"I won't! That kitten is mine! It's injured, I want to treat it! "The little girl shook her head stubbornly and hugged Fat Tiger to her side, desperately protecting it.
"Xue Ning, be obedient and give this cat to the immortal master!" Duan Zhangye said seriously.
"I won't! I won't! " The little girl was so anxious that she was about to cry, "It's just a poor injured cat. I won't allow you to hurt it anymore!"
"Little girl, this is a cat demon. Otherwise, how could it be injured by your house's spirit sword? Hurry up and give it to me. Otherwise, once it recovers, I'm afraid it will eat you! "The man in the long robe was obviously trying to scare the little girl. However, looking at this guy's appearance, he might eat Fat Tiger.
After all, the flesh and blood of spirit beasts were great nourishment. Whether it was alchemy or eating meat, it was a great nourishment. It was even more beneficial for cultivators.
Fat Tiger was now seriously injured and did not dare to act rashly. It seemed that he could only let himself be slaughtered by this guy.
However, the little girl was unusually persistent and seemed to be unwilling to compromise on this matter.
Although the man in the long robe wanted this exotic beast very much, he could not directly snatch it in front of the little girl's father, so he could only continue to pressure Duan Zhangye, "Mr. Duan, this thing is not an auspicious sign. Once it leaves this courtyard, I'm afraid your daughter will be in danger."
When Duan Zhangye heard this, his face changed and he hurriedly said to the little girl, "Xue Ning! Hurry up and give this cat to me! "
"I won't! Dad, it's so pitiful. I can't give it to you. I want to save it! "The little girl was so anxious that her tears began to flow.
"Hurry up and give it to Dad. Didn't you hear the immortal master say that it's very dangerous!" Duan Zhangye was still trying to take the injured wild cat from his daughter. He did not care whether this thing was an exotic beast or not. He did not want his daughter to be hurt. Right now, he was just an ordinary loving father.
Buzz buzz! ~
At this moment, a swarm of locusts came out of nowhere and rushed toward Duan Zhangye and the man in the long robe like a cloud, causing the two of them to be in a panic. In the blink of an eye, the man in the long robe had shattered the locusts around him into a pile of fragments. Duan Zhangye seemed to be protected by an invisible force around him, and soon all the locusts were killed.
But at this moment, the little girl and the "wildcat" disappeared.
"Xue Ning!"
Duan Zhangye exclaimed and anxiously searched around, but there was no trace of the little girl. Duan Zhangye could only hastily order the Duan Family members to search around.
The man in the long robe frowned as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't seem to have a clue.
***
Qin Lang had already left the Duan Clan's manor. He had used the Myriad Venom Sac to flee. The Myriad Venom Sac wouldn't move by itself, but with the addition of Serpentwing, he would be able to escape in an instant.
If it wasn't for the Myriad Poison Sac, even if Qin Lang displayed his full strength, it would have been difficult for him to escape unscathed. Daoist Shui Jing was right. The Duan Clan was indeed a bit strange. There seemed to be a strange and terrifying force protecting the entire house and the entire Duan Clan.
At first glance, this kind of thing seemed unbelievable, but for cultivators, they had to be good at accepting any unbelievable things.
Qin Lang still remembered the small bamboo courtyard left by Yin Wuhua in the valley. Although Yin Wuhua had passed away a long time ago, his will and spirit were still integrated with the small courtyard, forming an absolutely powerful defense. Since Yin Wuhua could do this, then someone else could also leave their will behind to protect the entire house.
Perhaps this was the situation Qin Lang encountered in the Duan Clan's courtyard. So the real powerful thing was not Duan Zhangye, but that powerful will.
However, although the defense of the Duan Clan's residence was powerful, this will and spirit were left behind by a dead person after all, so it was definitely not as flexible as a living person's consciousness. For example, as long as Qin Lang completely restrained his aura, aura, and hostility, he would not encounter the counterattack of this spiritual will.
If not for the flaws in this spiritual will, how could Qin Lang escape with Fat Tiger and the little girl so easily?
After leaving the Duan Clan's residence, Qin Lang rushed back to An Rong City.
Because he had made arrangements and acted quickly, the Duan Clan naturally did not notice Qin Lang.
After arriving at the suburbs of An Rong City, Qin Lang took out the Myriad Poison Sac and released Fat Tiger and the little girl.
"Boss …"
As soon as he saw Qin Lang, Fat Tiger put on a pitiful look. However, this guy was indeed unlucky. He almost died today and almost became a eunuch cat. Ever since he followed Qin Lang, it was probably the first time in his life that Fat Tiger had suffered such a dangerous blow. Moreover, if he had fallen into the hands of the long-robed man in the Duan Clan's residence, it was very likely that he would have been stewed and eaten.
"This is the result of your eagerness to achieve merit." Qin Lang snorted and applied the healing elixir on Fat Tiger's wounds. In any case, this guy was working for Qin Lang. Although he was a little disobedient, it was not all his fault. Moreover, the 'mysterious power' of the Duan Clan was too strong, and even Qin Lang could not resist it.
However, thinking about it carefully, the main culprit this time was the group of old fellows from the Taoist Sect. This group of people really didn't hesitate to throw out three medicinal pills, which almost took Qin Lang's life. Although Qin Lang had expected that the Duan Clan would not be easy to deal with, he did not expect them to be so powerful.
This time, if Qin Lang was slightly careless, he would probably be consigned to eternal damnation.
The little girl watched Qin Lang injure Fat Tiger and asked curiously, "Uncle, is this your cat? Can it talk? "
"Can you call me brother?" Qin Lang did not expect to look so old, and he could not help but sigh. Time waited for no man. However, Qin Lang found this little girl quite pleasing to the eye and said "thank you" to her. After all, if it were not for her, Fat Tiger would have been finished.
"Brother? No, my brother is dead. " The little girl looked sad. "I'll call you uncle because if I call you brother, I'm afraid you will die too. This cat can actually talk. Is it really a monster?"
"Ask it, right?" Qin Lang could not help but feel a little pity when he heard the little girl's words. "Don't worry. Even if it is a monster, it won't hurt you."
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