Talk to The Fox (MTL) [COMPLETED]

46. Fight as a fox

The morning light gradually rose, and through the window lattice, it shone on Chu Fan's thin eyelids.

When she got up, she saw Ziwei still meditating beside the bed.

Chu Fan leaned over and quietly looked at the wound on his waist and abdomen. In fact, she came to the room last night, in addition to pleasing him, she also wanted to heal him by the method of double cultivation.

The effect is not very good, it is estimated that it is related to her lack of blood essence.

Chu Fan himself felt a lot of energy.

The wound was covered with a layer of light white frost, and the color of the bones inside was a little special. She wanted to continue watching, but the quilt stopped it slightly, "Don't touch..."

Zi Wei coughed, "I'll let you touch it later."

"Daoist..." Chu Fan pointed his head and pointed, "The bones seem to be a little different."

Ziwei thought about it for a while, and said in a deep voice, "The devil has always felt that the difference between me and him is that because I have an immortal bone, I am blessed by heaven."

"He tried his best to sneak up on me while I was applying the seal to protect the dragon veins..." He tied his clothes and gave Chu Fan some water, "Just to see how powerful my fairy bones are."

Chu Fan took a sip of water, the corners of his mouth touching his phalanx from time to time, "Is there any?"

"No." Zi Wei smiled, "Immortal bones and demons are not compatible with each other, and it only brings pain." 

Chu Fan understood a little, but Ren Xiu respected the immortal bones, and Yao Xiu surrendered to the demon soul. The grievances between the human and demon races have a long history, and even if they have eased now, they still have their own defenses.

The demon clan respects power, is frank and straightforward, and directly worships him. The human race was afraid that he would really go to the demon hall, so they widely praised Ziwei's honest actions, and his words and deeds were inspected by everyone.

In the name of admiration, act of shackles.

Chu Fan vaguely understood that this was probably because of fear.

She raised her head and said sincerely, "Master, you are really strong."

Zi Wei suddenly smiled softly and touched her soft hair: "If you weren't strong, why would you come to me?"

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Time is running out.

Ziwei goes to fill the dragon veins every day, and has to go to the front line of the magic tide, which is always very busy. Chu Fan was on the periphery and heard a lot of things on the battlefield, which made people feel frightened.

She has seen many wars, and knows how desperate the chaos of corpses is.

If Jiang Feng doesn't get rid of this person, the world will be uneasy.

Soon it was the fifteenth day, and the moon was full of light.

Bi Fang originally wanted to go with Chu Fan, but it belongs to the fire genus, and the South China Sea has deep veins, so they can only wait on the other side and wait for news.

Yuezhi and Chu Fan walked to the slits of the islands in the South China Sea, and directly broke the water prison after entering the Chi Yuan; Ziwei would turn Jiang Feng's eyes away and fight him as Er.

Tsukishima was already exploring the way ahead.

It stands to reason that with Ziwei and many monks as backup, sneaking to the water prison to save one person is a very easy thing.

But he still felt a little uneasy.

The Kunlun sword hangs on Ziwei's waist, and the white pearl and osmanthus branch pattern faintly glows, like an artifact.

The waves hit the shore, and the sea breeze became stronger, blowing the silver hair pouring like water, Zi Wei said softly: "Kunlun wants to follow you."

Chu Fan looked at the sea fog in front of him, and when he heard this, he paused slightly.

She shook her head, "Master Ziwei, the Kunlun sword can't play a tenth of its power in my hands, you should need this sword more."

How dare she accept the Kunlun Sword at such a critical time.

Ziwei clenched her hand and said in a clear voice, "I once said that I am not a traditional sword cultivator."

"I can't completely control Kunlun." He chuckled and clenched Chu Fan's hand tightly, "It's the one who wants to follow you."

And he himself is selfish.

Chu Fan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes, "What about you, Daoist Master, can you really... come back safely?"

She was very afraid. Chu Fan was not really afraid of her own accident, but more afraid that others would be unpredictable because of her.

Ziwei leaned over and wrapped her velvet hair behind her ears, her voice slightly hoarse: "You are not the only reason why I was born. Jiang Feng will come to me eventually, and I will have a fight with him."

"So, don't blame yourself." He put the Kunlun Sword into her hand and touched the soft back of his hand, "Don't worry about me, you said, I'm very strong."

His last words had a smile on his face.

Chu Fan subconsciously held his hand, the cold sword body mixed with the warmth of Ziwei's body.

will feel at ease.

"Master Ziwei." Chu Fan put up his heels, put his lips close to his chin, and kissed, "Thank you..."

After kissing her, she turned and ran away, riding on the waiting whale on the sea and chasing in the direction of Tsukiori.

Ziwei stayed where he was, stunned for a long time, before slowly touching his slightly wet chin.

The sea breeze swept up a thousand piles of snow, and Zi closed his eyes slightly. When he opened his eyes again, the wind was blowing from under his sleeves, the bottom of his robe stretched eight fox tails, and the fur was covered with a halo, shining brightly.

During his breath, he let out a mighty demonic aura, the red marks on his brows were burning, red as blood.

The feeling of fighting with a fox body is almost forgotten.