Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 160

[Chapter 160 Cat Idol Wretched Old Man]

I don’t know when, on the stone table that was supposed to be spotless, there was actually a slap-sized snow-white hairball. The variegated, crystal-like eyes are heartbreaking, the pink nose seems to be the carving of a master artist, the small round ears are put down, and she looks like she is about to cry when she is wronged. Melting eyes, slightly raised his head to look at Ding Hao.

It’s a white folded-eared kitten!

A fold cat?

Ding Hao is going crazy, what’s going on?

A second ago, there was nothing on the stone table. I just turned around, and there was an extra pure-blooded white fold-ear cat that was extremely rare on Earth in my previous life. Which angel sister was secretly joking with herself ? Is this little guy really just a folded-eared kitten? Where exactly did it come from?

“Meow……”

Seemingly feeling Ding Hao’s shock, the little guy raised his head slightly and called out at Ding Hao.

That little voice was soft and clear, milky and milky, which made one’s heart pounding, and there was an urge to hold him in his arms and stroke him for a while.

What a harmless look!

Ding Hao was hesitant, this thing is too strange, this kitten can’t be transformed from some ferocious monster, right? In the next moment, its small pink mouth will not open into a bloodbath and swallow itself in one mouthful, right?

“Meow, meow…” The little guy weakly acted coquettishly at Ding Hao, stumbled over, stepped in the air, and fell off the stone table.

Ding Hao reacted instinctively and reached out to catch the little guy.

An indescribable soft and slightly warm touch came from the palm of his hand, as if he had touched the delicate skin of the most beautiful woman in the world. The little guy was in his arms.

“Meow…” The little milk cat was like a white snow ball, and let out a milky voice, stretched out her pink tongue, and licked it a few times in Ding Hao’s palm.

“Damn it, I can’t stand it anymore, it’s so fucking cute, this little guy is just born cute!”

Ding Hao only felt that his heart was melted in an instant.

The little guy is so cute, any action will make people overflow with love, although the origin is unknown, but his intuition tells Ding Hao that the little things are not a threat to him in the slightest.

Ding Hao searched carefully in the whole cave, but couldn’t find a female cat or anything. Finally, with the spirit of not being afraid of death, he took this cute cat, who seemed to be starved to death at any time, to himself. around.

“Fuck, you can’t just watch the little guy starve to death in the cave, right?”

Ding Hao found an unreasonable reason for himself and decided to adopt this little guy.

In his mind, Dao Zu and Jian Zu were still pretending to be dead, and they couldn’t get a response no matter how they called. Ding Hao had to stop the search operation in the cave. After counting the time, it was already a night, and he started to return to the ground.

He came to the entrance of the cave, put the little cute cat in his arms, ran his body, jumped up, and constantly leveraged on the protruding rock edges and corners to soar upward.

With his greatly increased strength, it is no longer a problem to fight against the terrifying suction of this deep gangrenous wind and mist.

It took less than half a stick of incense before Ding Hao returned to the ground.

At this moment, the sky is showing the slightest dawn, the fish belly is white around the mountain peaks, and the white mist is like a beautiful white yarn wrapped around the mountains, and there is a kind of vigor between the sky and the earth.

Ding Hao exhaled deeply, his body was like electricity, he passed through the poisonous miasma and the poisonous swamp, and quickly walked out of the garbage dump area.

“Meow…” The folded-eared little milk cat’s coquettish voice came from his arms. The little guy wriggled for a while, sticking his head out of his clothes, and his big eyes, which were as pure and flawless as glass crystals, looked at the world curiously.

“Little cute cat is so small, it is estimated that it can only eat milk. It seems that I will find a lactating female cat in the slum to feed it.” Ding Hao took the little guy out of his arms and held it in his palm, hehe smiled: ” Hey little guy, are you male or female?”

“Meow, meow!” The little cute cat seemed to understand Ding Hao’s ridicule, meowed a few times angrily, and evenly clamped his hind limbs humanely, looking shy.

I’ll give it a go, you won’t change from a demon, it’s too humane!

Under Ding Hao’s astonishment, he played a prank on his mind. He deliberately stretched out his finger and fiddled with the little cute cat’s hind limbs, hehe smiled and said, “Don’t be shy, come, let me see the master, male and female.”

“Meow!”

“Oh, you are a dog.”

The little cute cat fought back, biting on Ding Hao’s finger and refusing to let go.

While speaking, Ding Hao walked to the fenced courtyard where he used to live, but he heard a humming sound of practicing the exercises. He turned his head to look and saw a dozen or so little kids around the age of seven or eight or nine. , lined up in a neat queue, standing and practicing in this “Invincible Xuanwu Academy”.

They are all children from the slums, dressed in rags, men and women, but all of them are very serious, standing on wooden stakes, stomping on horses, with crystal beads of sweat flowing on their little faces, shouting Punch out.

A wretched old man stood beside him and shouted loudly.

“Do you feel that your waist and legs are sore? Do you feel that your chest is hot? Do you feel that you can’t hold on anymore? Do you want to give up?”

Under the morning light, the wretched old man was roaring loudly.

“No matter what kind of pain you suffer, you must persevere. If you want to get out of this dirty and messy slum just like Ding Hao, the genius of Wen Jianzong, you must work a hundred times harder. Remember, you are the next generation. Wait, you are extremely humble, you have no rich family background, and if you want to change your destiny, you only have sweat and hard work! Now I ask you, can you persevere?”

“can!”

“I want to be like Brother Ding Hao and become a disciple of the Swordsman Sect!”

“I’m going out of the ghetto!”

“I want my parents to stop working all day long!”

The tender voices wafted in the morning breeze. Although the children had trembling legs and expressions of pain, they were still gritting their teeth. Some even bit their own lips. They stood on the wooden stakes. , stomping horses, punching and drinking.

Ding Hao stopped outside the fenced courtyard.

For some reason, he was suddenly moved.

Maybe because he walked out of this dirty slum, maybe in his memory, there is the sadness of being here for several years, so he can understand the children who are going out in front of him. This kind of firm desire, and the childish shouting, made Ding Hao’s heart burn with blood.