That feeling grew stronger and stronger, constantly battering his Dao Heart and making him deeply uncomfortable.
Jing Jiu knew this was certainly not because of Liu S sui's and Yuan Qu's surnames, but because Snow Ji was at Green Mountain.
He thought for a moment, took out Cold Cicada, and tossed him over. "Big One, wear him for now."
Cold Cicada landed squarely on the white cat's head.
However high a perch was, one could grow accustomed to it after staying there long enough. Naturally, he was not afraid, and thinking of Snow Ji made him all the more pleased.
The white cat extended his right paw and shifted Cold Cicada into a more suitable position. Feeling quite satisfied, he meowed at Jing Jiu in thanks.
Jing Jiu was satisfied too. If Snow Ji breaks out, she should follow Cold Cicada's scent to Divine End Peak. Big One can hold her off then, and those other three surely won't have the nerve to stand by and watch something happen to him.
Ping Yongjia sidled up to Gu Qing and whispered, "Senior Brother, just what is this cat's background? Why does his name sound a little strange?"
Before Gu Qing could explain, Jing Jiu asked Ping Yongjia, "What sword technique do you want to learn?"
Ping Yongjia froze. Since I'm a disciple of Divine End Peak, of course I should learn Grandmaster Jingyang's Unrepentant Sword Arts. Could I actually learn something else?
Recalling his own experience back then, Gu Qing smiled. "You can choose any of the sword techniques of the Green Mountain Nine Peaks."
Ping Yongjia was speechless with shock. It can actually be arranged like that?
Gu Qing then said to Jing Jiu, "Junior Brother doesn't have a sword yet. What arrangements do you have in mind, Master?"
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