Forced To Play Shura Field In Western Fantasy Games

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As soon as the white wolf opened his eyes, what he saw was the dark blue cat eyes of the little black cat who wanted to cry, and the black wolf standing beside him, with a helpless and very innocent expression.

"What did you do?" White Wolf couldn't help but feel a little sullen.

The black wolf bared his teeth, "I didn't lick it this time."

God knows how restrained it was just now, it felt itchy in its mouth, and its eyes were red when looking at the black cat's soft fur and undulating belly, but it finally held back.

The white wolf sniffed carefully in the air, and leaned in front of the black cat. Originally it smelled like a wolf, but now another wolf is about to come up. This time, the black cat finally couldn't help but twitch it up, and tears filled its big watery eyes.

Originally, it was awakened in a sleep, and was in a panic, but now the huge smell has eroded all its sanity, as if it was not controlled by the player as a cat, it was really just a cat that just grew up and was still alive. Like a kitten that needs to eat mushy fish.

It is really aggrieved now, even with the fear of a wolf that he didn't realize before, and he didn't know how many times he was bigger, he was awakened a little, and shivered and shrank in the quilt.

I licked it before, maybe I want to eat it too.

Sure enough, it's because it's too small, do you need to raise it to move your mouth?

From the inside out, the black cat, which was completely in the form of a cat, kept radiating associations, and his eyes became more and more frightened.

As soon as he smelled the sweat, the white wolf understood everything, and with a stern look, he ordered the black wolf, "Go wash it first and use some soap."

"Why?" Heilang was very angry, even in human form, he didn't like the smell of soap very much, and he would immediately go to sleep here, "I haven't asked why it smells like a blood race, but I'm still disgusted with me first. ."

Hearing this sentence, the black cat's ears moved, and he suddenly remembered something.

It seems to have equipped itself with a kindred friendly title before...

The somewhat guilty cat removed the in-game title, continued to act pitiful, and vowed to drive this stinky and sweaty wolf away tonight.

As soon as the black wolf saw the black cat shrinking its cerebellum, a few teardrops fell, and wet marks appeared on the cushion, and his attitude could not help softening.

It licked the back molars and felt itchy and dry in the mouth, and the condition became more serious. Just as he was about to touch it with his paws to relieve the itch, he turned to the little black cat as if he was saying "you go quickly". His eyes, he had no choice but to flick his tail more indignantly, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Go, go, go."

It ran to the door in two steps, turned into a human, and opened the door.

All the work of coaxing the cat is left to the white wolf. If the cat cannot be bathed more, it will wipe it clean with a handkerchief to ensure that no hair on its body is wet.