"Whew!"

The cold iron fork is heading towards the fox croaking ****!

The fox croaked against the big tree, motionless, and did not dodge.

The sharp iron fork ran directly through her lower abdomen, and with a "ding" sound, pinned her to the big tree behind her.

The fox's body trembled slightly, but it still didn't move.

"Phantom of the Fox?"

The humanoid monster with a green body, seeing this scene, not only did not relax, but its face changed, and he quickly turned around and looked behind him.

There was no one behind him.

"Huh!"

In a flash of coldness, a black dagger suddenly flew from behind and plunged directly into its heart from its back!

At this time, the fox that was nailed to the big tree croaked, Fang held the iron fork that ran through his body with both hands, and pulled it out with force.

The humanoid monster turned around and glared at her with resentment on its face, its mouth wide open, trying to speak, but it was spitting blood and unable to speak again.

As long as its heart is immortal, it is immortal.

And now, the black dagger was stuck in its heart, and it emitted a terrifying aura that could destroy all its life and power.

Its eyes widened, and its whole body twitched a few times, and then its muscles atrophied and turned into white bones, and then it fell to the ground with a "bang".

And its iron fork, after losing the control of its master, immediately dimmed its light and became a mortal thing.

The fox threw away the iron fork, covered his bleeding lower abdomen, staggered a few times, leaned against the tree, and slowly sat on the ground, his face as pale as paper.

"Buzz!"

The black dagger buzzed, took the initiative to fly up from the ground, and returned to her hand.

As if feeling the pain of her master, the black dagger was in her palm, trembling slightly.

The fox's back and lower abdomen were severely wounded, and blood soon soaked all over his body.

Fortunately, she is a monster, and she has an extremely powerful physique since birth, and although her body trembles in pain, she is still conscious and has not passed out.

She took out the pill from the storage space, ate two, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, urging her spiritual power to temporarily seal the wound and stop the blood gushing out.

There was a rustling sound in the grass not far away, and a strange and fierce breath drifted in with the breeze.

Fresh blood, like a sumptuous dinner, exudes an attractive smell that attracts nearby monsters, and the corpse of a rhinoceros also makes carnivorous monsters everywhere smell the wind.

Although the fox was extremely weak, he did not dare to stay any longer, holding the black dagger tightly in his hand, holding the big tree behind him, standing up with difficulty, and then leaving.

After a short walk, in the dense bushes beside the road, suddenly a wild beast that looked like a dog and not a dog burst out, baring its fangs, and pounced on her fiercely.

The fox did not dodge, the black dagger in his hand waved lightly, and the cold light flashed, and the hungry and greedy beast was cut in half, and with a "snap", it fell into the bushes.

Although she killed the beast, she used her spiritual power to tear open the wound.

Blood flowed out again.

She didn't stop, she didn't dare to stay, she covered the painful wound and continued to move forward.

When she made her way to the foot of the mountain, she finally couldn't hold it anymore, shook her body a few times, and fell to the ground.

She gritted her teeth and got up, leaning against the stone wall, her fiery red dress stained with blood.

Her forehead was covered with sweat, not tired, but painful.

Her already snow-white cheeks turned even paler, and there was no trace of blood in sight.

She leaned against the stone wall, surprisingly calm, no resentment, no cursing, dark and beautiful eyes, looking at the clouds and mist on the green mountains in the distance, stunned.

"Am I going to die?"

She muttered to herself, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

The blood is still flowing.

She knew she couldn't hold on anymore.

The mountains are too high, and there are too many demons.

In any case, she couldn't climb up.

And the teleportation array on the top of the mountain was like the moon in the well, and she would never be able to touch it.

"He's probably gone......"

For some reason, at this moment, she suddenly realized clearly that she didn't have too much resentment towards him who took away her golden pill.

If Jin Dan was still there, she would definitely not be so embarrassed.

If Jin Dan was still there, she would definitely not die here.

With Jin Dan, she is a truly powerful nine-tailed fox.

It's a pity that there are no ifs.

In the dark, it seems to be predestined.

Jin Dan weirdly came out of his body and flew at him weirdly, giving him a new life and even changing his life.

And she, from the moment Jin Dan flew away automatically, began to entangle with him, and began to have bad luck.

If there really was a past life, what did she owe him?

Is it a precious treasure, or a life, or a few lives, or something more important than a life?

Eyes began to blur.

The pain of the wound begins to numb.

Endless exhaustion, swept in.

This is a bad omen.

She held on to the stone wall behind her, struggling to get to her feet, to get a clearer look at the world.

At this moment, a fragrance suddenly came from somewhere in the body.

It was a familiar smell, like a natural smell for her, and the smell in her nose made her soul tremble with comfort.

She was slightly stunned, then seemed to remember something, slowly spread out her palm, and took out the sachet that she had snatched from the guy from a corner of the storage space.

The sachet looks new and is well preserved.

That familiar smell emanates from within.

She could see that this sachet was very important to him, otherwise he would not be so anxious and angry.

Was this given to him by a girl?

Or was it given to him by someone very important?

But why is there such a familiar smell in it?

With a hint of doubt in her eyes, she leaned against the stone wall, sat down again, then lowered her dagger and slowly opened the sachet.

The blood on his hands was soaked in the sachet.

There was nothing special in the sachet, just a strange strand of hair.

The hair is white and pure, clean and free of dust and blemishes, and looks extremely beautiful.

The fox's body trembled slightly, stretched out his fingertips, and pinched the strand of hair, soft and slippery, like a delicate and perfect work of art.

"It's ...... Nine-Tails ......"

A familiar and warm feeling suddenly passed into her body along the hair in her hand, and her whole body began to shake involuntarily.

Her eyes widened with shock and disbelief on her face.

She knows this strand of hair!

Not only recognized, but very familiar!

"Yan Toad...... Could it be that Yan Toad is...... Is it my real father? Oh no, my biological brother? How else would there be the hair on my mother's tail?"

"Yes, definitely! No wonder my Jin Dan would go looking for him! It turns out that he turned out to be a wild seed born outside my mother's red apricot out of the wall! Looking at his obscene and ugly appearance, he must be a hybrid between his mother and a human being!"

"Damn!

The fox croaked and held the hair in her hand, her face full of grief and indignation, completely forgetting that in fact, the hair on her own tail was also like this.

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(End of chapter)

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