i have a sword fairy

In the grove where the autumn leaves are all gone but there are two fiery and beating hearts touching each other.

The same is true for the amorous fox girl.

When Su Xiaoxiao was in Duyou City before, the little emotions that Su Xiaoxiao was still arguing about had been completely melted away by the deep sorrow before and the warm embrace at this moment.

In the autumn wind.

The Confucian scholar and the fox girl quietly hugged each other for a long time.

"Zhao Lang!"

She moved emotionally, her hands and feet hugged him tightly like an octopus, and the whole "fox" hung on him, as if she was afraid that Zhao Rong would leave suddenly again in the next second... Hey, why again?

"Little." The man's voice was gentle.

Zhao Rong had no choice but to hold her little butt with both hands to prevent her from falling off, and at the same time lowered his head to bury her wet hair.

"Zhao Lang." The little fox demon buried her head in his arms, arched twice, like a pig.

"Here I am."

"Zhao Lang~" She sniffed, and couldn't help calling out to him again, her voice was soft and hoarse.

"Yeah." Zhao Rong felt distressed when he heard it, and hugged Su Xiaoxiao tightly.

I didn't find it annoying to respond to her at all.

"Zhao Lang...puchi huh huh." The little fox demon, who buried his face in his lover's arms, was suddenly very happy.

"Zhao Lang~Zhao Lang~my Zhao Lang..." Called her and sang happily.

Zhao Rong shook his head.

Why is he still like a child... But, this is his littleness.

Zhao Rong smiled.

"Zhao... Ha Qiu——!"

In the middle of shouting, the little fox demon suddenly sneezed again, and both shoulders shrank.

Zhao Rong hurriedly said: "Why do you have a cold, and you don't know how to take care of yourself... Okay Xiaoxiao, come down quickly, I'll take you down the mountain first."

Su Xiaoxiao sniffed, hung on him reluctantly, and whispered: "I want to hug you, I... I'll hug you for a while..."

Zhao Rong smiled helplessly, then lowered his head to her ear, bit his ear and teased, "Oh, should I wipe some more snot on Zhao Lang's body?"

"No, no..." Su Xiaoxiao's ears were blushing, and she twisted her waist delicately and resolutely.

But at the same time she said no, she raised a small hand, slipped into his arms, and wiped something quietly.

Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing, "All right, my Xiaoxiao is a little fox fairy, where would there be snot, um, even if there is, it's still fragrant, Zhao Lang doesn't dislike it, you can wipe it off any way you want."

"Puchi~ Well, bad Zhao Lang, disgusting!" Su Xiaoxiao's heart seemed to be smeared with honey, sweet.

Zhao Rong smiled, lovingly holding the 'Eight-clawed Little Fox Demon' in his arms and spun around twice in situ.

"Okay, come down first, you have a cold, did you come here in a hurry last night, and then ran all over the mountains and plains, and didn't sleep all night? You have to take a hot bath and change into dry and warm clothes."

"Well, Xiaoxiao is fine, Xiaoxiao will be fine if she hugs Zhao Lang, oh, I don't have a cold... let Xiaoxiao hold her for a while..." She whispered.

Feel the pitifulness and reluctance in her words.

Zhao Rong took a deep breath, then patted her little butt with a smile, "Come down first, I'll carry you down the mountain."

"No!"

Su Xiaoxiao immediately let go of her hands and legs happily, then ran behind him, jumped onto the back of the bent Zhao Rong, and continued to be his 'body dragging oil bottle'.

Zhao Rong smiled helplessly, why even this has to be bargained.

With Su Xiaoxiao on his back, he first went to the front and picked up the tombstone, thought for a while, put it away, and didn't put back the little earth bag where the broken arm was buried.

The ghost knows if it will be trapped again in the future if it is plugged back in again.

Well, even if not, Zhao Rong would feel terrified and unlucky if the unidentified passers-by were to worship twice or give some tributes casually.

So, afterward, Zhao Rong left the grove with his little fox girl on his back and went down the mountain.

on the mountain road.

Su Xiaoxiao rested her chin on his shoulder, smacked her mouth twice cutely, and finally sneezed loudly.

"Ha Qiu—!"

Zhao Rong turned his head, and directly freed one hand to hold her side face, and carefully wiped Qiong's nose that was already running with clear water and snot with his thumb.

The little fox demon shyly and sweetly quickly took out a small champagne and wiped his hands for him.

Zhao Rong directly fetched her champagne, and whenever Su Xiaoxiao sneezed, he patiently wiped her red nose without giving up.

Su Xiaoxiao lay on Zhao Lang's back, tilted her head, her little red cheek pressed against his right shoulder.

Qingmei's lovely fox eyes stared at his side face without blinking.

Zhao Rong bent down slightly, silently carried her on his back, walked steadily on the mountain path, and looked at the road ahead.

Su Xiao was secretly happy when he was young, and sometimes he was quiet. At this time, he tilted his little head and stared at his focused and resolute side face for a while.

Suddenly felt an unspeakable happiness, and said blankly:

"Zhao Lang, I... Am I dreaming? Did you entrust me with a dream? I can't believe it..."

Zhao Rong looked at the front and said softly: "There is nothing I can't believe. It's not good if Zhao Lang returned safely... If you feel like you're dreaming, just pinch yourself to see if it hurts, um, I can do it for you .”

He smiled embarrassingly, "Well, let me pinch where? How about pinching the place where my little fox has the most meat?"

Su Xiaoxiao thought for a while, "Well, it's a good way!"

As the words fell, before Zhao Rong had time to play tricks, the little fox demon happily lowered her head and smacked directly on his shoulder.

The sharp-toothed little fox demon bit the young Confucian scholar, "Mmmmm..."

Zhao Rong: "..."

"No, why are you biting me?" His tone was grim.

"Hmm, let's see if you are the real Zhao Lang." Su Xiaoxiao waved her small fist in front of his eyes, and Zhao Rong leaned back.

She is righteous.

Then the little fox demon lightly bit his shoulder and explained vaguely: "I know all about the smell of my Zhao Lang..."

"...???"

Good guy, check the goods with your mouth?Treat me like a dish?

It's really you, Su Xiaoxiao.

5 Chapter Ninety

A handsome young Confucian scholar, carrying a very beautiful girl with fox eyes on his back, went down the mountain.

The latter was still looking dirty like a soaked chicken, and he was about to rest on the shoulders of the former, waving his small fists as if threatening.

The painting style of the two going down the mountain attracted the strange eyes of countless passers-by along the way.

Passers-by who don't know may think that Zhao Rong is a weak scholar enslaved by a cunning little fox girl.

At this time, the leaving team brought by the Dugu family and the young emperor Dali still stayed on the wasteland under the Jiyue Mountain, and the mountain road of the Jiyue Mountain was not lacking in some stringed musicians from the music workshop.

Many people knew Zhao Rong's identity.

As a result, the eyes attracted by Yiyishan became more and more strange and complicated.

Although Su Xiaoxiao is naive and cowardly, the little fox girl still has the instinct to protect food. Seeing the gazes of those string girls lingering on Zhao Lang's face, the look on her little face is vicious, He opened his fox eyes wide, and all of them stared back secretly.

He almost rode Zhao Lang and waved his small fists to chase away people.

Well, except that the eyes are red and the tip of the nose is red and the sneeze from time to time is a bit detrimental to the momentum of 'Suhu Fairy'...

Zhao Rong didn't make a fuss with her, and carried her down the mountain without taking his eyes off her.

Didn't go to see those stringed women.

The little fox demon was a little worried and cautious at first, after all, her own Zhao Lang had always made her feel at ease.

It's very safe, um, it means walking on the road, she never has to worry that Zhao Lang will be targeted by other passer-by women.

Except for Concubine Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er, who grew up with him, the other girls he met on the road, how could he know that Zhao Lang is good, but she has a lot of knowledge and wealth.

But now, Su Xiaoxiao found that Zhao Lang suddenly grew up very unsafely, and suddenly became a little worried.

But soon, after seeing Zhao Lang who was silently carrying her without looking sideways, the little fox demon became happy.

On the way down the mountain, she held Zhao Lang's broad shoulders with her small hands for a while, rubbed his beautiful sword eyebrows blushing for a while, and couldn't help but playfully tickle him for a while, until she got spanked before she became honest...

Zhao Rong let her have fun alone, just laughed and shook his head, and walked away with peace of mind.

He was going to take her to the tent on the wilderness at the foot of the mountain first, which is the place where Zhao Rong Feng Chan lived before, to settle Xiao Xiao down first, and then deal with the follow-up.

Soon.

Zhao Rong found that the little fox demon on his back suddenly became quiet and his breathing became steady.

Looking back, it turned out that he was asleep.

It may be that I was too tired from running around last night, or it may be that my emotions fluctuate from sadness to joy, and I release too much.

He laughed and shook his head.

The little aunt finally calmed down a bit.

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes and looked at the road ahead. In fact, he still had a lot of things to ask her, but he was not in a hurry.

At this time, Xiao Xiao, who buried her face and slept on Zhao Rong's shoulder, smacked her mouth twice, muttered "Zhao Lang" like a dream, and then suddenly ahh her mouth, as if she was about to sneeze again, but the little fox The demon general was sleepy and dazed. He sneezed with his small mouth several times, but he didn't let out the big sneeze. Zhao Rong was anxious for her, worried that this little fool would have an itchy nose because he couldn't sneeze. I was so uncomfortable that I died, and then I cried...

Fortunately, before Zhao Rong could help, a gust of autumn wind blew in, finally making the little fox demon sneezed loudly.

"Ha Qiu—!"

Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing, and immediately wiped her red Qiong nose with a handkerchief, and rubbed it pamperingly and helplessly, causing the sleeping little fox demon to wrinkle her nose and mutter in protest.

Zhao Rong took out a Confucian shirt and put it on for her.

From the Four Mansions of Taiqing to Dali Jiyue Mountain, Su Xiaoxiao, who had been exhausted for a day and a night, lay on her lover's back and fell into a sweet dream.

Zhao Rong was afraid that the bumpy mountain road would wake her up, so he slowed down a bit.

He felt as if he had made a small enemy in this life.

But what can be done?

Ever since that day in Poguan, she was doomed to be raped by this silly little fox demon...

Zhao Rong suddenly had some indescribable feelings in his heart.

From last night to today, I have always felt that my heart is empty and homeless, and something warm and stable flows in and fills it up.

Some... down-to-earth.

"Whoo~"

Under the setting sun, on a mountain road, a Confucian scholar came down the mountain with a little fox demon on his back, lowered his eyes and exhaled.

At this moment, he was silently feeling the 'heavy' weight on his back.

Started to enjoy it a little bit.

Squinting to look at the dim sunset and sunset in the sky, I feel a little brighter.

In fact, Xiaoxiao is not heavy, but it just gives Zhao Rong a sense of being down-to-earth, carrying it on his back.

Because he knew that he was responsible for this hundred catties of white and fat little fox demon.

With responsibility, you no longer feel that life is frivolous.

The same is true for Qingjun Qian'er to him.

They were like an anchor, faintly holding him who was floating on the water like a boat and drifting with the current.

It seems to be saying... Don't run around.

"If you can keep carrying Xiao Xiao on your back like this, all the way to the old...it seems pretty good." Zhao Rong thought silently.

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