I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

Hu Yibai and the old mole looked at each other.

The old mole winked: "You see, I'm not lying, the voice just now was louder than this."

Hu Yibai could only imagine the fierce battle outside at this moment just by listening to the increasingly dense sound of the zither outside and the successive explosions.

This time, all junior high school and high-level disciples will participate in this trial, and some outer disciples and some disciples who are physically unfit to participate in the test will be retained.

There are not many people, but Yun Kuo also explained that in any sudden situation, when the enemy is strong and we are weak, don't attack, just hide if you can.

Hu Yibai still agrees with this point, after all, there is no fear of no firewood to keep the green hills, but if they insist on killing them all, it is inevitable.

Thinking of this, Hu Yibai couldn't help but feel a little worried. After all, he is also a direct disciple of the suzerain, and the children often call him "Senior Brother".

He probed his own spiritual veins, and after a while of retreat, the demonic energy has calmed down, and there should be no possibility of an outbreak for the time being.

Hu Yibai poked the old mole that had returned to its original shape and was always ready to run away: "Take me out."

The old mole let out an ah, looked at the hole he had just dug, then turned his head to look at Hu Yibai: "Ah, this..." It seems that he can't get in, right?

In the blink of an eye, the seven-foot-high man in front of him turned into a small white ball the size of a palm, striding forward with short legs.

Originally, Hu Yibai's prototype could be big or small.

The old mole looked at the fluffy little fox, with its nine little tails swaying behind it like a fan, with an air of cuteness, and was immediately aroused with compassion. It would be great if the great-grandson is half as good-looking as the young master."

Hu Yibai silently urged him to go in and lead the way. Wouldn't it be troublesome for a mole to look like a fox?

When he got into the hole, he couldn't see his eyes, so he could only grab the hair on the back of the old mole with two paws, and followed him forward step by step. Probably the vibration near Kunyue Pool just now really shook the mole. Rat nest, every time they walk for a while, they can meet several moles and hit them.

If you encounter something good, you have to ask: "Hey, your great-grandson was born? The color is quite rare, so why only one? The number is too small. Was it when you were born..."

Before he finished talking, he was stunned by Hu Yibai's fox growl. After realizing that it was a fox, he turned around and ran away in fright.

Old Mole: "I'm sorry, Young Master Hu, we Mole people talk too much."

Hu Yibai murmured, sure they were all talkative.

Thinking of this, he asked, "What's your name?" Anyway, they helped him lead the way, and when he returned, he sent someone from Qingqiu to send a gift in return.

Old Mole: "The young master can just call me Yan Shu."

Hu Yibai was taken aback, he didn't have the habit of calling other people's animal names like Master did, "Tell me the name."

"My name is Yan Shu."

Hu Yibai said blankly, "I'm asking for my name."

Old Mole: "The old man's name is Yan Shu!"

"..."

Qian Ling's big team was at the front, and Feng Ling and several other high-ranking disciples were at the end of the team, always paying attention to the rear for any suspicious signs.

At this moment, someone suddenly turned around from the front and shouted: "Feng Ling."

Feng Ling was unleashing her spiritual sense and sensing the surrounding movements with all her strength, when she was suddenly stopped at this moment, she subconsciously said, "I'll talk about it later."

The person beside him couldn't help laughing bitterly after hearing this: "You, you can't even hear my voice."

Only then did Feng Ling pay attention, and turned his head to look, only to find that it was Long Chiyu in golden military uniform. The moment Feng Ling turned his head, he was stunned by his outfit.

After Qiu Yeyang was expelled from the Qianling Sect, Long Chiyu also stubbornly handed over the Kunyu badge and left the sect, returning to Longsheng Sect to succeed the new sect master.

I haven't seen them in the past four years. Although they are similar in age, their levels are already very different. Both Longshengmen and Qianlingzong were once among the leaders in the cultivation world. It's just that after the former sect master was killed, their reputation has declined slightly, but after all The Wannian foundation is still there, and if you work hard for a few years, it will be just around the corner to make a comeback.

Now Long Chiyu is the head of Longshengmen, and according to the rules, he is at the same level as the suzerain.

Feng Ling saluted indifferently: "Master of the Dragon Gate."

Seeing his attitude, Long Chiyu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: "We were also disciples of the same clan, you don't have to..."

Feng Ling: "If the Dragon Sect Master is fine, and the disciples are still responsible for investigating the surrounding environment, I will excuse you."

Listening to this obvious order to chase away guests, Long Chiyu sighed silently in desolation.

But it's also true, back then when I was in the sect, I was always sneering at Feng Ling, but now it's not easy to get close to her.

Seeing that Feng Ling had obviously accelerated his pace, he hesitated for a moment before walking up, and said cheekily: "Hu Yibai didn't come this time?"

These years, Longshengmen has been recuperating, and has not participated in the four years of trials. Since last year, there have been many new disciples in the school. After a period of refinement, there are gradually a few that can be sold.

This time the secret trial is also to bring them to practice their hands, and by the way, to make the name of Longshengmen a little bit.

But isn't Hu Yibai the suzerain's direct disciple? Why didn't he come for this secret trial, but Feng Ling was with the team instead?

Looking at the people chasing up, Feng Ling couldn't help frowning slightly, "I don't know either."

Long Chiyu is now an outsider of the sect, so it is not suitable for him to reveal the sect's information to him.

What's more, he doesn't like others to inquire about Hu Yibai's affairs.

Long Chiyu let out a faint oh, carefully observing the changes in Feng Ling's expression, it seemed that he was not very happy.

Could it be that the relationship between the two has not improved over the years?

Thinking of this, he gradually felt a little joy. In fact, before he decided to come, he wanted to give Feng Ling a gift as an apology.

It was his fault in the past, but with the growth of age and experience, he gradually realized that what happened back then was done by his parents, and it had nothing to do with Feng Ling.Now that they have their new identities, they hope to use this as an opportunity to rebuild their relationship.

Just when he poked secretly, intending to find an excuse to send out the spirit sword he brought, he saw that the sparrow sword beside Feng Ling had become intact, and the words he was about to say were stuck in his throat, and his face turned pale for a moment. .

how can that be? !

Could it be that it was replaced with an identical sword?

But he can clearly feel that the breath of the sword is exactly the same, the body of the sword can be imitated, but the sword spirit inside is innate, and...he also saw a strange mark on the hilt of the sword.

It turned out to be like the tail of a nine-tailed fox!

Thinking of this, Long Chiyu's pale face just now collapsed in an instant.

"Your madness is healed? Didn't the Jiqiao Pavilion master say that you can't fix it before? How did Qing Sanlang fix it?" As he spoke, in order not to arouse Feng Ling's suspicion, he forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

Feng Ling really didn't understand, how could someone be so thick-skinned that he had to do something to stay away, right?

He said coldly: "It was Hu Yibai's repair."

"Ah?" Long Chiyu couldn't react at first, and before he could ask further, he heard another sentence from the other side that completely chilled him.

"This sword can only be repaired by someone I like."

"..."

Then Feng Ling threw him away, walked to the front, greeted several elders of Longshengmen, and signaled that Long Chiyu had been behind Qianling and had interfered with his normal execution of duties.

When the elders turned their heads, they saw that their sect master was following Qian Ling in a daze, and their faces turned dark immediately.

Generally, the leaders of sects are at the forefront, who would follow behind other sects?

Said "I'm rude" to Feng Ling, and quickly ordered a few disciples to bring Long Chiyu back, but Long Chiyu was extremely sad at the moment.

Wasn't the relationship between the two of them always incompatible before? How could I have only been away for four years, and I have already...become a pleasing person? !

In the past few years since I've been away, what happened between these two people that caused such an earth-shaking change in their relationship? !

He doesn't understand... and doesn't want to understand...

With a shrugged face, he broke away from a few disciples who wanted to pull him away, and walked to a tree-shaded path by himself, sulking alone.

At this moment, there is flying sand and rocks outside the Qianling Hall, and Mo Yundeng and a few disciples of Yin Xiuyuan are struggling to fight against the people of Molinjiao.

The surrounding courtyard walls had been beaten to the point that only a few ruins remained. Hu Yibai and Yan Shu could see what was going on inside by hiding in the cracks in the stones outside.

This time, Molinjiao could clearly see that it was not the same group of people who disrupted the situation at the sword test meeting last time.

Han Chenluo was not there, so were Yu Wuxiu and the three unique believers. The leader was a man wearing a pan cap and wearing clothes made of bird feathers. He didn't look like a person from the Central Plains. Her lips are also unnaturally pale, and there are two huge silver rings hanging from her pointed ears.

Behind him was a woman with braids. She wore a navy blue blouse with white buttons, her lips were painted black, and the skirt underneath was as colorful as a rainbow. On her left arm was a purple-red flying snake, which was bigger than Gu Lingzi. The one is much smaller, but it feels more toxic at first glance.

Suddenly the snake stared towards this side, so frightened that Yan Shu couldn't hold back the instinct of being afraid of snakes, Hu Yibai hurriedly covered his mouth, but he was still found.

I saw the snake crawling up slowly along the woman's arm, around the shoulder, wrapped around the woman's neck, and hissed a few times when it came to the ear, and the woman immediately looked this way .

The next moment Hu Yibai felt a pressure coming towards them, he quickly pushed Yan Shu away with his palm, and he quickly dodged to the other side.

There was an explosion in the sky, and amidst the smoke, the woman raised her mouth and retracted the whip in her hand, and said to the leading man, "Zangya, there is a fox."

"Fox?" Zangya looked sideways, and indeed saw a palm-sized snow dumpling rolled on the ground a few times, and then stopped moving.

The snow-white belly is still up and down, obviously playing dead.

With a little mobilization of the spiritual sense, one can feel that this fox is not an ordinary spirit beast.A pair of eagle-like sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and signaled to a believer who was accompanying him: "Kill it to death."

"Yes!"

Hu Yibai, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help but want to swear in his heart, even such a cute little fox, you don't let it go, do you have any humanity? !

Maybe what Han Chenluo said is right, in a place like Molinjiao where perverts gather, he is indeed a relatively normal person.

With a palm wind blowing towards his face, Hu Yibai had no choice but to show his real body and greet him with a palm.

Immediately, the person who made the shot just now was directly shaken eight feet away, and hit the apple tree behind him, and the dried fruit that had lost water fell all over the ground.

Fortunately, the tree was fine.

In an instant Zangya looked at Hu Yibai's eyes changed.

Looking at Hu Yibai standing in front of the hall, Mo Yundeng's brows froze, and he hurriedly repelled the attacker with a sound of the piano, and dragged Hu Yibai behind him.

"How did you get out?"

"It's a long story, let's talk about it later." Hu Yibai said with his heart: 【If you can fight, you can fight, and if you can't fight, you can run away. We only have these few people, do we want to die together? 】

Mo Yundeng: [Yun Kuo confessed before leaving that if the people from Molinjiao come to snatch the artifact, try to let them take it away. 】

Let them take it?

Hu Yibai was taken aback, what tricks is his master up to?

Hu Yibai: 【Then let them take it, what about you? 】

Mo Yundeng glanced at him speechlessly: 【Give it up, even a fool can see the fraud. 】

【Oh】Hu Yibai suddenly felt that his sudden appearance was causing trouble to Mo Yundeng.

At this point in the performance, he could pretend to be defeated and let them take the artifact away, but now that he has appeared, does this martial arts have to continue.

Hu Yibai thought for a while, 【You wink to the side. 】

Mo Yundeng didn't know why, but he still took the piano and walked half a step forward, when he heard a sudden thud behind him, turned his head and Hu Yibai fell to the ground clutching his heart.

"what happened?"

Hu Yibai had a painful expression on his face: "The heart demon..."

Mo Yundeng looked at the wrinkled little face, the blood on his face faded, his acting skills were so lifelike, he had the demeanor of pretending to be sick and not wanting to go to class.

He helped Hu Yibai up, and looked at Zangya with resentment and reluctance. After a few magic sounds pierced his ears, there were several explosions around him, and he and Hu Yibai disappeared in the chaotic smoke.

The woman was a little confused: "Is it really gone? Is there any fraud?"

Zang Ya beckoned, and asked his subordinates to take out the Golden Silkworm Cocoon and Qing Ye Sword to have a look, and confirmed: "It doesn't matter, it's true, let's go."

The author has something to say:

Mo Yundeng: Like me, I will keep my position in the future.

Broad clouds: ==

Cold Chen Luo: ^_^

Emperor Qingqiu: ...my son, the deity is tired of talking

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!