My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

in the car.

"Hey, hateful, so hateful, the master actually asked Yan boss to beat me, so hateful!"

"Boss Yan is also abominable, he actually beat him! Pity me, a little black cat, who has been treated so tyrannically, pity, I'm so pitiful!"

"My cat's hair, pity my soft and seductive cat's hair, it's shed a lot!!"

"No! The master and Boss Yan are so hateful, I'm going to sue them for abusing cats!"

While driving the car, Taoist Mu Qing glanced at Jinta who was talking to himself several times in amazement.

After learning yesterday that Jinta can speak, Daoist Muqing was not less surprised, and even deliberately teased Jinta to speak.

As he talked, he talked about the fact that he was going to attend a friend's birthday banquet today.

Hearing the word birthday banquet, Jinta immediately thought of the medicinal pill that the owner promised to give it, so he asked if there were any warriors participating in the birthday banquet.

Daoist Muqing naturally answered yes. After hearing this satisfactory answer, Jinta agreed with Daoist Muqing to go to the birthday banquet together today.

In this regard, Daoist Mu Qing actually wanted to refuse. After all, bringing a cat to the birthday banquet, how strange it is!

However, Jinta said that it was going to sell medicine pills, and suddenly felt that this can be done.

After all, Jinta was brought by him, a cat that can sell medicine pills, how am I surprised, and it can give him a long face, killing two birds with one stone, why not do it?

So, the two hit it off, and they were so embarrassed, oh no, it should be cooperation.

"Hey old man, when I was beaten by Boss Yan just now, why didn't you know how to help me?"

After Jinta complained about her master's preference for sex over friends, she raised her cat's head with a 'swish' and asked Daoist Muqing.

Daoist Mu Qing, "..." Actually, he was very interesting at the time, how could he stop him?

Of course, this cannot be said.

"Cough cough, didn't I react?" Daoist Mu Qing pretended to be stupid.

Jinta's golden cat pupils were full of suspicion, "Didn't react? Old man, your reaction is really slow enough! Could it be Alzheimer's disease?"

Daoist Muqing, "..." The disciple-in-law was right, this little black cat really deserves a beating!

"Xiaojin, when you arrive at the birthday banquet, you must remember not to speak! Otherwise, you will be arrested and sent to the laboratory for research." Daoist Mu Qing deliberately changed the subject.

Jinta waved his paw impatiently, "I know, I know, you've said it many times, you old man is really long-winded! Long-winded than the master.

And ah! Didn't you tell me to call me Lord Jin? Xiaojin Xiaojin has no momentum at all. "

Daoist Mu Qing, "..." When the apprentice beat the cat before, why didn't he knock the cat unconscious?

If he knocks the cat unconscious, he doesn't need to bring the cat out, he'll find torture for himself!

However, although Daoist Mu Qing slandered in his heart, on the surface he agreed with a good temper, "Yes, yes, Master Jin, Master Jin."

Taoist Mu Qing has never seen the various abilities Jinta deliberately revealed, and after being instructed in martial arts by Jinta many times, he treats it as a senior, so he is very polite to Jinta.

Jinta is naturally very satisfied with the attitude of Daoist Muqing, so Daoist Muqing usually asks him for questions about cultivation, and he is not stingy in giving pointers.