Kuai Chuan: After I escaped from a terminal illness

Ji Yuan didn't wear a coat, and it was inconvenient to walk on the road, so he went to the market to make clothes.

The tailor roughly estimated the size and started to work. Ji Yuan took out a little piece of silver and handed it to him, then stood aside and waited.

Someone saw the little fox in Ji Yuan's hand and looked closely at it.

After a while, many people gathered in front of the store, and they were full of praise: "Where can such a beautiful fox be hunted?"

"Look at the fox kiss, the fur! It's the best stuff."

"Young master, is this fox for sale? My master wants to make a fox fur cloak before winter."

Ji Yuan didn't want to talk to them more, but unexpectedly someone came in and reached out to touch the fox in his hand.

The fox demon suffered a lot of injuries, and was tossed by him for another night, thinking that he didn't wake up so soon.

What's more, with Ji Yuan at the side, this fox demon has great abilities, and he can't hurt these people under his nose.

But Ji Yuan still showed displeasure, and retracted his arm to avoid the man's hand: "I won't sell it."

Ji Yuan's movements were slightly larger, Yu Tang was grabbed by the back of the neck, his body swayed, and even in a coma, he kicked his hind legs uncomfortably.

"Alive!"

"Mother, its legs are moving, what a cute little fox."

"My lord, please make an offer, I want to give it to my little sister as a gift!"

A childish voice sounded outside: "Hey, stop! I want this fox!"

The servant is not young, but he dare not stop this luxuriously dressed young master.

The young master sneaked in nimbly, hugging the fox with both hands, trying to snatch the little beast from Ji Yuan's hands and go back to raise it.

Ji Yuan didn't let go, and was glared at by the little guy.

The young master was arrogant, and said to Ji Yuan: "Hey, sell it to me, and I will ask my father to give you money, or you can be an official if you want."

The servant wanted to silence the young master, but he didn't dare to offend him, so he was at a loss for what to do.

Ji Yuan frowned when provoked, got up and wanted to leave here.

But the young master opened his arms and stopped him: "Bold! Do you know who my father is? My father is the prefect of Yecheng..."

The servant rushed over and gagged the child's mouth: "Ancestor, come back with us."

"Go away! I want this fox! Give it to me."

Ji Yuan was afraid of hurting the child, so he didn't make a move, but said coldly, "Let go."

The child trembled, obviously frightened by Ji Yuan, and muttered: "If you don't give it, you won't give it, what a shame."

Ji Yuan took his clothes and prepared to leave here with the little fox demon.

Unexpectedly, when he came to the door, the young master felt embarrassed again, ran over and pulled the fox's tail severely.

"Hey..."

A cry that was so weak that it was almost undetectable came from Yu Tang's chest.

The little fox's tail had already been injured quite a bit, but when he pulled it recklessly, his lower limbs began to twitch with pain.

Ji Yuan's brows furrowed even deeper.

The young master didn't dare to attack the tall Ji Yuan, so he set his sights on the fox and beat it after pulling its tail: "It's just a beast!"

I don't know whether he is scolding the fox or Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan turned his wrist and took out a piece of talisman paper, and quickly pointed at the back of the boy's hand.

No one saw what happened, but the next moment, the arrogant boy's joints froze, his hands raised in mid-air and he couldn't move.

The boy found that he couldn't move his arms, so he fell to the ground in fright, and cried out loudly, and the servants came over to comfort him.

Ji Yuan pushed the people away gently with his hand, and left the noisy crowd.