Talk to The Fox (MTL) [COMPLETED]

51. Daoist, are you ugly?

Chu Yu was once named the number one swordsman in Shushan, not because of his profound spiritual power, but because of his high potential.

He used to snatch the spiritual treasures in a mighty way, attacked the disciples of various clans and sects, and swept most of the immortal gates to pieces. The enemy pursued him day and night, but none of them succeeded.

People who cultivate immortals want to be blessed by the common people and benefit the future. At least it looks like Ziwei.

Chu Yu was the exact opposite.

This is what outsiders think of him—Shushan Chu Yu is cold-blooded, merciless, fickle, and not like the right way.

He is selfish.

Therefore, when Chu Yu overdrawn all his strength, a sword pierced through the waist and abdomen of the demon, and was smashed into the sea by his final backhand, he himself felt that he was crazy.

The demons burned their souls, and their strength soared twice. Even if Ziwei got the Kunlun sword again, he would not be able to retreat.

Obviously thinking about hurting both of them.

How did it become like this.

He opened his eyes in the deep sea.

Ten thousand feet of sea abyss, deep and secluded, the surrounding demonic energy is getting stronger and stronger, there are several floating corpses floating, the salty sea water drowns the nose and mouth, disgusting and sticky.

The sea raised his sleeve robe, and it was spun into a gorgeous light and shadow. Before he lifted his breath, he crossed his jacket in the water and saw a figure.

The outline is soft, the figure is light, like a smart swimming fish, the moonlight gathers on her shoulders, and is broken into sparkling waves by the sea.

Very soft light.

He raised his hand amid the entanglement of the ocean current, tried his best to stick out his fingertips, and grabbed it.

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Chu Fan supported her brother and swam to the shore. She wrung out the water in the sleeves and robes of the two of them, sniffed and exerted a lot of strength to hold Chu Yu in her arms.

"Brother...Are you alright..." With a sobbing voice, there was tension and fear.

Chu Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she held her hand, clenching it a little bit. She wanted to speak, but she could only cough a few times.

So he felt Fanfan change his posture again, holding his head, making him cough up blood a little bit.

He has been through a thrilling day these days, and it is only at this time that he can get a little peace of mind, and the tight strings have finally broken.

Chu Fan saw that he fainted, motionless, almost frightened, he touched his heart tremblingly, and felt that his heart was still beating, so he took a deep breath.

The sea breeze gradually became stronger, making her a little unable to open her eyes.

All around were the floating corpses of demons, and the sea was dyed blood red. She squinted and looked further afield, the blood rain stopped, and a ray of dawn rose in the distance.

Chu Fan slowed his breathing.

She has to wait for the last person.

Do your best to stay awake and look towards the end of the sea.

I saw a slanting light shining brightly.

The man was tall and slender, holding a long sword, his eyebrows and eyes were outlined by the dawn light, and his silver hair was cold, and he danced with the eight fox tails behind him, like cranes and feathers.

Chu Fan looked up at him, his brows slightly curved, "Daoist..."

Ziwei was actually very angry - she was still laughing.

Chu Fan was almost half injured.

She was in a trance and looked like the day she just climbed the Kunlun Mountains. She was very weak, thin and thin, with traces of blood all over her body, quiet and slender as a first branch.

Looking sad.

Ziwei pulled her into his arms and wrapped his arms around his shoulders, not daring to hold her tightly.

She was covered in wounds all over her body, her eyelashes were stained with blood, and half of her face was dripping with blood, and her flesh was blurred, not to mention her body. Although she was covered by clothes, it was horrible to see.

Ziwei didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of scaring her.

Seeing this, Chu Fan smiled again.

She suddenly felt a warmth behind her, Ziwei pressed her tail against her, instead of touching her directly, she circled her long tail a few times, carefully wrapping her in the middle.

Ziwei swallowed her throat, her voice trembled a little, she searched with her fingers and touched the edge of her fairly smooth cheek, "Does it hurt?"

Chu Fan shook his head.

She said softly, "Daoist, are you ugly?"

"How come." He whispered and smiled, "Fan Fan is the most beautiful little girl I have ever seen."

Also the strongest girl.

Ziwei lowered his head and kissed her eyelashes, licking a bit of blood. He didn't dare to touch other places, his tail swam over, and he pulled her close again.

Obviously there are many things that he needs to deal with, but he doesn't want to leave now.

"Daoist..." Chu Fan twisted his drooping silver hair with his fingertips.

"Ok?"

Her figure swayed a little, and her eyes darkened, but she held back her sobriety and thought, "The tail isn't broken."

"No, not one at all." A long tail bent the tip of the tail and brought it close to her palm.

Chu Fan pushed it and refused, "I won't touch it now, I'm very dirty..."

She was so hoarse in pain, she was getting hotter and hotter, and she was a little dizzy. In the end, she raised the corners of her lips and negotiated with him in a very serious tone.

"I owe it first, and I will get it back later."

As soon as she finished speaking, the person fell down as soon as it got dark.

Ziwei caught the soft and thin body that fell, and felt distressed, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Why... it's all this time, and you still know how to settle accounts."