It's a little kitten.

Black pupils, white fur.

There is also a tuft of brown hair on the little head, swaying in the wind.

The appearance looks very ordinary, but it makes people feel softer inexplicably.

"Meow……"

The little kitten scratched her ankles, swayed its tail, and meowed softly, like a feather falling in her heart.

Jun Muqian was stunned for a moment, and when she came to her senses, she had already squatted down.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the little kitten, which was only the size of her fist, and began to stare into the kitten's eyes.

Even though she used her spiritual power, she didn't see the other pair of pupils deep in the little milk cat's beastly pupils.

Double pupils cannot be seen unless you look carefully.

The only difference from normal eyes is that the double pupils are deeper, like the vast sea of ​​stars and the vast expanse of the Milky Way.

Just one glance can make you fall deeply into love.

"Meow?"

The little cat tilted its head, as if it was confused about her actions.

It raised one of its small front paws and placed it on the purple-clothed young man's right knee.

Jun Muqian was a little unwilling to give up. She stretched out her two hands and lifted the little kitten up. She came closer and continued to look at it.

However, I still couldn't find anything unusual.

She even turned the kitten over to see if it was a male or female cat.

result……

"Meow meow!"

The little milk cat meowed twice more, seeming a little angry, with two paws protecting its body, and its ears were red with embarrassment.

Jun Muxian: "..."

She was really influenced by Su Qingli, a bold little queen. How could she be so cruel to such a cute little pet?

Jun Muqian rubbed her eyebrows and thought that it must be because after Rong Qing turned into Rong Gungun last time, whenever she saw the soft and cute little beast, she thought it was her beauty.

However, this possibility cannot be ruled out.

What if her beauty lost her memory after this spirit transformed, so she doesn’t even know who she is?

The guide also said that because it is just a single soul, there are great differences in memory, appearance, strength, etc. between the same body.

To be on the safe side, Jun Muxian still held the little milk cat, coughed slightly, and transmitted the message into the secret: "Is this my beauty?"

"Huh?" Ying Zijin was obviously calculating something again. He turned his head and glanced, slightly amused, and said, "No."

"No?" Jun Muqian was disappointed, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

If Rong Qing really turned into a little kitten, her claws would have nowhere to attack.

But since the guide said otherwise, it must not be the case.

"Go." Jun Muzhen put the little cat down, not knowing whether it could understand it, "Go find your master."

There is a bell hanging on the neck of this little milk cat. Its fur is soft, shiny and clean. It is obviously not wild.

It looks like he has lost his way.

"Meow?" The little milk cat was confused, as if he understood, but also seemed not to understand.

But it also saw that the young man in purple didn't want it anymore, and it immediately became anxious.

"Meow meow meow!"

The little cat used both of its paws to cling to the purple-clad man's clothes, with an expression of "I won't let go until I let go."

Jun Muxian: "..."

"Be obedient." She forced the little cat's claws off and said patiently, "If you run out and throw it away, your master must be very anxious. You can't let him look for you in vain, do you understand?"

The little milk cat still cried: "Meow meow meow!"

What are you talking about? I'm weak, pitiful and helpless and I don't understand.

Jun Muxian gave up struggling, and at the same time she was very sure that this was definitely not Rong Qing.

Even if her beauty turned into a little beast, she wouldn't be so stupid, at least he would be able to understand what she said.

"Hey, little brother Qingqing!" The guard walked more than ten meters and suddenly found that no one was there. He looked back and shouted inexplicably, "What's wrong with you?"

With that said, he walked over and took a closer look: "Wild cat?"

"No, it's a domestic one." Jun Muxian was pulled by the little milk cat and refused to let him go, feeling a little helpless, "Looks like he got lost."

"Lost?" Upon hearing this, the guard's eyes suddenly lit up, "Such a big cat doesn't recognize people at all. Little brother Qingqing, if you don't want this cat, why not give it to me?

.”

Jun Muqian was slightly surprised for a moment: "What do you want with such a cat?"

"Of course I stewed it and ate it." The guard said matter-of-factly, "Little brother Qingqing doesn't know something. Our Bloodstone Tribe often has some animals coming in. Which one of them is not eaten by the brothers?"

After saying that, he said: "Hey, little brother Qingqing, why don't you come and eat it with me."

Maybe the guard's coveted look was too obvious, so the little cat became wary: "Meow!"

The soft fur all over his body also exploded.

"No need." Jun Muxian refused directly, "I quite want to keep this cat. Besides, such a small cat has bones but no meat, and there is nothing delicious to eat."

This was a lie, because when she pinched it just now, it was so soft that she couldn't even touch the bones.

"Oh, okay then." The guard swallowed his saliva, "Little brother Qingqing, if you want to eat it one day, you must call me."

Jun Muqian's eyebrows twitched: "Please take us to the Great Elder."

She found that Mei, as a demon cultivator, really had nothing in common with her except for her weird temper.

The guard nodded regretfully: "Little brother Qingqing, please come with me."

Jun Muzhen held the little kitten in her arms and followed.

Only half a stick of incense arrived at the residence of the great elder.

It is still a thatched house, but it is more exquisite than other ordinary demon cultivators' houses.

The guard stopped in front of the door and saluted respectfully: "Great Elder, these are the cultivators who will join my Bloodstone Tribe today. They are all from the lower five realms and are ordinary spiritual cultivators with innocent identities."

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened automatically.

"Squeak——"

A man in gray clothes walked out. His hair and beard were all silver. His eyes were cloudy and his face was old and ordinary.

The great elder was still holding a chicken drumstick in his hand, his face was shiny, and he asked absently: "What kind of cultivation are they?"

The guard said respectfully: "Reporting to the Great Elder, both of them are in the Dream Return Realm."

In order to make the story more credible, Ying Zijin also specially cooperated to hide his cultivation.

"Is it just Mengguijing?" The elder took a bite of the chicken leg and burped, "It's not easy to reach this point in Mengguijing."

"Yes, Great Elder." The guard said, "And they were in trouble because they were chased by immortal cultivators."

"Hiccup... That's it, let's make do." The elder stroked his beard and glanced at the two of them with some disgust, "Go dig for a month first, and after you pay a thousand purple spirit stones, you can officially become our blood

People from the Stone Tribe.”

"Mining?" Jun Muzhen suspected that she heard wrongly, "Purple Lingshi mine?"

Do tribes in the Demon Realm still have such rules?

"Hiccup, what else?" The great elder finished eating all the chicken legs, "One month is already very little. Other spiritual practices that come in start with one year. If it weren't for the enmity between you and the immortal cultivator, it wouldn't be so cheap.

you."

"That's right, little brother Qingqing." The guard agreed, "This is also our Bloodstone Tribe. If it were placed in the Chiyue Tribe, it would be few in a hundred years."

"And you are from the lower five realms. If you were one of those ascended demon cultivators, you would have to dig mines for a thousand years first."

Jun Muqian suddenly felt some sympathy for the spiritual practitioners who practiced the devil's path, and she didn't bother to argue.

Anyway, she has a lot of purple spirit stones, so she doesn't need to mine them at all. It just so happens that she can concentrate on her cultivation during this time.

The great elder seemed to have thought of something again: "You kid will also remember to pay tribute in five days. If the adults above take notice, then hehehe..."

Jun Muxian didn't want to have any more communication with this disconnected elder, so she said directly: "Do you have any mining tools?"

"Of course there is." The elder also felt bored and waved to the guard, "Give them two jade slips and take them to their residence. Let's start digging tonight."

The guard clasped his fists: "Yes, Great Elder."

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To be continued...