How the fox spirit is made

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"...I really, really don't want you to leave, how can I rest assured..."

On the 39th seat of Qingshan, the snake slept in the dongxue as usual, but upon closer inspection it turned out to be a false sleep, his slightly squinted eyes suddenly opened, he slowly climbed out, and transformed into a human form under the tree.

The snake's long hair was mixed with gray and white. It looked like a young man, but his skin was already covered with age spots and wrinkles. He leaned against the tree and groped his fingers to count, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Tsk tsk tsk, that little fox wants to When she came back, she actually let him go? Let him go again?"

"Is this life so naive? I still don't understand what you two are thinking..."

"Oh, the last life was really, really true, the listener was sad and the one who heard it cried, and I was the only one left..."

There was a wind blowing, mixed with the scent of grass in the air, and drifted into the tip of his nose. He rubbed his nose and sighed: "...I don't know, what if they think about it..."

Xie Yifei hadn't had a dream for a long time. Since Qi Qing came, the woman in the dream hadn't shown up again. She thought it was over, but she didn't expect it to be just the tip of the iceberg.

She was dreaming again.

She saw eyes full of red, and cries were everywhere, but there was a voice screaming, breaking through all the chaos, with blood and tears in it, like a sharp blade that wanted to split the world.

"Send snow----"

"what----"

Crying pierced the clouds and reached the ears, and sadness spread in the air.

Then she heard something burst open.

She woke up.

Xie Yifei wiped away the tears that he didn't know where they came from, and stared at Qi Qing's drool-drooling state in a dazed way, and after a long while, he put her in his arms again.

Yan Gongyun put the bullying wind back into the scabbard, feeling a little annoyed, and complained: "How is it possible, how can I lose to a disciple of a small sect? It must be the nine-star thorn. I'm helping her, I want to make an appointment with her again, Master, I ran three times and she always excused herself because she was sick, this time you go for me."

"Huh? Cough cough!" The old man Xi Dai removed the teacup with foresight and shook his beard, "You really said it, the real No.1 is not doing well here. Besides, I can only count you Let your guard down."

"That's her taking advantage of others! Tsk, Ting Fengxian was not a good thing back then, and now Xie Yifei who is holding a nine-star thorn is not considered a gentleman..." Yan Gongyun raised his sleeves disdainfully, and collapsed on the grand teacher's chair Maybe it was because he disliked the chair being too hard, so he let out a long and comfortable sigh of relief when he floated the pillow over and put it on the back of the chair, "I want to compete with her in an upright manner, Pengshan's swordsmanship is even praised by the gods in the sky Well, where did the Chongyang School come from..."

The old man Xi Dai was startled by this big talk: "...disciple, the gods never said that!"

"...Never mind him, in my heart, the Pengshan faction is number one everywhere."

Facing Yan Gongyun who was deeply trapped in the myth of invincibility, the old man Xi Dai looked at his face and shook his head silently.

Disciple, I think you just lack the beatings in the realm of comprehension.

"I'm leaving, don't miss me too much." Qi Qing put her luggage on her shoulders and looked back, "...No, where is she?"

"Who?" Ji Mingze helped her stuff the dry food, and realized belatedly, "Oh, you said big sister, she went to Fushitang early in the morning, today Yan Gongyun wants to find her to compete again , it will be at noon, and you can see that the brothers are all going to cheer."

"But, she hasn't healed yet..."

"It's not like you don't know that Yan Gongyun has been chasing after her these days, even senior Xi Dai has come forward, it's impossible for the elder sister not to go."

"That's right, what can I do..."

But it is impossible for me not to return to Ruyang...

Qi Qing lowered her head and thought for a while, then suddenly poured the pig's blood prepared by Xiao Er's table on Ji Mingze's body, kicked up the bench and hit his arm.

Poor Ji Mingze was devoting himself to packing dry food for his younger junior sister, when this sudden blow made him scream, his body smelled bloody.

"...Qi Qing, what are you doing!"

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry to Fushitang, or the competition will start later!"

"Oh no, what should I say?"

"Ji Mingze, you read so many story books on weekdays, can't you make up a ready-made one?" Qi Qing hurriedly pushed Ji Mingze towards the door of the inn, "Success or failure depends on one move!"

Looking at the back of Ji Mingze running away, Qi Qing contentedly brushed her temple hair behind her ears, and walked in the opposite direction.

Ji Mingze, who was running, touched his head: "...Qi Qing, it seems a little bit different?"

In the hall of Fushi Hall, the two stood on one side, slowly drawing out their swords.

"I thought you'd shirk."

"Thanks to Mr. Yan's good medicine, even a mortal will fly up after three days." Xie Yifei expressionlessly endured the ant-like pain coming from his chest, holding the nine-star thorn, with the infusion of spiritual power, It gradually elongated, transforming into the appearance of a long sword.

She clenched her fingers quietly, and every time she pulled a trace of spiritual energy, her meridians were being torn unbearably, and the pain spread from her chest to every muscle.

"Then let's do it."

Yan Gongyun ran forward first, swiping the blade upwards from the bottom, creating a gust of wind: "This time, you must lose..."

"etc----"

A man covered in bright red bumped out from the gate of Fushi Hall, and rushed straight to Yan Gongyun in the center of the hall.

"Something's wrong--"

Yan Gongyun hurriedly withdrew his sword, but it was too late, he watched helplessly as the man bumped into his arm——

The two fell together, and Yan Gongyun clearly heard a crisp "click" sound from his arm.

"What happened, Ji Mingze?" Xie Yifei pulled Ji Mingze up and asked with a frown.

Ji Mingze immediately looked into tears: "... Senior Sister, it's not good... Junior Junior Sister, Junior Junior Sister was taken away by bandits, and even injured Junior Junior Sister and me. Look at this blood, and mine. arm……"

Yan Gongyun rubbed his arms and got up from the ground, with a perfect smile as usual: "You can't beat the bandits?"

Ji Mingze rolled his eyes inwardly at this humanoid bullshit, and started to snot and cry instead.

"...I'm only good at refining Qi. I didn't expect that group of mountain thieves could also use spells. I, how can I beat you, Senior Sister, hurry up and save Junior Sister..."

As soon as Xie Yifei smelled the bloody smell on his clothes, he knew all about it, and apologized to Yan Gongyun: "Mr. Yan, I'm sorry, there is an urgent matter in the sect, so I had to postpone the competition."

"It doesn't matter, do you need support from Pengshan?"

"Thanks, no need."

Yan Gongyun sent them out of the gate of Fushitang with a smile on his face, and turned his head dissatisfied: "Why, why did something happen at this time..."

"Oh, I can only compete next time..."

The old man Xi Dai on the first seat smiled and said, "Disciple, it means you need to practice more."

Ji Mingze walked out a street behind Xie Yifei, only to hear the other party say in a low voice: "Did she do it?"

"Ah, who is it?" Ji Mingze nodded, "...Elder Sister, how do you know?"

"You can't figure it out."

"...That's right, I'm stupid."

"Is she still at the inn?"

"Leave early."

"……Ok."