch!!"

"Catch him now! Cut off his ears! Break his tail! Strip him of his clothes and let you humiliate him!"

"In the name of the Duke's eldest daughter, I command you to do as I say immediately!"