Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1259: Wen Xiao’ai Leaves Ziqiong Forest
Why did the Immortal Realm send troops to intercept the Cat Demon Clan?
The Immortal Realm has always been on good terms with the Cat Demon Clan, how could they... Right, Nie Jiuque just said the Immortal Realm did this to force him to appear, and also to force the Cat Demon Clan to hand her over.
What’s going on, what exactly is happening?
Why did Ye Yin call her Madam?
Why does the Immortal Realm want her?
Wasn’t the Soul-suppressing Beast already scattered?
Why did Nie Jiuque just say to awaken it?
Awaken it for what?
Weren’t they archenemies?
Who is she really?
An excruciating pain pierced her brain, coming fiercely, making Wen Xiao’ai’s face instantly turn pale.
Who is she?
Who is she really?
"Ah..."
Wen Xiao’ai fell to the ground in pain, her brain was tearing apart, and painful whimpers escaped her small mouth.
It seemed as if something wanted to break out of her brain, yet was blocked by the restriction within her.
What is it, what exactly is it?!
She kept banging her head with her hands, forcing herself to break through that layer of restriction.
The truth that was about to surface was repeatedly pushed down, intensifying her suffering each time.
During her struggle, a dull pain came from her abdomen.
The pain almost made Wen Xiao’ai faint.
She quickly pressed her aching abdomen, feeling as if something dear soothed her emotions, gradually calming her down.
She gritted her teeth and climbed to her feet, stumbled out of Ziqiong Forest...
Human Realm
"Where is he? Where is he?"
"What’s wrong with you?"
"I’m asking where he is? Where is he now?"
"Drunkard, calm down, what’s wrong with you? What’s happened? Who are you looking for? Why are you in Holy City?" Jun Moyan looked at the blood-red-eyed and emotionally unstable drunkard, baffled by his questioning.
Wasn’t the drunkard very ill in the Capital City, how come he’s in the Holy City looking for him.
Wasn’t Qing Yi watching over him?
"I’m asking you where is he?!"
The drunkard couldn’t hear any of this, tightly gripping Jun Moyan’s shoulders, shaking him vigorously.
On the side, Ais wanted to step forward but was stopped by Jun Moyan.
"Who?"
"..."
The drunkard’s face showed a bewildered expression, seemingly forgetting who he was looking for.
Jun Moyan was puzzled about what had happened, how the drunkard suddenly became like this.
Jun Moyan: "Where’s Qing Yi?"
"Qing Yi... Qing Yi."
Upon mentioning Qing Yi, the drunkard’s vacant eyes cleared momentarily, only to be replaced by confusion again.
The drunkard’s reaction made Jun Moyan’s heart flutter slightly.
He seemed stimulated, with mental issues.
"Qing Yi, Qing Yi..."
"Where is Qing Yi?"
"Where did Qing Yi go? Where is he?" The drunkard’s emotions flared again, gripping Jun Moyan’s shoulders and repeatedly asking.
"Qing Yi is in the Capital City, in Wu Garden."
Jun Moyan couldn’t be sure, but he had to say this to reassure the drunkard.
"Wu Garden... Wu Garden..."
Upon hearing Qing Yi was in Wu Garden, the drunkard seemed relieved, calmed for a moment, then went wild again.
"Where is he? Where is he? Tell me where that person is?" He shook Jun Moyan’s shoulders frantically.
"What exactly is wrong with you? Who are you looking for?"
"He, he..."
The drunkard suddenly remembered something and yanked open Jun Moyan’s clothes.
The tattoo on his chest once again stimulated the drunkard’s nerves.
"It’s him, it’s him, where is he? Where is he?"
Jun Moyan’s eyes sharpened, locking his gaze on the drunkard.
"You know this thing?"
