Xian Miao does not want to fly

Chapter 41

Su Jing held the orange cat in his arms, and the waiter next to him respectfully reported the name of the dish.

"Squirrel mandarin fish?"

Su Jing shook his head, the orange cat stretched out its paws to grab the teacup on the table, but Su Jing grabbed it in time and squeezed the pads to make it behave.

"Braised crucian carp?"

Su Jing still shook his head, the orange cat's tail swept impatiently, its paws were pinched uncomfortably.

"Steamed sea bass?"

"this one."

"Meow~"

One person and one cat spoke in unison very tacitly.

Su Jing touched Orange Cat's head happily: "You like this, don't you? I think you will like this too."

He took out the spirit stone, and Chen Ming who was beside him hurriedly said, "Hey, it's my account."

Su Jing waved his hand, "No, no, this is mine."

He handed the Lingshi to Xiaoer and said, "Let's play three sets first."

Xiao Er happily took the Lingshi and thanked him.

The steamed sea bass was served quickly, along with a small bowl of water.

Su Jing watched with a smile on the orange cat obediently pawing at the table to eat fish, his eyes were full of the cat's ears that moved as if they were exerting force.

Chen Ming looked at the orange cat, and then at the Juggernaut who was smiling a bit wrongly.

This orange cat was picked up by Su Jing himself when he went downstairs just now. Before he was picked up, it was suffering the fate of being expelled from Cengfan.

Su Jing didn't let go of the cat after he picked it up, and even specially called Xiao Er to order some fish for the cat.

Chen Ming admits that this is the prettiest cat he has ever seen, but it doesn't make people like it that much, right?

The small abacus in his heart was crackling, could it be that Su Jing likes cats?Then do you want to send him a few cats to get closer?

So he asked with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Su likes cats?"

Su Jing gently stroked the orange cat's head, and replied, "No."

No?Without you, the eyes are growing on this cat and I can't pull them out, okay?

Su Jing may also feel that what he said and what he did were too ambiguous, so he added: "I only like this one."

Chen Ming thought "Oh" in his heart, what he wanted to know was about cats, but those who didn't know thought it was a good story about a couple in a lifetime.

He looked at the big eyes of the orange cat, and those golden eyes were really rare: "I think this cat has a bit of spirituality, why don't fellow Daoist Su enlighten it a few times, saying that it won't wait until it can become a demon and receive a spiritual pet."

The orange cat paused, and Su Jing raised his head unhappily: "Chen Daoyou be careful."

Caution?Chen Ming is baffled. When he sees an animal he likes, if he can guide it into the Tao and become a monster pet, isn't it a routine operation?

But the slick and slick he immediately felt that this was not a good topic.

So he apologized for a smile, and then changed the subject: "How is Fellow Daoist Su thinking about the invitation?"

The orange cat licked a couple of sips of water, and then went to eat another fish. Su Jing thoughtfully helped him replace the empty plate.

"I'm going to hold the...what... Dao discussion meeting that their Faxiu often holds? That's about it, hand out invitation letters to these people," Su Jing picked up the stack of greeting cards, "Of course, the discussion is also Yes, after all, we are sword cultivators, and we can gain insight through exchanging lessons."

Chen Ming was dumbfounded.

Should this newly promoted Juggernaut be said to be too thoughtful or too unsophisticated?

Putting all these people who want to win over him together, how can they have the nerve to say their intention to recruit him?

Or is it just his idea of ​​evading?

"Oh, that's right," Su Jing added with a smile, "You still have to trouble Fellow Daoist Chen to let the wind out. Of course, anyone can participate in this conference. It's better to have casual cultivators. I'm also a casual cultivator. Naturally, I can't forget my roots."

Is there any forgetting about this kind of thing?

Chen Ming felt more and more that Su Jing's performance was too unworthy of his cultivation. He felt that it was a waste of his cultivation on a person with emotional intelligence like him. He had already offended a Su family. For those sect forces, Su Jing probably will only be able to circle around in casual cultivation for the rest of his life!

No, no, Chen Ming said in his heart, after finally getting close to such a great god, he couldn't give up so easily.

Chen Ming forced a smile and said: "Fellow Daoist Su, if you don't think so, we will definitely hold this Dao Discussion Conference, but before we do it, see if you can meet these sects and families alone, after all..."

Su Jing sighed: "No, Fellow Daoist Chen, think about it, I want to hold a Dao Discussion Conference, and I must make the most of these two days when everyone is still here in Chunjiang Town, so as to save the trouble of getting together Comrades from all walks of life are running around again, one more, people are more concentrated now, as long as we let go of our tone a little bit, can't we do it right away? Save a lot of trouble. If you follow what you said, first go to meet the family sect alone... "

Su Jing picked up the greeting card and gestured to Chen Ming: "There are so many, when do we have to see them?"

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Su," Chen Ming said hastily, "You just need to show your face in that conference, and our focus is still on these aristocratic sects..."

Focusing on the sect of the aristocratic family, the implication is that the subsequent collective discussion conference with casual practitioners participating is not important.

The smile on the corner of Su Jing's mouth was flat: "Chen Daoyou means, is the sect of an aristocratic family more important than casual cultivators?"

"That's for sure," Chen Ming said as a matter of course, "Sanxiu sounds good, but isn't he actually a cultivator who has no sect or family? Who wants to be a looser who can find a backer to rely on?" Fix it."

Looking at Chen Ming's appearance, Su Jing was even more sure in his heart that he was really different from this one.

Su Jing picked up the teacup and took a sip to hide his disappointed expression.

"Chen Daoyou," he put down the teacup, and gently pushed the greeting card towards Chen Ming, "If it were you, which of these sect families would you like to choose?"

Chen Ming didn't know why, but he still looked at the pile of invitations and said, "If it were me, I might choose Ming Huazong."

Su Jing was a little surprised: "You recommended Hongyage and Xiangchunmen to me before?"

Chen Ming smiled: "That's you, Fellow Daoist Su. You have the name of a sword master, and you can properly become the person in power in these two places if you enter these two places. But with my qualifications, it is best to enter Minghua This kind of sect, this kind of sect has a mountain top, unlike those two, which only have one line, and value blood relatives."

Su Jing had an idea in his mind, and he nodded: "I see. In that case, I'd like to ask Fellow Daoist Chen to help me send out the news of the Dao Discussion Conference. It's just here in Chunjiang Town. In terms of time, choosing a day is worse than hitting the day. That is, tomorrow morning, I will stay here for another day at most, and I will leave after the Dao Discussion Conference ends tomorrow."

When Chen Ming heard that it was useless to co-author what he said before, he couldn't help but anxiously said: "No, is that the case? You should think about it more!"

Seeing his anxious look, Su Jing gave him a comforting smile, and took out the blue and white greeting card: "Tomorrow afternoon, I will personally visit Xianjun Zuosu of the Minghua Sect, and please ask Fellow Daoist Chen to introduce me."

Chen Ming stared at the greeting card in Su Jing's hand. He knew that it was far less beneficial to Su Jing than those two choices, but Minghua Sect was a large sect, and its scale was not smaller than those two. Jing asked for his own opinion, and it may be true that he has no intention of marriage, so he wants to develop in the way of swordsmanship.

However, it would be better if Su Jing was willing to listen to his opinion, it was better than the nonchalant look just now.

Moreover, Su Jing joined the Ming Hua Sect according to his own words, and his status would definitely not be low. At least he could be assigned as the leader of the peak. Since he was close to him, maybe he could also be honored and entered the Ming Hua Sect?

Chen Ming had quickly analyzed Su Jing's interest in himself after he chose Ming Huazong, and then his smile became a little more sincere: "That's okay, I'll do it now!"

Su Jing looked at his excited back and sighed.

He reached out and stroked Mao Mao's head, and said, "People's hearts are really complicated, right, little cat demon."

The orange cat seemed to be unable to understand his words, and lowered its head to eat the third fish.

Su Jing laughed in a low voice. He stretched out his hand to the orange cat's head and stroked it to the back. When he wanted to touch the big fluffy tail, the orange cat hid him.

Su Jing didn't care too much, and moved his hands forward from the back. The orange cat was irritated by being rubbed against its fur, and wanted to give him a paw when he turned around, but he precisely pinched the soft pad.

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it," Su Jing said with a smile, "I know you are the little cat demon with golden eyes that I saw at the Juggernaut Competition that day."

"Meow!"

The orange cat struggled, and the unhappy expression on his face fully expressed the meaning of "what is this human being talking about, he is so annoying".

Not the slightest bit of self-eating fish is consciously paid for by this nasty human being.

Su Jing laughed, and let go of his hand: "Okay, okay, no, let's eat, be good."

The orange cat put down its paws and continued to eat the fish.

Su Jing stroked its cat ears, staring at the greeting card on the table in a daze.

Tomorrow, it should be fun, he thought.

Rumors spread that the newly promoted Sword Masters of Loose Cultivation would hold a Dao Discussion Conference, and those Loose Cultivators who had originally taken the opportunity of the Sword Cultivation Grand Competition to greet their fellow practitioners and were about to leave postponed their departure by one day.

There has never been a Juggernaut who is willing to stop to preach to his colleagues after he has won the title of Juggernaut.

Qiao Mo lay at the foot of Su Jing's bed, looking at the sword repairer who was sleeping very soundly in front of him, and he changed his mind slightly.

Most ascetics regard swordsmanship, sword manuals, and secret methods of cultivation as the secrets of the same sect, and only members of the same sect will share them.

Now Su Jing is willing to share his cultivation method, which is really selfless.

But his internal injuries are still not healed, and Su Xu is holding back what is wrong with him outside.

After Qiao Mo confirmed that Su Jing was fast asleep, he stood up and pressed his paw on Su Jing's pulse door again to check the recovery of his spiritual vein.

But Qiao Mo didn't notice that the person who was breathing steadily opened his eyes, and with a smile on his lips, he looked at the kitten who was giving him his pulse with its paw.

Su Jing felt the soft touch on his wrist, and the moonlight came in through the window, coating the kitten's orange fur with a layer of silver.

He suddenly felt that his heart, which had been empty all along, seemed to be filled.