Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok! Chapter 485

The Black Cat still seed unfamiliar with itself, as if it had lost its mories. After Chen Muxue caught it, although it appeared to compromise, its erald-like eyes still flickered with a mysterious light, as if it were waiting for the right mont to take action.

If things continue like this, he might beco a disciple of Building Three, which cannot happen. This is not an ordinary cat; it’s already considered a Cat Demon. If he is as ruthless to people as the chief disciple of Building Three, ordinary people wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Besides, Xiaohua is still waiting for him; Xiaohua truly likes this Black Cat.

"You really don’t rember ?" Chen Muxue stared at the Black Cat, which only gave an innocent look, as if it didn’t understand human language at all.

Chen Muxue sighed, "If Xiaohua finds out, she will definitely be very sad..."

"ow?" Hearing the word Xiaohua, the Black Cat seed to have a slight reaction, but its eyes remained confused. It vaguely felt familiar but couldn’t recall anything, like suddenly forgetting an important task, unable to rember no matter how hard it tried, causing imnse frustration.

The Black Cat took the initiative to lock eyes with Chen Muxue, and she felt sothing instinctively, gently applying more pressure—

"ow?"

Chen Muxue opened her eyes again, finding herself lying inside a box. She tried to stand, but the pain in her body made it almost impossible to move.

She looked at her hands—or rather paws—and realized she might have inadvertently triggered sothing, entering the consciousness world of the Black Cat just like before.

The fluffy black cat paws were indeed cute, but when they were covered in spattered blood, they appeared quite unsightly.

Chen Muxue looked up; she initially guessed what kind of abandonnt box it was, but seeing the distorted faces of several hooligan children made her change her mind.

"This cat isn’t dead yet!"

"My mom said that such ominous things are hard to kill, no worries, we’ll just bury it in the pit we’ve dug."

The voices of the two hooligan children were shrill, making Chen Muxue’s head buzz; perhaps these were impressions from the Black Cat.

"But... it’s still alive..." A girl’s voice timidly ca from sowhere unseen outside the box.

"Does being alive an it’s not evil?! A Black Cat like that can’t be kept! It’s bad!" said one chubby hooligan child, his voice harsh, seemingly frightening the girl into silence.

This must be the Black Cat’s mory; at this ti, it was severely injured, with one front paw fractured, one hind leg unknownly wounded, featuring a deep bloody hole, its neck tightly bound with sothing, suffocating it, yet barely allowing it to survive in agony, feeling a harsh rubbing pain with every breath.

How did it survive?!

Chen Muxue was sowhat shocked; the two hooligan children temporarily left, seemingly digging nearby, occasionally insulting the young girl with words like "money loser," "girls are useless," while the girl only dared to help them dig with all her might, without saying a word of protest.

Perhaps in ancient tis, it was hard for girls from poor families to escape such a fate? Chen Muxue tentatively stood up; as long as she focused her strength on the other two paws, which only had skin injuries, she could still barely support her body.