Chapter 157 Who kidnapped my Jiujiu? How dare he! What

the hell? !

Is there something wrong with his ears or something?

What did he hear? What

did his sister say?

How did the immortal Changyu die? Did he die

because he was drunk and touched the male protagonist's butt?

Xiao Moqing was shocked.

He is indeed an immortal. Although he is a cannon fodder like them, his way of death is still so different.

Although Candle is also a cultivator, he is naturally inferior to his master Changyu Zhenren.

What's more, the ban on the great tyrant was personally issued by his master Changyu Zhenren.

In order to suppress the ban on the man, Candle consumed a lot of mana. After saying a few words to the adult and the child present, he had already left.

It was unknown how long it would take for the master to come to the rescue. Before the master lifted the ban for the senior brother, he had to take care of the ban.

After the candle left, the two of them were silent for a long time. Finally, Xiao Moqing slowly spoke: "Sister, do you have an idea? Should we wait here, or take the initiative to attack?"

[If we wait, Dad will be half dead; if we take the initiative to attack, Dad will lift the ban and then be full of energy]

"Second brother, of course we will take the initiative to attack. Since the Changyu Zhenren is in seclusion and doesn't want to come out, we will let him come out on his own initiative!"

After Wanwan finished speaking, she whispered a few words into her second brother's ear.

After Xiao Moqing heard it, his eyes lit up and he immediately had an idea.

Late at night, Master Changyu, who had just woken up, got out of bed, rubbed his neck and cleared his muscles. When he walked to the outer room, he inadvertently saw the fish meat placed in the cat bowl in front of the window not far away, and he stopped.

He looked at the soft couch on the side, and the cat that should have been sleeping on the couch at this time was nowhere to be seen.

Changyu walked to the couch, stretched out his hand to the cushion, and touched a piece of cold.

He frowned.

The next second, Changyu rang the bell, and the little boy who was guarding the side hall heard the sound and ran over hurriedly.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Changyu: "Have you seen Jiujiu?"

Jiujiu, the cat raised by Master Changyu.

The boy looked at the man in front of him and shook his head. "Master, I didn't see Jiujiu coming back today?"

"Yes."

"Could it be that Jiujiu was playing outside?" the boy asked.

Changyu's eyes fell on the fish on the windowsill that he hadn't touched. Normally, Jiujiu would have come back to eat and sleep at this time.

Everyone in Xianyun Temple knew that Changyu had a cat named Jiujiu, and he doted on her like a daughter.

Little boy: "How about I ask a few people to look for it now?"

"Okay, you take a few disciples to look for it in the woods where Jiujiu often goes." After Changyu said this, he didn't know what he thought of, and said, "By the way, if anyone asks, don't say I asked you to look for it, just say you found it yourself."

He is in seclusion now. If he sends people to look for the cat, how can he call it seclusion?

Little boy: "Yes."

The little boy led a few disciples to search for a long circle, but they didn't even see the shadow of the cat.

The next morning, Changyu got up and looked at the fish meat on the windowsill that was still untouched, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

He took a deep breath and told himself not to panic, maybe Jiujiu was just playing around.

But unexpectedly, as the day passed, from bright day to dark, Changyu sat on a chair, with his chin propped up and his eyes fixed on the wide open window, expecting a cat head to run in from the window.

After eating the cat meal on the windowsill, it would jump into his arms and pamper himself for a while, and then go back to its own nest to sleep.

But Changyu waited and waited, not only did he not see any cat shadow, but his body had already been chilled by the cold wind.

A gust of cold wind blew in from the window, brushing his face, and Changyu felt the chill, and then he suddenly woke up.

No matter how naughty Jiujiu was, he had never stayed out all night, let alone a whole day.

The next second, Changyu suddenly stood up from the chair and said angrily: "Who kidnapped my Jiujiu? How dare you!"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah--"

"Ah, sneeze, sneeze--"

At the same time, on the other side, a big and a small sneezed almost at the same time.