Mo Wuyu reached out and patted the kitten's head, lost in thought. Was his luck a little too good today? He had been stuck in several spiritual realms without entering any secret realms. Perhaps it was all related to this kitten.
This little celestial beast is definitely extraordinary.
While others ventured into the secret realm to risk their lives, he seemed to be there to buy goods.
Ruoruo Cat still felt that she had disguised herself very well and had not revealed anything unusual.
After all, these things were all painstakingly found by her older brother in the spiritual realm. What does it have to do with her little kitten?
At the same time, the Celestial Official in charge of Fate handed the book of destiny to Mo Yong with a pained expression: "Your Majesty, originally His Highness's destiny was only somewhat chaotic and his future was unclear. Now, it has become a complete blank."
Mo Yong silently read the book of destiny, and thinking of the kitten's unruly behavior, he also felt a headache coming on.
"Well, fate is unpredictable. Besides, Wu Yu's tribulation this time is different from the normal one. Perhaps the best outcome is that no one can see his fate now."
After all, Ruoruo and Yan Qingran are the biggest variables in this world.
After dismissing the celestial official, Mo Yong became engrossed in the kitten in the mirror once again.
Sigh, his daughter is really capable; she can support her older brother with just a tiny cat.
Mo Wuyu traveled through several spiritual realms, filling all his storage space, picked up the excitedly playing Ruoruo the cat, slowly shook his head, and picked up a talisman: 【I'm leaving.】
Ruoruo's beautiful big eyes darted around as she pretended not to understand the words.
But after a short while, the teleportation array lit up again, and when Mo Wuyu opened his eyes, he was already back in the Haoran Small World.
He looked at the innocent-looking kitten and asked nothing.
Well, at least the kitten saved him, so it probably won't harm him.
If the kitten doesn't want to talk, why should he make things difficult for her and force her to answer?
Mo Wuyu silently lowered his bottom line once again, then happily rubbed the cat's soft head, his fingertips slightly clenched, feeling that the texture was wonderful.
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