Talk to The Fox (MTL) [COMPLETED]

11. Bad blood is born

Bai Zejian left, as if the snow wind blowing from the horizon could soak into his bones, Chu Fan didn't close his eyes yesterday, just now he was thinking about his brother crying again, tired and tired, his little face wrinkled and red. Son.

Holding the broken skirt, one foot deep and the other shallow, she moved forward laboriously, and suddenly a jade staff protruded from the snow, with tremendous strength, knocking her to the ground at once.

Chu Fan endured the pain, opened his eyes, and saw the man's crane feather sleeves. It was the Xuanyuan clan elder yesterday.

The old Taoist stared at her, stood with his hands behind his back, stroked his beard, and laughed sinisterly: "Ziwei hasn't seen outsiders for many years, and even Nanhai Dragon Girl has been turned away, how come suddenly there is a servant like a little girl Swordsman?"

He looked Chu Fan up and down a few times, and that gaze made her very uncomfortable.

After a long time, the old man gave a meaningful "Oh", "It turns out that his demon flower appeared in the world."

She saw that the person was not good, and pretended to be calm: "What is the elder doing? This kind of behavior doesn't seem like a decent act."

"Decent?" The old man picked it up with narrow eyes, and there was a rude laughter in his throat, "If everyone in my demon clan is as self-sufficient as Ziwei, there will be no bones left that have long been eaten by others. "

The old man shrank his head and tail in front of Ziwei Daochang. He didn't care so much here. He walked around her and said to himself: "You are his master of mandarin flowers, why didn't he take your yuan? Yin? He's not a fairy or a demon, is he really self-sufficient to this point?"

Chu Fan didn't hear what he said. He only heard the words 'immortals are not immortals, monsters or demons'. The weak will be bullied and humiliated, but even a strong person who has reached the level of Daochang Ziwei will have such gossip.

They were in awe of him, feared him, and gave him many evaluations, with mixed praise and criticism. They even secretly envied him, sneered and watched him, but they also looked up to him and surrendered to him from the bottom of their hearts.

Chu Fan suddenly forgot the environment he was in, and whispered back: "Master Ziwei is much better than you guys."

Suddenly, Elder Xuanyuan stopped and smiled, the old skin on his face wrinkled, "Little girl, don't you think Ziwei is good, then the old man will do a good deed, as you wish."

"He is a born demon master. If he doesn't want to be that dirty person, then let me help him." After speaking, he knocked a stick on the back of her neck, knocking her unconscious. past.

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Retreat from the cold.

Once the blood-sucking spell started, it couldn't stop every day. Ziwei waited for Chu Fan in the cave for a long time, until the bright moon rose, but she still didn't see her.

Bi Fang was sent by him to find Chu Fan. He had just returned from the outside, and the edge of his tail was covered with frost. He hurriedly said: "I flew all over Kunlun and couldn't find her, she must have sneaked down the mountain! Mr. Wei, I have said it long ago, her origin is unknown, maybe someone else sent you to harm you."

The overwhelming backlash from the demons made him want to die. Ziwei lay on the jade platform, barely raising a little bit of strength, "Bi Fang, put me under the demon-suppressing mirror..."

Bi Fang's eyes widened in disbelief, and he said quickly, "Before you had the Brahman pattern on your body, you could endure it for a while, but you have removed the seal yesterday, how could you possibly endure the backlash from the Suppressing Demon Mirror again!"

The red marks on Ziwei's forehead were extremely bright, and the whole body seemed to be lit with blue flames. The foxtails behind him swam like living creatures, and exploded on the stone wall with a "bang". The gravel rolled down and splashed in a circle. fly dust.

Bi Fang transformed into a humanoid, and crawled on the ground, feeling a burst of heart palpitations, "You, you can't control the demon..."

"Yes, so don't talk too much and do as I say."

It's the middle of the month.

Bi Fang moved him under the jade mirror and wrapped him in chains, Ziwei didn't look like a person at all at this time - whether it was the fox tail that kept rolling around behind him, or when he couldn't bear to breathe. , fangs exposed in the mouth.

He lowered his head, his forehead was covered in sweat, his skin was pale, and his eyelashes and brows had turned frosty.

At this time, those unspeakable nightmares became clear, the mother's wailing, the clan's cries, and the bloody, smelly corpses everywhere.

The harsh voice seemed to be howling in his ear, "I Su Shuang, how could I give birth to such a dirty thing as you."

He was born with evil blood, and he was sin.

All the memories seemed to collapse in the sea of ​​consciousness, the chaos distorted, and finally turned into a strange calm.

The lake water is like ripples, the clear and faint, soft and tender voice is like the warmest bud in the spring light.

"Ziwei Daochang, we have cause and effect."