Chapter 509: The Furry and Charming Cat (2)
Qingwu tried to take a step, but her hind paws accidentally stepped on the fur of her front paws, and she lost her balance instantly.
She staggered on the cobblestone road, and her snow-white tail circled in the air in panic before she managed to stabilize her body.
That soft and clumsy look made even I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.
Qingwu was not really used to walking on four legs, so she stood there, feeling a little at a loss.
The unfamiliar scent of flowers and earth lingered at the tip of Qingwu's nose. Just as Qingwu was hesitating about what to do, a thick shadow suddenly fell on her head, completely enveloping her in cool shade.
Qingwu's heart suddenly tightened. All kinds of monsters could appear in this world.
And she is such a delicate little kitty...
Qingwu looked up warily, her heart beating as fast as a little rabbit.
I saw an inky figure lightly leap down from the carved railing and land steadily on the ground.
The sunlight shone on his fluffy long hair, giving it a satin-like luster. He was nearly twice her size, and standing in front of her, he felt as oppressive as a mountain.
It was a ragdoll cat with inky black fur, just like the deepest darkness in the night sky, without a trace of other colors.
The sapphire-like eyes were filled with cool moonlight as they looked down at her, with the corners of their eyes slightly raised, revealing a natural dignity and laziness.
"New here?"
When he spoke, his voice was like obsidian soaked in morning dew, deep and with the elegant vibrato unique to cats. The tip of his tail tapped lightly on the stone slab, making a tiny sound.
But when his gaze met Qingwu's clear eyes that still contained some confusion, his movements suddenly paused, and his pupils shrank slightly.
The next second, his tail covered with thick, long hair seemed to have its own consciousness and gently and quietly wrapped around her waist.
The furry touch has just the right amount of strength, which neither makes her feel restrained nor holds her firmly in front of him.
"Follow me, don't run around."
The warm breath brushed past her ears like a spring breeze, causing her soft ears to tremble slightly involuntarily.
As the big black cat led her forward, he suddenly remembered something and casually gave his name: "My name is Mo Ran."
Qingwu was held in his arms, and she could smell the faint cedar scent on him.
...Is this some kind of cat kingdom?
She looked around curiously and found that the black cat guards she met along the way stopped immediately when they saw them.
As he bowed, he placed his ears close to his head, lowered his gaze respectfully, and addressed the black cat in a reverent voice, "Master Priest."
It turns out that this beautiful black cat has a pretty high status?
Qingwu shook her fluffy tail and felt the cat next to her suddenly stiffen.
Watching Maomao Mo Ran lead her through an archway engraved with vine patterns and into a magnificent palace.
The walls made of white jade emit a faint luster, and the fluorite inlaid on them shines like stars in the night sky, dazzling and brilliant.
Wisteria flowers like crystal chandeliers hang from the dome, and the carpet underfoot is as soft as clouds, and every step feels like stepping on marshmallows.
When the servants along the way saw her in Mo Ran's arms, they couldn't help but show expressions of surprise and curiosity.
Obviously, they had never seen the usually aloof high priest like this before.
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