Stunning monster, soft and cute

"I don't need you to repay my kindness, so let's go."

Ling Gu raised his crystal-clear eyes, looked at him, and didn't speak.

This look made Ye Youming inexplicably upset.

He pulled off his cloak, ignored Linggu, and walked forward quickly.

However, a group of Xiaobai behind him still quietly followed him.

The sky was cloudy, and after a while, rain fell from the sky.

Ye Youming went to a gazebo to shelter from the rain.

Linggu is curled up in the grass, with strands of hair sprayed, like a hedgehog, which is really funny and pitiful.

Ye Youming didn't cast his eyes on Linggu at all. Not long after, he propped up a barrier for himself, touched the ground with his toes, leaped into the sky, and flew away against the wind.

There is a mass of soft white below, chasing in his direction with all its strength, wanting to follow him.

However, it is conceivable that in just a few breaths, the group of small white spots disappeared from the field of vision.

Ye Youming fell.

At the same time, two figures rushed to him, knelt down, and respectfully said: "Master, the subordinates have already investigated clearly. This time, the fairy world sent many disciples out to find a little spirit fox."

Hearing this, Ye Youming frowned lightly, "Why did you do this?"

Mo Dong and Mo Nan looked at each other, and after a moment of hesitation, Mo Nan replied: "It was Chu Lianhua who did it."

The air around Ye Youming instantly cooled down, and a layer of black mist filled his body.

Seeing this, both Mo Dong and Mo Nan could not help but shudder.

Mo Nan spoke more and more cautiously, "Since Zhuyan Shangxian... fell, the spirit fox clan of my family has declined, and no one has cultivated into immortals for 300 years. Chu Lianhua was afraid that the spirit fox clan would disappear, so he planned to sacrifice to the sun in Zhuyan Shangxian. On that day, I took a spirit fox as my apprentice to help the spirit fox become a fairy as soon as possible."

A sneer escaped from Ye Youming's thin lips, "He is very loyal, Zhu Yan has been dead for 300 years, and he still misses it in his heart."

Mo Dong and Mo Nan looked at each other, and said in their hearts: Why not, my lord!

Ye Youming closed his cloak, and continued: "There are not too many foxes in Linghu Valley, why just go around looking for that one?"

Mo Dongdao: "According to the investigation of my subordinates, that little spirit fox is the fox with the most celestial karma, and his mind has been opened up early. This time, he disappeared because he didn't want to be like a fox that has not opened up his mind. Doing mating without emotion, so I avoided the Linghu Valley, so I disappeared."

Ye Youming narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "That fox is called Linggu!"

Mo Dong was taken aback for a moment, he and Mo Nan were both surprised why Ye Youming was so clear, and immediately they both nodded in unison, "Exactly."

"Chu Lianhua wants to take him as an apprentice!" Ye Youming's thin lips curled into an ambiguous smile, "Since Zhu Yan died, it seems that I haven't dealt with the fairy world for a long time!"

After saying that, he floated up and flew away.

Mo Nan and Mo Dong looked up at the direction Ye Youming left, and Mo Dong said, "Master, are you provoking Chu Lianhua, or did you kill that little fox?"

Mo Nan gave Mo Dong a disgusted look, "Is there any difference?"

"Why is there no difference?" Mo Dong said unconvinced: "The Lord went up to trouble Chu Lianhua, it's just a matter between him and Chu Lianhua, that little fox is not in danger..."

"Can you put your brain to use?" Mo Nan interrupted him helplessly, "The Lord happened to provoke Chu Lianhua at this time, how could that little fox be safe from danger?"

Mo Nan was afraid that Mo Dong, a little-brained fellow, would not be able to understand, so he explained in detail, "Chu Lianhua never accepts apprentices, but for the sake of beauty, he broke the rules he set. The fox named Linggu is his disciple, and Linggu opened his mind when he was young, which is a rare occurrence in a hundred years, but he was killed by the master, how would he feel! How provocative the master must be."