Talk to The Fox (MTL) [COMPLETED]

10. Rubbing against her calf

In the second half of the night, Chu Fan was hugged by him all the time. Even though Ziwei just put her lips on her neck to breathe, she still didn't dare to sleep, so she just leaned back against his arms.

He had broad shoulders, a straight back, not all his chest against hers, a restrained courtesy.

Of course, it would have been easier for her if those long, snow-colored tails hadn't been curled around her ankles and the tip of the tail rubbed against her calf from time to time.

"Daoist." Chu Fan was scratched very itchy, pointing at the long tails that were wandering around, he couldn't help but opened his mouth, "Can you take care of it..."

"Ah..." He nodded as if suddenly, his tail loosened, and the tip of the tail swayed casually, with a very fluffy and serene velvet state.

"I haven't been so relaxed for a long time, I'm offended." He pursed the corners of his mouth, his cold and slender fingertips touched her neck, and a warm current poured into her meridians.

"You can go back, Miss Chu Fan."

Chu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, got up and tidied up the shattered skirt, only glanced at him for a second, and then ran away.

The two swords were placed on the stone table in the guest seat. She was in a panic and only remembered to take Bai Ze away. Kunlun was lying alone on the stone table with a sword, so bleak.

Ziwei squinted his eyes, the long tail stretched over, and the tip of the tail was swept away at will, and the Kunlun Sword was fished out.

He propped his forehead and stroked his slender fingertips along the body of the sword, a bit languid, and sighed: "Why was this left behind?"

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Chu Fan was walking on the road, secretly relieved.

In the past, when Shushan took blood, it would be fine if her brother was there, but if her brother was not there, no one would heal her, and she would lose too much blood, and she would always be dizzy and dizzy for a few days.

It seems that Daochang Ziwei really only took a small amount, and it is estimated that there are not a few mouthfuls in total.

I just didn't expect him to be a demon... But how could the demon get the inheritance of the Kunlun Divine Sword? She didn't quite understand it, and couldn't help but think of the chain seals and the charred marks on the walls.

She may know who those array patterns are suppressing.

How much pain does it take to be able to self-destruct and do such self-mutilating actions.

Chu Fan didn't dare to think about it anymore. This was not something she should care about. Now she was only worried about what kind of torture her brother would suffer under the devil.

It was still dark outside, only a faint ochre color shone a layer of light from the mountains, and the golden crow rose up, which was the only color in this icy world.

Brother.

"Panfan." It was a weak male voice.

Chu Fan was startled, hugged the sword tightly, looked around blankly, and said nervously, "Who is it?!"

"Fanfan, I'm Bai Zejian." The male voice came from the sword body, with some eagerness, "Great, you can gather spiritual energy by following that Taoist priest, and you can hear me."

He didn't wait for Chu Fan to return to his senses, and quickly explained: "That Ziwei has the spirit of an immortal demon, and the demon spirit and immortal bones are not compatible, so he must have been suppressing himself with magic power. The mandarin flower that the master grabbed for you is him. The accompanying spirit grass has the effect of clearing and suppressing his demon soul."

After Chu Fan heard this, he was a little flustered: "Then if it was the mandarin flower that my brother snatched... shouldn't I use blood to force him out of the mountain?"

Bai Ze told Chu Fan: "That's not the truth. Back then, when the owner searched for treasures from all over the world, only Yuanhua thought you were the master and had a relationship with you. Now Yuanhua is compatible with you, but he picked up a big bargain instead. "

Chu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, Ziwei Daochang was clear and upright, and he should not deceive her as a weak girl.

When she looked at Bai Zejian, she thought of her brother, and her tears fell in an instant: "Bai Ze, can you sense what happened to my brother..."

"The owner may not be very nice..."

Bai Ze's voice was a little heavy, "Fanfan, I can see that the Kunlun Divine Sword has a majestic immortal aura, and Daoist Ziwei has a causal relationship with you. If you follow them, you will definitely be able to protect yourself."

Bai Ze was an ancient divine beast with the ability to shatter the void. Chu Yu chose Bai Ze as the sword because he could twist the space at will, and could teleport to Chu Fan in times of danger to better protect her.

What he means is that he is leaving...

When Chu Fan heard him say this, his heart sank and he asked, "Did something happen to my brother..."

"The master is locked in a water prison, but don't worry, the master is born with a sword bone, which is sheathed in the bone, and the demons can't kill him."

But the torture he suffered was not small, and Bai Ze faintly felt it, but he did not dare to tell her, for fear that she would be sad.

Chu Fan wiped away his tears and pretended to be strong: "Then go ahead, brother needs you more."

"Panfan..."

"Um?"

The gentle and upright male voice paused for a moment.

Chu Yu was young at that time, but even if he didn't know it at the time, after so many years, he must have understood that the nine-fold mandarin flower is the companion spirit grass of the sky fox. If Chu Fan was sent to Kunlun earlier, maybe She has long been able to develop spiritual roots and gather spiritual energy.

Why didn't Chu Yu do this?

Bai Ze suddenly remembered the night when he was wise, Chu Yu first entered the secret realm and killed the leader three vicious dogs. His body was covered in blood, his arms were all broken bones, and there was no good meat.

When he entered the room, the first thing he did was not to bandage the wound, but to stand in front of the bed where Chu Fan was sleeping, with a pale and gloomy face, chanting over and over again, his voice hoarse.

"Fanfan, brother is the only one left, brother will protect you, you can't leave me, you can't go, you can't go..."

At that time, the infinite paranoia deep in Chu Yu's eyes made him feel that something was wrong with his sword...

"Bai Ze, what's wrong with you?" Chu Fan poked the tassels on the sword, his eyes were still red and painful.

"Forget it, remember to take care of yourself."

Chu Fan nodded and placed Jianping in the open space.

There was a ring of clear ringing in the blue and white sword ears, and after a long time, it finally turned into a roaming deer streamer, shattered the void, and turned into nothingness.