58. A thousand foxes are drunk and dream of three lives (1)

Heaven and earth are empty, clouds and mist shrouded the Stygian Mountain, and everyone guesses that the gloomy ghostly atmosphere, there is nothing on the Stygian Mountain, only the remaining stone monument and countless strange stones stand in a forest, although the greenery is scarce, but there is a special group of immortal insignificance.

On the highest peak, a snow-white figure stood on the edge of a high cliff, its silver eyes watching the clouds and mist surging and changing for eternity.

Zi Pao's blue and red eyes secretly glanced at the back of the figure standing on the edge of the cliff with affection, and then turned back to reverence, leaned down, and the black hair that fell to his chest with his movements: "Your Highness, Zi Aya is back." ”

The figure listened, and finally turned around, the frost-white long hair was tied up by a clear jade crown, the narrow eyes were as white as snow, the eyebrows and long eyelashes were all white, this pure white without impurities, which made the mole that seemed to be painted under the right eye even more dazzling, and the noble and inviolable temperament was dyed with a bit of charm.

The pale pink thin lips opened slightly, and the sound of Ling Ling sounded like a fairy music in the sky, and Zi Cao seemed to hear the joyful chirping of birds and beasts.

"yes, I'm back."

It was as if a light smoke was drifting by, and it dissipated in an instant, and I couldn't hear any emotion in the voice.

Sky Fox looked at the green peaks in the distance, forming a clear contrast with the Stygian Mountain. Through the layers of green, he seemed to be able to see the bustling streets and the hawking vendors, as well as the endless flow of people and the noisy sound of car horns.

The present and the past are intertwined, and time and space are not equal.

Is it him who used to be the modern star, or is it him who is the current otherworldly Sky Fox.

I can't tell the difference.

The last moment, he had just finished talking to the secretary of the former gold lord, and he knew that he had been abandoned, and the next moment, he had become the emperor of the thousands of fox clans, the heavenly fox with the highest bloodline and status.

However, the memory of more than ten years is too small, and the moment he entered this body, he was covered up in the corner by the memory of tens of thousands of years of Tianhu.

I will still remember it now, but it is because, compared to the colorful life of more than ten years, even if Tianhu lives for tens of thousands of years, the days are only one layer of unchanged after all.

Past? Life? Or it's just a big dream, and now he has no intention of pursuing it.

As a human being, the life of Qiē has become no longer important, compared to the entire fox clan.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, things in the world are fun, Aya told you......" The cheerful voice of the red fox echoed in the mountains, and the sky fox listened quietly, his cool and clear eyes stared at the smiling face of the black-haired woman in red, and he was accompanied by a smile on the side.

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I don't know when it began, the fox with black hair and black eyes became a bad omen.

His parents are pure-blooded golden foxes, but for some reason, they gave birth to him as a different species.

From the moment he opened his eyes, all he saw was fear and disgust.

The black fox is ominous.

What's more, for the golden fox, who naturally likes shiny things, black is even more disgusting.

Nine, this number, whether in the fox clan or the cat demon clan, is an extremely ominous number.

Ominous plus ominous, make up his name.

Jiu'an.

Although it is their own flesh and blood, the Golden Fox couple only has alienation and indifference to Jiu'an.

There was no scolding, and there was no petting.

Isolated, far away. Under the heavier and heavier cold violence, he became more and more silent, and his obsidian-like eyes became more and more dead.

Just when he thought it was going to go on like this, things changed.

He was locked into a special cage with a lot of spiritual power, and the chirping of the little foxes around him let him know that the sky fox was injured.

Sky Fox, this name is not unfamiliar, as a demon fairy who protects the fox clan and even the entire human world, he is loved by all the people.

…… And he is completely two kinds of "people".

I heard that Sky Fox was injured when he fought with the leader of the ghost clan in order to protect the human world, and it was not good for several years.

Then, I don't know where the rumor came from, it was that Lord Tianhu needed to sacrifice his wound to the heavens to heal, and he, as a bad thing, became a sacrifice.

Jiu'an tugged at the corners of his mouth, and his silent black eyes couldn't tell whether they were mocking or sad.

The sacrificial ceremony was held in the holy mountain, the Stygian Mountain, and he was staggered into the huge altar, and Jiu quietly hung his head, listening to the uproar of the fox tribes around him when they saw him.

The young fox seemed to be frightened and trembling all over, so no one could see the murderous light in the black eyes behind the messy long hair.

Jiu'an couldn't hear the discussions of the people around him, couldn't hear their sudden silence, and couldn't hear the respectful and respectful voice of the Golden Fox Patriarch. He had only one thought, escape!

And then with the fox clan, it is incompatible!

When the black fox's body became more and more tense, it suddenly fell into a warm embrace. He froze for a moment, looked up mechanically, and then saw those silver-white eyes.

It was a color purer than the whitest snow on the Tien Shan Mountains.

In his eyes, there is no room for anything else.

Yes.

Jiu'an's heart was shouting.

That's him! You can't go wrong! He is......

Who is it? Jiu'an actually couldn't say it clearly, but he just stretched out his hand and pulled Tianhu's snow-white shirt tightly, as if he was afraid that the "person" in front of him would escape.

Tianhu thought that the boy was afraid, and reached out to pat his back comfortingly, the fair-skinned Shengci's face was still calm, and his voice was more beautiful than the mountain spring: "Don't be afraid."

The thin body in his arms stiffened even more, but he soon relaxed, and his whole body snuggled into the arms of the sky fox, leaving no gaps.

Sky Fox lowered his eyes, he didn't know where the rumor came from, it actually said that the fox clan had to be sacrificed to make him heal. The damage left by the battle with the ghost clan is actually not a big deal, but this injury caused an old injury, which is naturally slower, but I didn't expect it......

He didn't know that there would be a living sacrifice at first, so he let the Golden Fox Patriarch mysteriously lead him here. It's just that when he saw the figure on the altar that seemed to be trembling with fear, and when he knew from the mouth of the Golden Fox Patriarch that the other party was about to be tortured, his heart ached inexplicably.

By the time he reacted, he was already on the altar.

Sky Fox looked down at the faceless child, and made a decision calmly in his heart.

Sky Fox took in the black fox.

"Jiu'an?"

Tianhu's hand paused, and he looked up at Jiu'an.

Seeing that Tianhu's attention shifted from the tea cup in his hand to himself, Jiu'an was a little excited. The name I've always hated doesn't seem to be so disgusting.

Of course, Tianhu understood the meaning of the word "nine" in the fox clan, and looked at the perennial white clouds of the Stygian Mountain, and his voice was a little fluctuating: "If I help you take another one, are you willing?"

Jiu'an's brightened eyes bluntly told him the answer.

“…… Zi Sao, how. ”

"Zi" is the most noble surname, and the word homophonic with "Zi" is not something that ordinary fox people can use.

Jiu'an, no, it should be said that it is Zisao, and he doesn't care about his name, what he wants to know more is ......

"What's your name?"

Tianhu didn't get angry because of Zi Suo's rudeness, and said lightly: "Zijun."

My name, my son.