As the saying goes, there is no fate to ask forcibly, the little fox that has been raised for ten years, no matter how much the girl in white clothes likes it, she still can't be raised, and the fox's vigilance against her has not been restrained, which shows that there is no fate between them, and it is unfair to continue to force it to be around. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Xiaobai is a fox, but after ten years of getting along with her, he has long become a relative-like existence.

Now that she has no fate, she naturally can't willfully restrain its freedom.

There is no way, the girl in white clothes can only pick a time to release the white fox back into the mountains and forests.

"Alas, although you are very cute, but there is a karmic fate between monks, you and I are destined to be lost, and I will not force it. Thank you for your company for ten years, although I don't know how the injury on your stomach came about, but I think it should be a very powerful natural enemy left to you. After freedom, hide carefully, don't take the lead easily, if your enemies find out, it will be miserable. ”

She rubbed the smooth fur of the white fox and muttered in her mouth.

The mountain behind Canglan City is a dense forest, but there are not many birds of prey in the mountains, according to Xiaobai's intelligence, nothing will happen.

"Well, let's go, if there is fate in the future, maybe we can meet again." ”

The white-robed girl squatted down and carefully placed the white fox in her arms on the ground, so as not to touch the wound on her abdomen.

"Remember my name, Zhongsun Thirteen Niang, goodbye, old friend. ”

She was thirteenth in line, and the slave had no surname.

Asking for No. 1's consent, she took the surname of No. 1's owner plus her own rank and gave herself a name.

Zhongsun Thirteen Niang!

The white-robed girl smiled and touched the fox's tail and motioned for it to move forward.

The white fox's clear eyes flashed confused and sharp for a moment, and soon disappeared again.

It turned a corner, turned around, and licked Thirteen Niang's fingers with its pink tongue, with a gentle movement and a little attachment.

She felt the tickling of her fingertips and scratched the white fox's chin with a smile.

"Goodbye, be careful in the wild." The wound is not completely healed, so you should pay attention to it on weekdays. I'm not with you, and no one will change your dressing in the future...... If...... If you have time in the future, you can also come back and have a look. ”

The white fox nodded humanely, wagged his big supple tail, turned back three times at a time, and finally disappeared into the bushes.

Looking at the figure of Xiaobai leaving, Thirteen Niang bit her lip a little unhappily, and then explained herself after half a sound.

After leaving human society, Xiaobai will live a happier and more free life after being released into the mountains and forests.

Thirteen Niang sighed at No. 1.

"One, we'll be left with the two of us in the future. ”

No. 1 said cutely, "No. 1 will always follow His Holiness, and will definitely not leave His Holiness easily, and will not make His Holiness feel lonely." ”

Thirteen Niang's ears were a little hot, and her cheeks quietly crept up a little red.

It's really, inexplicably sensational.

After Xiaobai left, Thirteen Niang and No. 1 lived in Canglan City for another three years, during which Xiaobai did not come back to see her once.

Thirteen Niang missed it very much at first, but occasionally didn't pay attention to it, and pronounced Xiaobai's name with a bald mouth.

But she couldn't hear anything other than the clanging noise and the sound of One's footsteps.

Time can heal everything, but it can also blur memories, and the number of times Thirteen Niang thinks of Xiaobai is getting less and less.

Until one day, she found that her mechanical skills had reached a bottleneck, and the materials at her disposal were becoming less and less.

In her quest for a breakthrough, she plans to find new mechanism materials.

With the strength of her and No. 1, there shouldn't be much danger in this mortal realm where there are few monks.

After leaving Canglan City, where she has lived for thirteen years, she will not come back in the future, and Thirteen Niang sold this house and changed it for a little entanglement.

I was able to buy this house at a low price before, because the house is the owner, whoever lives in it is unlucky, and no one dares to approach.

However, Thirteen Niang lived in it for thirteen years and was safe and sound, which proves that there is no problem with the house, so the price of selling it is not low.

The aura of the mortal realm is thin, but there are also spiritual mountains and beautiful waters, and some hidden world sects have established their sects in the deep mountains where the spiritual veins are all over them, and they will open the mountains to recruit disciples every few years. Thirteen Niang didn't want to deal with these monks, but most of the spirit stones, spirit trees and spirit ores were gathered near the spirit veins, and she couldn't do it without dealing with them, so she could only wander along this clue with No. 1, occasionally making some small things and exchanging items with casual cultivators.

The Mortal Continent is vast and boundless, and several major human kingdoms are constantly fighting, and the excesses and miscellaneous taxes almost crush the backbone of the people.

Thirteen Niang was born as a slave, relying on the help of the villagers in the slave area, this is slowly growing up, she understands the sorrow of the poor.

If No. 1 hadn't appeared, the weeds on her grave would have been as tall as one person.

"One, I want to help them. Thirteen Niang looked at the vast land of the wilderness, and occasionally a few thin people lay on the ground looking for fallen grain, such a scene moved her, as if a small hammer had hit the tip of her heart.

No. 1 glanced at it and said, "They are mortals, they don't have the root bones of cultivation, they are not the same as Venerable." ”

Thirteen Niang was choked by No. 1's words.

After half a ring, she muttered, "I don't mean to teach them to cultivate, I know that embarking on the immortal path must have a spiritual root...... I mean...... Isn't there a mechanism that mortals can use? Like here, there has been a great drought for two years, but the nearby counties are flooded...... Isn't there a mechanism to transport water from the flooded areas here?"

Thirteen Niang said again, "No. 1, don't you always say that the mechanism can create miracles that monks and mortals can't imagine?"

No. 1 tilted his head and said suspiciously, "This is not what No. 1 said, it is what Venerable You liked to say before...... Well, but why waste all the energy to create such a mechanism? they are mortals, they are not the same as His Holiness......"

Thirteen Niang pursed her lips and said stubbornly, "I am also a mortal." ”

One said, "His Holiness is no longer there. ”

Monks and mortals are, strictly speaking, two populations that have a progressive relationship.

Thirteen Niang's expression was dull, as if she had been hit.

"However, mortals are living beings, and monks should protect these weak beings. His Holiness wants to help them, so go for it. No. 1 believes that as long as it is something that His Holiness wants to do, it will definitely be achieved!"

Thirteen Niang's talent in mechanical skills is very high, and unbelievable ideas often pop up in her head.

For the trap warlock, the strength can be poor, and the craft can be rubbish, but you must keep your inspiration active.

Thirteen Niang has the basic conditions to become a great mechanism warlock, and it is also the most demanding condition.

She and Number One lived on the border of this impoverished mortal realm, studying the mechanisms and tools that mortals could use every day.

Gradually, the reputation of the master of the machine spread from here.