I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

Just now when Long Chiyu walked over there, the people around him immediately moved their buttocks away and sat a little further away.

Long Chiyu talked with Feng Ling with his heart.But now Hu Yibai suddenly let go of his throat to speak, the voice was so loud that everyone around stopped their chopsticks and looked towards the window.

Seeing Hu Yibai's sudden appearance, Long Chiyu looked around belatedly, only to find that there was a food box at the back, the food in it was well eaten, and he probably had been sitting here for a long time .

When did the dead fox come around behind them?

Long Chiyu frowned, quite displeased: "You foxes like to eavesdrop on others so much, and I gave Feng Ling the lunch, what right do you have to throw it away? Over and over again Hu Yibai, your hand is too long."

Seeing his posture of asking questions, Hu Yibai's affectionate peach blossom eyes suddenly bent into a look of grievance: "Brother Long, why are you talking like this? I saw that you were kind enough to bring him lunch, but he didn't like it." Appreciate it, kindly treat it like a donkey's liver and lungs, I am complaining for you, but Brother Long blames me instead."

Speaking of this, Hu Yibai glared at him angrily, stepped forward and stepped on Long Chiyu's foot, and crushed him hard: "Hmph, you know how to bully me!"

The flirtatious beauty's coquettish appearance immediately attracted the attention of many disciples, and they couldn't help feeling sour. Long Chiyu was blessed to be favored by such a top-notch beauty.

But only Long Chiyu, who was being stepped on at the moment, knew that this dead fox was not being coquettish, he definitely stepped on him with all his strength!

Hu Yibai raised his foot, and there was a clearly visible footprint on the original white and dust-free boots. Against the backdrop of Long Chiyu's gorgeous and elegant cloud brocade robe, he looked extraordinarily embarrassed and funny.

Before Long Chiyu could get angry with a dark face, Hu Yibai preemptively punched him on the chest: "Next time I will ignore you like this."

After finishing speaking, he pretended to be shy and strolled downstairs.

Long Chiyu, who was punched by the hammer, almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He clutched his aching chest, his veins almost bursting: "Hu Yibai!"

Some disciples watching the excitement around saw that Long Chiyu looked impatient and wanted to catch up and fight back, so they couldn't help persuading him, "Senior Brother Long, I think Brother Bai is just playing around with you, and he's only at the elementary level of Qi training." , a punch doesn’t hurt much, so forget it.”

The implication is that in a large crowd, it is too much for a direct disciple to chase after a junior junior in qi training.

Just kidding?A punch doesn't hurt much?

Long Chiyu glared at the disciple who was standing and talking without back pain, the anger in his eyes was almost gushing out.

Why don't you ask him to punch you and try!

But he couldn't tear off his clothes in full view and show his bruises to everyone, as if he was weaker than Hu Yibai.

In the end, he waved his hand and led the crowd away angrily.

He didn't care about Feng Ling's matter, didn't the master value that Hu Yibai, anyway, he was the one who messed up the situation, and it wasn't that he was disadvantaged.

While being ridiculed by Feng Ling as a minion, and at the same time, the master valued Hu Yibai more than him, the two sides superimposed, and Long Chiyu couldn't help feeling a sense of grievance and unwillingness that he had never felt before.

He works hard like walking on thin ice, but in the end no one thinks of him well, and he is not a human being.

This good man is whoever he likes to be, and he doesn't do it anymore!

After Hu Yibai and Long Chiyu left, Feng Ling also got up and left. Since Long Chiyu failed, it is estimated that Qiu Yeyang will send other people as soon as he gets the news.

And the strength is definitely not weaker than this wave of people.

He must get out of here as soon as possible.

Hu Yibai walked to the corner of the backyard, opened his left hand, and in the palm of his hand was a small dark green pattern of a hexagram looming.

He squeezed a water trick to clean the pattern.Looking at the charms in the storage bag, there are a total of 290 nine.

Qingqiu invented all kinds of things, even this kind of one-time incremental charm, which is similar to tattoo stickers. When you stick it on the skin and press it lightly, the charm will automatically attach to it.

Just now he was worried that once he started to fight, the original owner's small body might not be enough for Long Chiyu to punch him, so he tried to use one, but he didn't expect the effect to be really extraordinary.

It stands to reason that he is only a beginner in qi training, and if he fights against someone like Long Chiyu who has established a foundation, if the opponent makes a real move, before he reaches out, the bones of his hand will be twisted by the spiritual pressure difference between the two broken.

But at the moment when the fist was thrown out just now, it counteracted the spiritual pressure around Long Chiyu's body, and he didn't feel any blockage at all, it was even as simple as splitting tofu with bare hands.

It means that this increment symbol helped him cross a level at least.Although the statute of limitations can only last for a moment, in the world of comprehension where life and death are fleeting, critical moments can be regarded as a life-saving trump card.

Hu Yibai took out a few of them and put them in his sleeves, and when he left the sect in the afternoon, there were a lot of fish and dragons outside, in case the storage bag was lost, he would be safe.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind him, he quickly put the increment symbol into his sleeve, and found a corner to hide.

……

In order to avoid Qiu Yeyang's eyeliner as much as possible, Feng Ling deliberately left from the path behind the dining hall.

He carefully paid attention to the movements behind and around him all the way, with his hands on the hilt of his sword, ready to draw his sword out of its sheath at all times.

Along the way, a shadow suddenly appeared from the side of the wall, like a slender branch, and the shadow swaying with the breeze cast its shadow on the feet.

There is also a fist-sized object tied to it.

With a clang, the sharp sword was half out of its sheath, Feng Ling walked around vigilantly, and saw a bamboo branch stuck in the crack of the wall at the corner, with a goldfish-shaped sugar cake hanging on it.

Feng Ling looked at Tang Cake, her piercing eyes suddenly softened, she stepped forward to untie the rope tied to the bamboo branch, and looked ahead thoughtfully: "Senior brother?"

At this time, the eyes were suddenly covered by a pair of hands behind him, the plain gauze on the bamboo hat passed by, and an indistinct scent of wormwood lingered all over his body.

A gentle and clear voice wafted into his left ear: "You are too mean, little brother Jinyu. After being out of the confinement room for so long, I didn't come to talk to my brother. I'm so anxious that I can't see Xuanyuye Xiang, hey, it's the senior brother who is being sentimental, isn't it?"

Hearing her senior brother's voice, Feng Ling subconsciously wanted to open the hand that blocked her eyes, but when her fingertips touched the moist and delicate skin, she flinched back like an electric shock.

Slowly lower your fingers.

Feng Ling: "I'm sorry, brother."

Feeling the flapping of the eyelashes under his palm, Hu Yibai chuckled lightly, let go of his hand, and couldn't help pinching the tip of his ear.

"I've already talked about this, so I'll make up an excuse to put it off. You're fine, I'm sorry, and you don't even want to put it off, so you don't want to see me?"

Hearing what he said, Feng Ling hurriedly explained inexperiencedly: "No, that's not what I meant..."

Later, probably because he felt that his explanation was weak, he said again: "I'm sorry, brother."

Hu Yibai found out that this kid was really not very good at communicating with others, and every time the two of them disagreed, he would either remain silent or apologize.

I seldom argue with him for my views.

However, this does not mean that he has no ideas of his own, but that he is used to silently insisting on what he has seen in his heart, and he is not used to exporting his views to others, and he is not good at persuading others.

After all, long-term experience told him that no one around these people would listen to him at all.

So over time, he also took silence as a habit.

Hu Yibai patted him on the shoulder and asked him to sit with him for a while, and he also took out a candy cake from the storage bag and ate it.

Suddenly remembered something and asked: "Today is the departure day of the mission month, are you leaving in the afternoon?"

Feng Ling took a bite of the sugar cake and gave a vague hum.

Hu Yibai then asked: "Where did the younger brother choose to go?"

"..." This time, Feng Ling stopped chewing, her cheeks bulged, and after chewing slowly a few times, she replied, "Xuejing Town."

Hu Yibai couldn't help sighing secretly, this kid is really sincere.Looking at the moment he hesitated just now, it was obvious that he didn't want to say it, but in the end he told him the truth.

Hu Yibai finally asked the question he wanted to know the most: "The Xuejing Town is an extremely cold place, and the environment is extremely harsh. And I heard that there are places of bliss in the world such as Fusang City and Huajin City on the task list this time." , Why did Junior Brother choose Xuejing Town?"

Holding the sugar cake, Feng Ling looked at the bean paste inside and was silent for a moment.

I don't want to write four words on my face.

But Hu Yibai didn't take the initiative to help him out this time, he just waited for him to refuse personally, these years have been boring for too long, it's time to find an opportunity for him to learn how to communicate with others again.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ling still told him: "I want to go and see."

Concise and concise.

"..." He couldn't refute this reason.

Hu Yibai smiled helplessly, propped his chin, put the last bite of sugar cake into his mouth, and patted the oil residue on his hands: "Then go and have a look, but it's a long way to go, so you must be careful in everything. If you encounter danger, Retreat if you can, don't be brave, remember that life is more important than anything else."

Feng Ling hummed and nodded.

Be good, so that Hu Yibai didn't know whether he really listened to it, or just made a formal compromise.

In fact, as a senior brother, it is a bit negative to tell his junior brother to retreat in spite of difficulties, but this time he made a fortune for himself and Feng Ling, both of them are—— big culprit

I don't know what murderous intentions are hidden in Xuejing Town waiting for them.

But judging from the current situation, he has to go. The so-called seeking wealth and danger, where the supreme mind is hidden, if the world is peaceful and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, he will feel that there is a problem.