I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

When Hu Yibai woke up, he found that he was already lying in a cave where the sun was not visible, and there was a letter left by Yun Kuo beside him.

Reading the above content, Hu Yibai couldn't help laughing.

How worried his master was that he would run away again, he threw him into the cave before he woke up, and set up an enchantment to force him to retreat.

Forget it, let's deal with this demon first.

He put down the letter paper, got up and was about to meditate, when his body stretched, he couldn't help feeling a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down at the white cloth that was seeping a lot of blood again, and slowed down his movements as much as possible.

Thinking of the scene of madness piercing through his heart that day, Hu Yibai couldn't help but dim his eyes.

It was ridiculous in retrospect, and he still firmly believed that Feng Ling would not stab him, and he was going to use retreat as an advance to play a bitter trick.

I didn't expect such a big mess to happen because of his self-indulgence.

She always takes it for granted that Feng Ling liked him before, and she will always like him. Everyone understands the principle of seeking a sword without hesitation, but it is inevitable to be confused when putting yourself in the situation.

What's more, he deceived people again and again.Feng Ling's mind was already sensitive, but he was too paranoid.

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At noon, Feng Ling learned from Si Wuya that Hu Yibai had woken up, and hurriedly prepared a lot of things to see him.

For this reason, Feng Yuejun, who has always been well-behaved, skipped the important swordsmanship class in the afternoon.

Originally, he only planned to bring some wound medicine, but after thinking about it, he packed a lot of food and medicine, and he didn't know if Hu Yibai would be able to use it.

He carried a large pile of heavy things to the back mountain, and saw that Qingqiu's disciples were all guarding there. Hu Jun, who was standing at the entrance of the barrier, immediately became extremely vigilant when he saw Feng Ling.

"What are you doing here!"

Before he got close, Feng Ling was stopped by several Qingqiu disciples, and he could only stop not far from the cave.

Feng Ling hugged the box in her arms: "I'll bring him something."

Hu Jun glanced at his overstuffed box, and couldn't help but sneer: "You rags, even the leftovers we Qingqiu throw away are better than yours, hurry up and get lost! Who else are you trying to get in the way here?" Eyes, our young master has given orders, and I don't want to see you!"

In fact, the young master didn't say that, but instead told him that if Feng Ling came, tell him that he was fine, and let him go back to rest with peace of mind.

But he doesn't!

He has served the young master since he was a child, and he has never seen the young master treat anyone so kindly. He wants to send the best incense to Feng Ling, fearing that he will not want it, and it will have to go through the hands of others, beating around the bush. send it to him.

But he, with a dead face every day, has never given the young master a good look!

Their young master is the future Emperor Qingqiu, the future king of the fox clan, even a lowly son who can't stand on the stage dares to avenge his kindness and ride on their young master's head to do his best.

It is estimated that the young master just sees how good-looking he is, and wants to try something new, or else he is used to taking Joe like this?

I really thought that I was such a rare beauty, like him, their Qingqiu had more or less... er, although not as good as him, but not too bad!

Feng Ling frowned slightly, he didn't want to have an argument with them outside the cave, it's not that he couldn't beat them, it's just that it wouldn't be good if it affected Hu Yibai inside.

He took a step back and put the things on the ground: "The teacher said that there is a portal in the southwest of the enchantment. People can't get in and out, but things can. Please help me give these to him."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "Needless to say that I sent it."

Hu Jun pinched his waist and watched him gently put the box on the ground, with an even more sarcastic smile on his face. He flicked the dirt under his fingernails carelessly, and said lightly, "Okay, put it down and get out."

Originally, he thought that if Feng Ling came hard, no matter whether he was a disciple of Xuanming Palace or not, he would have to suffer a lot.

Even if they can't defeat them, Qingqiu's hidden weapons and magical weapons are countless.

Unexpectedly, he was sensible, and Ma Liuer rolled away.

Then it's not good for him to make a big move in Qianling Land. After all, the young master is still the suzerain's direct disciple, and his name is well-known in the entire Yaoshan Mountain. There is still a long way to go in the future. He has to think more about the young master.

After seeing Feng Ling leave, several other Qingqiu disciples looked at the box on the ground and asked Hu Jun: "Is he sending this box to the young master later?"

Hu Jun gave him a blank look: "Send me a fart! It's burned, why don't you find a place and throw it away!"

The disciple was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "But, the young master ordered..."

"The young master was fascinated by that little bastard! Didn't you see how he stabbed the young master with a sword last night?" He was still angry when he mentioned this matter, especially when he saw this bastard. Have the face to show courtesy!

The main thing is that the young master is very obsessed with him now, if he is made happy with a few words, and he still obeys him in the end, then what's the matter!

Do you still want to watch him become Empress Qingqiu?

dream!

Anyway, before coming to Yaoshan, several elders in Qingqiu explained that the young master is impetuous and sometimes does things without thinking, so he has to be by his side to watch him carefully. .

He must guard this pass for the young master, and not let this bastard succeed!

After watching the disciples burn the box of things that Feng Ling brought, Hu Jun breathed a sigh of relief.

In the afternoon, a sound transmission conch was sent out from the southwest direction of the enchantment.Blowing lightly on the screw mouth, Hu Yibai's voice came from inside.

"Is Feng Ling here today? What did you say? What did you bring?"

Hearing the three consecutive questions surrounding Feng Ling, Hu Jun, who was originally cautious and planned to listen carefully to the young master's edict, suddenly collapsed.

Young master, can you be a little bit promising, he stabbed him to the point of forced retreat, why do you still miss him so much? !

Hu Jun took a deep breath, trying not to sound like he was gnashing his teeth.

Hu Yibai waited anxiously in the cave, just wanting to know about Feng Ling as soon as possible, and finally got the conch sent in by the sound transmission.

He hurriedly listened to the echo inside.

"Young master, I haven't seen anyone else all day, and the head teacher came to explain some things in the morning. Don't think about it, and retreat carefully and try to come out as soon as possible."

Hu Yibai: "..."

Why does the last sentence sound a bit weird?

Knowing that Feng Ling hadn't been here, Hu Yibai put down the conch in disappointment. Although he had expected it, he still couldn't help but have a little extravagant hope in his heart.

It seemed that Feng Ling planned to break up with him completely.

He looked up at the steep stone wall, and suddenly his heart felt empty, a little annoyed, and a little depressed.

Seeing other people fall in love smoothly, why is it so difficult for him.

It's easy for a 30-year-old iron tree to bloom once.

He suddenly felt that retreating now is pretty good. If he could go out now, he would definitely look for Fengling desperately, and maybe he would stalk Fengling like a dog-blooded idol drama that was complained about. .

That would only make Feng Ling's situation more embarrassing.

Thinking of this, he actually had a thought, if the retreat time can be longer, if he can't wait for him to go out, he will gradually let go of this relationship, and he will be able to face Feng Ling calmly.

At that time, there will be no special feelings between them, and it is good to be a pair of ordinary friends.

Ingenious Pavilion, on the ninth floor.

Wrapped in white mist, a dazzling rainbow just straddles the main entrance of Jiqiao Pavilion, with four large characters hovering above the colorful clouds: Close the door today.

The people who were planning to go to Jiqiao Pavilion shook their heads and chuckled when they saw the words on the rainbow.

At first glance, this style of brushwork looks like Xianniang's handwriting.

It seems that Qianniang has a distinguished guest coming today.

In fact, at the moment, only Feng Ling was sitting at the table on the ninth floor, with Xianniang standing behind her, constantly playing with the gorgeous headdress she had made on Feng Ling's hair.

"This color is too bright, and it feels a little less refined."

"Well, this one is too plain. It looks good, but it has no bright spots."

"Hey, this one is surprisingly good. I thought it was a bit exaggerated at the time, but I didn't expect that it would be surprisingly amazing when paired with our Xiao Fengling!"

As he said that, he hurriedly brought his mercury mirror, put it in front of Feng Ling and showed it off: "Here, isn't it very beautiful!"

Feng Ling was sitting here, anxiously waiting for the results of Uncle Qing's investigation of Sikuangjian, when she was caught by the very interested Xianniang as a test product.

Looking at the blue peacock feathers hanging from my ears in the mirror, it is also decorated with a string of tassels hanging on the shoulders. If you look closely, there are broken star stones of different sizes on the shoulders, which are similar to those in the dark night. Like starlight.

Xianniang pierced his ears with spells, and after taking off the earrings, the piercings will automatically close.

Feng Ling doesn't quite understand this kind of aesthetics. It looks good just by looking at it, but it's very strange to put it on him.

Especially looking at himself in the mirror, he felt like a monster, but in order to take care of Xianniang's face, he still tried to be euphemistic: "The style is unique and pretty."

"Yes, yes!" After trying for a long time, I finally found one that was quite satisfactory.

For things like design, without inspiration, you can’t force it. She can only get inspiration when she sees beautiful things.

It would be even better if they were wonderful people!

However, Xiao Fengling hadn't been here for a long time, which made her feel uninspired for a while, and there was no new product on the ninth floor of Jiqiao Pavilion for a while.

It made the outside world rumor that she was pregnant with three children.

Xianniang smiled and said: "This peacock feather earring is destined for Xiao Fengling, so let's take it home, and by the way, go back and forth in Happy City a few times to help me do publicity."

"..." Feng Ling's hands that were about to take off the earrings paused, and just as he was about to speak, Qing Sanlang came over with the Si Kuang Sword wrapped in black cloth.

He put Si Kuang upright on the table, and untied the black sermon on it at once: "This sword has been fully restored, but the sword spirit has changed from the original one to two."

Hearing this, both Fengling and Xianniang opened their eyes wide in surprise.

Although he already understood Uncle Qing's meaning, Feng Ling couldn't help but confirm: "You mean, twin sword spirits?"

Qing Sanlang nodded slightly: "I was also very surprised just now, this Sikuang is a sword of love, and the resulting sword spirit is actually a curse evolved from love to hatred for your lover. Si Lian was also taken into the sword, giving birth to another sword spirit."

Speaking of this, he sighed: "It was my fault at the time, and I forgot to tell you that if one day you meet someone who is in love with you, you must keep Si Kuang away from the other party, otherwise this sword will desperately long for the other party's heart Blood, even out of control."

Hearing that the slender girl looked at Si Kuang who was intact, she realized that she had said at the beginning that only the heart and soul of a lover can revive the sword spirit. Now that the sword is revived, it means that Xiao Fengling has the love of love. people.

And because of the madness out of control, he stabbed the opponent's heart...

She was so angry that she stepped on her husband's instep: "Why didn't you tell Xiao Fengling about such an important matter earlier! Now that Xiao Fengling stabbed the person she likes, you..."

In the middle of talking, Xianniang stopped abruptly. Xiao Fengling was uncomfortable enough when this happened, and she kept emphasizing that she was not embarrassing the child.

Feng Ling lowered her eyes: "It's not Uncle Qing's fault, it's my own fault. It's because I haven't been able to trust him."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little gloomy.

Qianniang patted Feng Ling's shoulder tenderly, and winked at her husband at the side, signaling him to change the subject quickly, and don't let the child blame himself so much.

Qing Saburo was taken aback for a moment, he was good at making magic weapons and comforting people, he really couldn't open his mouth.

But this matter had something to do with his failure to remind him in time. Under his wife's repeated urging, Qing Saburo gritted his teeth and found a topic.

"Feng Ling, look at how well this sword has been restored. Not only the sword pattern on it has been restored, but the entire body of the sword is completely new! I remember there is a saying in this love spell that the deeper the love, the heavier the injury. Look Si Kuang hurt him so much that he was about to enter seclusion, which means that he loves you so deeply that he will never change until death, which is really gratifying..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Feng Ling, who had only red eyes just now, and in the blink of an eye, with a bang, tears fell on the sword one after another.

Suddenly burst into tears.

Qianniang stepped on the soles of Qing Sanlang's feet and crushed hard: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!"

The author has something to say:

Qing Saburo: It seems to be comforting but actually makes up for it

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