CHAPTER 71: CHAPTER 71: HEAVEN-SENT

"Laugh? You can still laugh?" This laughter seemed to trigger something in Wu Jie. "You should feel pain! Regret! Fear!"

"Whoosh— Bang!"

An iron pan fell from the sky, hitting Wu Jie precisely on his head. His body swayed and then collapsed, with blood gushing from the back of his head.

Cen Lizhui got up, went forward, and kicked him lightly: "Let me see, why is there no pain, regret, or fear? He just looks confused, huh?"

Chen Muxue ran over afterward, didn’t even have time to pick up the pan, and rushed straight to Xiaohua. She embraced her, then quickly let go, holding Xiaohua’s shoulders: "How could you run out by yourself? Didn’t I tell you that it’s dangerous outside? Don’t you know how worried I was?"

Xiaohua, with eyes brimming with tears, couldn’t speak. She shook her head, and tears rolled down.

"I’m sorry, the Sect Leader was too anxious. It’s all my fault for not taking good care of Xiaohua. Don’t cry, okay?" Chen Muxue couldn’t help but soften her voice.

Xiaohua then crashed into her embrace and began to cry loudly: "Mao Mao! He ruined Mao Mao!"

"Mao Mao?"

Cen Lizhui walked slowly next to the black cat, crouched down, and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Xiaohua, look quickly, the cat moved!"

Xiaohua cried even louder: "It’s Mao Mao, not just a cat! Waa—"

The two adults went silent for a moment. Chen Muxue closed her eyes briefly—well, the name was at least a little better than that cat morality academy headmaster she used to like... right?

"Meow..."

A faint cat’s meow abruptly stopped Xiaohua’s crying. Amazed, she jumped out of Chen Muxue’s embrace and rushed to the black cat: "You’re not asleep! I thought you were like Mom, falling asleep and not wanting me!"

The black cat weakly nudged Xiaohua with its head and fainted again.

"Is the cat okay?" Chen Muxue looked at Cen Lizhui.

"It’s okay, just nearing the end of its life."

"Nearing the end of its life?!" Chen Muxue worried Xiaohua might be happy for nothing.

Cen Lizhui nodded mysteriously: "Yes, nearing the end of its life. Luckily, it just awakened—being a cat demon, it has nine lives, but unfortunately just lost one upon awakening."

Chen Muxue was speechless: "You’re definitely the master of idioms."

But surprisingly, it turned out to be a cat demon! Chen Muxue examined it from all sides and couldn’t see anything different about this black cat. If she had to say what was different from other black cats she’d seen, it was that it didn’t have Luo Xiaohui’s big eyes!

"Chen Muxue! You actually killed a disciple from the Fei Xing Sect!"

That annoying voice appeared, and Chen Muxue turned her head to see, sure enough, Xiao Feng had arrived.

Lying on the ground, Wu Jie indeed showed no sign of life. The human body is actually very fragile, suffering a head blow from a falling object rarely turns out well, especially when the object is an iron pan.

Xiao Feng surveyed the scene and said solemnly: "For a mere cat, you’d kill someone?"

Lin Qing had just arrived and heard such a statement. He looked around, the iron pan was still on the ground, not picked up, and then he saw the black cat fainted in Xiaohua’s arms. He was extremely shocked: "Miss Chen, how could you do such a thing...?"

"Of course not just for a cat, he had just tried to harm Xiaohua and even attempted to attack Zhui Li..."

As Chen Muxue spoke and turned her head, she was startled to find Cen Lizhui had somehow changed into a long black robe with a veil hat on his head, and the draping black veil completely covered his face.

Just now, he looked half-dead!

"Even so, it’s not a sufficient reason for you to kill him!" Xiao Feng declared righteously.