On the day she was kicked out of the family, eight-year-old Shen Mu was only given a cat.
Orange, skinny and skinny, sleeping in an old baggage and snoring.
Before leaving, her mother said: This is your last family member.
Shen Mu didn't cry at that time. I didn't cry after that. She walked into the Bone Wasteland with the cat in her arms, thinking that it would just be a different place to starve.
But she didn't know that the cat could talk.
What's more, he didn't know that half of the truth about the battle between gods and demons thousands of years ago was hidden in his body.
The Nine Realms are very big and can accommodate geniuses and heroes, but they cannot accommodate a "waste".
She had been lied to, sold to, and had a knife held to her neck.
She has also been rescued by cats, had dreams about them, and rubbed their furry heads against them to cry.
Some said she deserved to be robbed, while others said she did not deserve to live.
Shen Mu felt that none of this was important.
She just wanted the little raccoon to eat well, sleep warmly, and not be hunted down again.
But fate will never let you go just because you don't ask for much.
This is a story about "weakness".
There is no golden finger to start the game, and there is no domineering ancestor to protect the way.
There was only a stubborn girl and a greedy cat, supporting each other and walking forward step by step in the mud.
It was only at the end that I discovered——
The loser you think is the only person in the world who can understand the cry of all souls.
The pet you thought was the last bloodline of the Nine-tailed Sky Fox and the Netherworld Cat.
The ending you thought——
You'll have to read five hundred chapters to find out.
Be careful: the heroine will cry, the cat will die (and later come back to life), and you will follow her.
