Nine-Tailed Fox

"Young Master Yun?" Xuanyuan Jin moved his lips and sneered, "He is just a demon."

A few days later, after learning that Qing, who was missing, went to the Heigui Forest alone to find the ghost tree to get the soul-returning fruit, Yun Xiaohuo immediately rushed there with Chen, Mei, and Fan.

Arriving at the Black Ghost Forest, he bumped into Ling Xuanye, a thousand-year-old pipa master, who was fighting with Daoist Tianfeng in a dark and dark battle.

When Tianfeng saw Yun Xiaohuo appearing, he stopped suddenly, looked at him in surprise and said, "Why do you dare to go down the mountain?"

"Why can't I go down the mountain?" Yun Xiaohuo was taken aback.

"The emperor decreed that the head of the sect should go out and accept you."

Yun Xiaohuo's heart shrank suddenly, but his face remained calm as usual, he just looked at Tianfeng and asked in puzzlement, "Why did you tell me this?"

"Leader, if you encounter a demon king, first, you must not do it alone, and second, you must first tell the truth."

"What kind of plan is old Tianxuan planning!" Yun Xiaohuo couldn't figure out the mystery, and became even more puzzled.

"Pindao has said everything that needs to be said. I believe that the demon king is here, and he will definitely not be able to accept this pipa master. I will go first."

Tianfeng was so free and easy, seeing that he was outnumbered, he disappeared as soon as he turned around.

Yun Xiaohuo pondered over Tianfeng's words, and thought that the man had invited the head of Tongtian Mountain to take him in, so he was in a daze for a moment and couldn't regain his senses.

Because he was worried about Qing's safety, Yun Xiaohuo didn't dare to delay in the black ghost forest, and quickly headed towards Beijing with Fan and Mei. Halfway through, he cast a spell and set up an enchantment to trap the two of them in the mountain. Returning to its original shape, it kept hitting the fiery red light wall, but it could only be thrown a few feet in vain.

"King!" Seeing Yun Xiaohuo turning around to leave, Mei stomped her feet anxiously.

Hearing Meiqi's shrill cry and Fan's tiger roar, Yun Xiaohuo paused, and said with his back behind their backs: "The head of Tongtian Mountain and the national teacher join forces, no matter whether you can escape or not, it will be my catastrophe. It doesn't matter, if I don't come back, Yuyin Mountain will be taken over by Fan, Mei, you must help me with all my heart, and don't make trouble anymore."

"Then what about Jing'er! Doesn't the king just ignore him?"

As soon as Mei's words came out, Yun Xiaohuo's back was slightly startled.

A gust of wind whipped up the hair, and after a whistling sound, the wind stopped and became quiet, and the stagnant figure straightened its spine again in an instant, forming a stubborn straight line.

"Jing'er is taken care of by Aunt Zhang."

"My lord, are you really willing to part with it?" Mei Ban knelt in the barrier, leaning her hands against the light wall in front of her, looking at Yun Xiaohuo who was walking away a little bit through the slowly flowing red light, "Jing'er is only five years old ah!"

"Yun Jing is supposed to be a mortal without father and mother, how could my demon king be reluctant to part with a mortal?"

"King!" Mei watched Yun Xiaohuo's figure disappear on the other side of the hill, but no matter how he called, the person who insisted on going to the palace alone never looked back.

"Who is Jing'er?" Fan turned back into a human body, staring at Mei's body with a pair of cruel eyes.

Mei shrank her neck, slumped to the ground and said, "It's a mortal fetus born in October of Wang's pregnancy."

Outside the vermilion city wall, a figure that was much redder than it floated down.

I saw Yun Xiaohuo's toes touched the ground, and the feet that had been on the ground were half suspended in the air again, and the whole body exuded a slightly hot breath, and the flowing flame color tightly surrounded the limbs and body.

While closing his eyes and concentrating, his sense of hearing progressed to the palace layer by layer with the wind.

"There's something wrong with the atmosphere in the palace today!"

"I heard that the emperor wants to catch monsters."

"Monsters? Cannibals?"

"What are you afraid of, there is a national teacher here!"

The guards in front of the Meridian Gate whispered and talked to each other, Yun Xiaohuo frowned slightly, and his hearing extended again. He didn't know where he went, but he heard the voices of two little maids: "I heard that the emperor intends to make His Royal Highness the crown prince. Concubine Shu must be very happy!"

"That's right, and let me tell you secretly, the emperor is planning to make our empress the queen!"

"How is it possible? Didn't you say that the emperor does not have a queen?"

"It's not that I don't want to be established, but the emperor has always insisted that there is a candidate for the queen, and he can only wait for the future queen to enter the palace. But after waiting for many years, I have never seen the legendary queen enter the palace. But recently, I don't know what happened to the emperor. , suddenly came to the Changchun Palace and asked our empress if she wanted to be a queen."

Hearing this, Yun Xiaohuo opened his eyes suddenly, his blood-colored eyes shone brightly like crystal rubies, and did not regain his calm until the light faded a little bit.

He stretched out his hand to touch the corner of his eyes, picked up a teardrop with the tip of his little finger, and popped it into the air with a bang, the red blood tear was like a smashed pearl, and immediately dispersed like powder.

Close your eyes again and concentrate, this time you can hear farther and wider, it seems that you have entered a room in the deep palace, a child's clear and tender voice appeared, "Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent, my fair lady , A gentleman is so good."

"How old is the emperor, can he read the Book of Songs?" Xuanyuan Jin's laughter was magnified layer by layer, reaching Yun Xiaohuo's ears.

"It was the concubine mother who taught the son to recite it."

"Does the emperor know the meaning of this poem?"

"I don't know, but the mother and concubine said that they will know when the son grows up, do you know, father?"

"Is the emperor going to test his father?"

Before Xuanyuan Jin finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of footsteps rushing in from outside the door. He raised his head and saw Little Quezi leading a Taoist priest across the threshold and into the house.

"Your Majesty, the national teacher and the head of the sect asked the poor Taoist to ask the emperor a word." The Taoist priest who came in was one of the four elders of Tongtian Mountain, Daoist Tianyin.

"Say."

"This nine-tailed fox demon has practiced Taoism for 500 years, and it is not easy to capture it alive. Does the emperor insist on 'seeing people in life, and seeing corpses in death? , the last thing the emperor will see will be the body of a nine-tailed fox, if not, the headmaster can try to put it into the magic weapon and bring it back to the Hundred Demon Tower to suppress it, at least it can spare its life."

"I will never take back what I said. If the national teacher and Daoist Tianxuan can't capture that evildoer alive, then peel off his fox skin and send it to me!"

"Yes. If that's the case, please go with the poor emperor to a safe place to take refuge first."

"En?" Xuanyuan Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, and his lazy eyes suddenly flashed, and he said excitedly, "He's here?"

"Exactly, the national teacher and the head of the sect have already set up an array in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony."

"Okay! I'm going to see it with my own eyes!"

"Your Majesty!" Little Quezi was startled when he heard this, and hurriedly stopped him: "How could Your Majesty go to such a dangerous place with a body of ten thousand gold? It's better to go with Taoist Priest Tian Yin to avoid it."

"Speak up!" Xuanyuan Jin sternly said, "Who is the master?"

"Damn the servant!" Little Quezi hurriedly knelt down.

"Daozhang, I believe that you will definitely protect me, won't you?"

Daoist Tianyin hesitated for a moment, but still nodded and replied: "That's okay, but the emperor wants to promise that the poor Taoist can only watch from afar from the inner corridor of the hall, and must never leave our Fourth Elder for half a step."

"I promise you will!" Xuanyuan Jin picked up the eldest prince beside him, pinched his nose and asked, "Would you like to go to catch monsters with the emperor?"

"want!"

"You are not afraid?"

"Father is not afraid, and son is not afraid either!"

"As expected of my child!" Xuanyuan Jin nodded approvingly, and walked towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony with the eldest prince in his arms.

Yun Xiaohuo listened to their conversation verbatim, her heart fluctuated several times, but she was finally suppressed by force.

Although he knew that the national teacher and Tianxuan had already set up an formation waiting for him in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he had to go. After all, Qing was still in their hands. Jin Ben came here for him, if he didn't show up, it's hard to guarantee that Yuyin Mountain won't be in trouble in the future.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the sun that was gradually setting in the west, and then his feet landed lightly, and he sat down against the city wall.

In the open palm of the backhand, a group of golden flames slowly formed, and in the center of the flames, a cluster of dancing white lights expanded in circles until the picture inside was clearly displayed in front of the eyes.

In the light of the fire, a five-year-old boy was lying on the edge of the desk, squatting on the chair with a small body, holding a brush in his hand and writing something seriously.I saw him writing, then stopped again, the chubby body moved forward a little, rubbed his face with his left hand without the pen, and immediately left five ink-colored fingerprints on the white and tender face.

"Nurse, nurse, come and see." The child shouted excitedly when he saw someone pushing the door open.

"What's wrong?"

"Nurse, look, Jing'er can write her own name." The child proudly pinched the two corners of the paper and pulled it apart.

On the rough light yellow paper, there are two crooked words [yunjing].

"Young master is so smart!" Aunt Zhang, who is called a nanny, can't read, but she didn't want to spoil the child's interest, so she boasted repeatedly: "It's really well written!"

"Next time Daddy comes, I will show it to him." Yun Jing cheerfully put down the paper in his hand, "I also want to write Daddy's name, Daddy will be very happy when he sees it, and he will get more when he is happy Look at Jinger."

At this moment, Yun Xiaohuo suddenly put away the fireball in his palm, lowered his arms decadently, and seemed to be able to see Yun Jing's pale face with his eyes staring at the ground, which was exactly like Xuanyuan Jin's. The facial features carved out in it.

These years, as he grows up year by year, Yun Jing's facial features are more and more like Xuanyuan Jin. Every time he sees him, there are always thousands of ants crawling in Yun Xiaohuo's heart, and he can't wait to use his sharp claws to touch him. Dig out a piece of my heart.

So he gradually reduced the number of times he went to see Yun Jing, but now, knowing that he might never see this child again, he was extremely reluctant.

If I had known today, I should have visited him more, or kept him by my side, how good would it be?

Yun Xiaohuo will regret it now