[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

The golden sparks made a crackling sound and circled in the air. As the man kept drawing circles in the air, the sparks gradually expanded, forming a circular entrance with a height of one person.

"Let's go." Pharaoh put on his bag and motioned for the little fox to follow.

The little fox cautiously followed Lao Wang into the entrance. In an instant, the surrounding scene changed from a dimly lit library to an urban alley in bright daylight.

"This?!" The little fox turned his head abruptly, and saw the entrance behind him spinning and disappearing.

She finally understood what Lao Wang said about the few steps. He really didn't just talk nonsense. It really took five steps from Kathmandu, Nepal to London, England!

"This spell is too convenient!" This is direct teleportation, the little fox who can only teleport and the teleportation distance depends on the amount of demon power cried enviously.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you." Taking the little fox through the alley to the street outside, Old Wang said to the envious girl while looking at the road signs.

"I want to, too, but I can't." Her system is not compatible with other systems, and the little fox sighed: "Oh, let's not mention this." He said sadly: "What are you going to buy?"

"Buy a few books, buy some things to repair the books, and food and some albums." Old Wang said in a much lower voice when he said later.

"Ah? What album?" She knew about books. After all, Lao Wang loves books like his life, and he manages the library, checking and repairing damaged ancient books every day.It's not surprising what he eats, he is an invisible foodie.But in the later albums... the little fox suddenly thought of something, she raised her eyebrows, and guessed: "Beyoncé?"

"...Ahem!" Old Wang's serious face showed a little discomfort: "Go out."

puff!The little fox looked at Lao Wang's somewhat embarrassed back and couldn't help covering his mouth and snickering.

Before, Stephen planned to get close to Lao Wang in order to read and study. Who knew that Lao Wang would not get into it, and with a face that he did not follow his tricks at all, he would complain to her about Lao Wang being old-fashioned or something when he came back, but she I don't believe it.The Holy Land is not an isolated place. There is also a wireless network here. How could Lao Wang not know about some popular things outside.Sure enough, doesn't this prove...they are still fans of Beyoncé.

It must be that Stephen's approach is too bad, Lao Wang doesn't want to talk to him.After all, that guy was not good at making friends. After seeing him walk around the rivers and lakes for so many years, only Palmer, who is a good friend, knows.

"Shall I take you around London first?" One tall, one short, one fat, one thin, one black and one white, a man and a woman were standing on the side of the road while waiting for a taxi while discussing their London itinerary.

"No need." Maybe I am more familiar with London than you, the little fox thought to himself, and said with a smile: "Go shopping, I can just go shopping by myself."

"Well, that's good." Thinking of the little fox's own abilities, Lao Wang had nothing to worry about.He nodded, took out a stack of pounds from his wallet and handed it to her: "We will meet here at eight o'clock in the evening, and we will go back then."

"Thank you." The little fox didn't refuse, just reached out and took the money.She only has US dollars on her body, and it is not convenient to walk in London.They can’t exchange pounds, because they are entering the country illegally and have no documents at all. They may be arrested if they go to any official institution.

"En." Old Wang didn't refuse, and took the money directly: "Be careful."

"Don't worry." The little fox raised his hand and patted Lao Wang's shoulder, smiling and setting a flag that she didn't realize:

"Just go shopping, nothing will happen."

Hehe, a mysterious man let out a familiar laugh.

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No matter which world it is in London, England, the Thames River, which promotes the prosperity of the city, will always be so beautiful.When there is no light decoration during the day, it looks like a girl who has faded away from her fine clothes and returned to her original nature, beautiful and graceful.

A beautiful oriental girl is walking along the river, her black hair blown by the gentle breeze, revealing a delicate smiling face.Holding the paper cup with coffee in her hand, she stretched her arms and sighed comfortably.

The current life is really comfortable for her, living in a holy place with abundant spiritual power, having a high-quality ration around her, eating, drinking and having fun, such a happy life configuration is simply flattering.

To be honest, at the beginning, she didn't really believe that her lucky value would lead to such a comfortable life.However, the facts were indeed in front of her. Except for some small dangers with Stephen, the world was so harmonious that she wanted to cry.

so perfect!

"Excuseme." The old female voice sounded softly behind her with kindness and gentleness: "Miss, can you please take a photo for us?"

"En." The little fox, who had just taken a sip of coffee, turned his head in response, and his eyes touched the faces of the old couple behind him, his eyes widened instantly: "Puff, cough, cough!" Before swallowing half a mouthful of coffee, he was gasped She choked in her throat.

"You!" The old couple on the opposite side also stared in shock when they saw the girl in the white dress turn around: "fox!" Her back: "Baby, how are you? Breathe slowly, don't worry."

The little fox who was being taken care of tenderly just wanted to push them away and escape, but when she thought of the bodies of the two old people, she could only stop pushing them, and her cough became more serious.

She just knew it!She just knew it!How could her little fox's life be linked to stability and harmony?The goddess of luck is kind-hearted occasionally, and she will be fine if she is lucky, delusional to stay together forever?Dream it!

"Is it better?" The woman bent down to look at her concerned.

"Hmm...en." The little fox replied vaguely: "Thank you two, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first!" She took a step back and wanted to run away from the encirclement of the two old people.

"You two? Let's go?" The old man frowned slightly: "Honey, don't you know us?"

"You may have misunderstood the person." The little fox smiled awkwardly, and stepped back step by step.

The woman lowered her eyes to look at the little fox's feet that kept retreating, raised her eyebrows, and showed a very familiar expression: "Okay, then I'll let Sherlock and Mycroft take a look at me It’s not that you have misunderstood someone.”

"Don't!" The little fox ran back in a few frightened steps and pressed the woman's hand: "Mother Holmes! Please let me go!"

"Remember me now?" Mrs. Holmes chuckled, and put her arms around the little fox: "Honey, you really are not dead!"

In fact, as the search and rescue team sent disappointing news again and again, the Holmes couple slowly accepted the terrible fact that the little fox was actually dead.It's just that they recognize the reality, but their son doesn't want to step out of the circle called hope at all.They firmly believe that as long as Fox's body cannot be found, then she is still alive.For more than a year, countless bad news almost made people despair, but they never gave up. Later, even the Holmes couple were influenced by Sherlock and Mycroft, and they began to believe that Fox might be in the world again. Some corner came alive.Now it seems that their firm belief is correct, and it is also correct for them to choose to believe in their son!

"Where have you been these two years? What happened when you fell into the sea?" Mr. Holmes asked excitedly.

"Uh... I was rescued by a master." The little fox who was hugged by Mrs. Holmes was so anxious that she made up a sentence casually, looking left and right, for fear that Sherlock or Mycroft would suddenly appear. Leo: "Then what, I really have something urgent, very urgent, can I go first!"

"Are you hiding from my sons?" If she didn't show up alive, it was obviously to avoid her two sons.As for coming to London now, maybe she thought Sherlock Mycroft had given up on her?The old Mrs. Holmes held the little fox tightly, her eyes already filled with tears: "Honey, you can't be so cruel. Since you left, they have had a very painful year."

If I don't leave, I will be the one suffering!

The little fox bit his lower lip, raised his hand to support Mrs. Holmes's shoulders and carefully pushed her away: "Sir and Madam, I still have some things to solve. I will definitely go to you after I solve them."

"Really?" confirmed Mr. Holmes.

"Really, I swear to God!" The little fox flinched sincerely.

"You must come back." Mrs. Holmes looked at the little fox with tears in her eyes.

"Okay, I will." The little fox nodded: "Please don't tell them that I'm back, please."

The old Holmes and his wife looked at each other, hesitated for a while and nodded.

call!The little fox breathed a sigh of relief.It was impossible for them never to tell Sherlock they were, just a little delay.

"Then I'm leaving!" The little fox turned around and ran away.

The Holmes couple knew that they couldn't keep a healthy young man, so they could only watch the little fox run away as his back gradually became smaller.

Three seconds later, the two took out their phones in tacit agreement.

"Hello, Sherlock."

"Hello, Mycroft."

Got something to fix?Will be back later?Do you think they are easy to deceive because of their age?

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The little fox ran to the side of the road at a sprint speed of [-] meters, ignored the contemptuous and angry eyes of the people around her, and pulled away the man who was about to get into the taxi: "Sorry, my house is on fire!" She shouted and hurried into the car Close the door: "Outside the city, go!"

With a click, the driver put on the sign indicating the empty car.The mouth under the peaked cap opened, and a hoarse voice sounded in the car: "Understood." The taxi's tires turned and quickly drove away from the side of the road to join the heavy traffic of the motorway.

The little fox straightened his body and kept turning his head, looking through the rear glass to see if there were any suspicious vehicles following him.However, even though it was not the rush hour, there were quite a few cars on the road, and Little Fox was not a detective, so he couldn't tell which ones were acceptable and which ones were not suspicious from a large number of similar cars.Forget it, the little fox no longer sat back on the seat in vain.

"What are you looking at?" The driver suddenly asked.

"No, it's nothing." The little fox smiled, but didn't answer.

"Can I ask you a question?" The driver raised his head, his eyes exposed in the rearview mirror were bloodshot.

The little fox stared blankly at the eyes reflected in the mirror, and a bad premonition came up: "What?"

"Are you afraid of death?"

"..." What the hell kind of question is this!