A small hairy orange head stretched out from the open door, two golden ears shook flexibly, and the bright eyes swept over Zou Yu and Jian Seventeen one by one, and finally fixed on Fan Yingying. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fan Yingying looked at the very clever little thing in front of her, and was very surprised, the moment the little thing saw her, a pair of round little eyes seemed to be brighter and brighter. It suddenly burst out of the room, its slender body, its orange-yellow fur glistening in the sunlight.

"It's a fox!" Zou Yu stretched out his hand and pointed to the little thing, and asked in surprise.

Fan Yingying didn't look like it, and asked, "Is it a mink?" ”

Jian Seventeen took a step forward, blocking in front of Fan Yingying and Zou Yu, staring at the little thing in front of him that looked quite cute, and suddenly shouted: "Bold and demonic, can you come out and harm people in broad daylight?" ”

"You long-haired monster, you dare to say that I am a demon! I am the 123rd generation of Huang Santai's grandson, Huang Xiaxia. The little thing craned its neck, and its eyes kept spinning.

Fan Yingying was taken aback, what kind of thing is this, she can actually speak!

Jian Seventeen subconsciously touched the sword at his waist, and only after his fingertips touched the belt did he remember that the sword had not been taken back, so he could only stubbornly scold: "Demon! Hugh is rampant! ”

Zou Yu's face turned white with fright, and he reached out and grabbed the placket of Jian Seventeen's clothes: "What the hell is this!" ”

"Yellow Skin!" Sword Seventeen whispered back.

Fan Yingying suddenly realized, no wonder it looked so much like a mink, it turned out to be a weasel.

The big orange-yellow tail of the yellow skin essence named Huang Xiaxia was raised high, and the sharp mouth was closed one by one: "Otherwise! As he spoke, it paced forward two steps as slowly as a human walked.

Sword Seventeen took two steps back with Fan Yingying and Zou Yu in his arms, and whispered, "If I have a sword in my hand, this little demon is not to be afraid. ”

As soon as he said this, Fan Yingying and Zou Yu immediately panicked: "Then what now?" ”

Jian Seventeen stared at the yellow-skinned essence with a solemn face, paused, and then said, "Can't you run, right?" ”

They were muttering, but Huang Xiaxia stood still, staring at Fan Yingying with a pair of eyes, looking up and down, and asked, "You are Fan Yingying?" ”

Calling out her name from the mouth of a monster, Fan Yingying felt a swish on her back, and her hairs stood on end.

"Why did you come to me?" Huang Xiaxia has sharp beak monkey gills, but her voice is soft and soft when she speaks, which is very good.

Fan Yingying was stunned by the question, staring at the weasel with orange and yellow fur in front of her, not knowing how to answer.

Huang Xiaxia looked at her stunned appearance, her big tail shook from side to side twice, and she danced in a golden arc in the sun: "You forgot?" We've met before. ”

Fan Yingying stared at Huang Xiaxia, completely unremembered when she had seen this weasel.

"I'll touch your bones again!" Huang Xiaxia was afraid that she wouldn't be able to remember, so she reminded her vigorously.

Touching the bones?

Fan Yingying didn't know how to suddenly remember the first time she came over with Han Sicheng, in Huang Santai's house, the cold hands without temperature.

Huang Xiaxia saw her stunned, thinking that she still hadn't remembered, she was in a hurry, and turned around directly, turning into a puff of green smoke out of thin air, and in the faint smoke, a light yellow figure slowly turned out, a dress with a straight neckline and a waist, and the skirt was layered and gently swayed with the movement of her footsteps.

The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, the corners of the thin mouth are slightly raised, revealing a seductive smile, a girl who looks sixteen or seventeen years old is standing in the sun, her long hair hanging down the back of her head, like flowing water to the back, reflecting a faint brilliance in the sun.

The girl stood in the sun, her eyes fell on Fan Yingying's face, she reached out and gently brushed away the broken hair that had slipped to the side of her face, smiled slightly, and her lips and teeth opened slightly, revealing her white teeth.

"OMG!" Zou Yu screamed in shock, stretched out his hand and pointed at Huang Xiaxia, who had changed into a living person in front of him, and his mouth was so open that he couldn't close it for a long time.

Fan Yingying's eyes fell on the red embroidered shoes on the girl's feet, yes, they were the shoes in the first place, and the material was red as if blood was congealing.

"You recognize me this time, don't you?" The girl smiled at Fan Yingying, her big clear and bright eyes glowing with a charming deep gold, and she gently hooked the corners of her mouth, as if the sun warmed people's hearts.

Fan Yingying only felt a chill hit her heart, she frowned, and looked at Huang Xiaxia in front of her, who had turned from a weasel into a human in the blink of an eye: "What do you want to do?" ”

Huang Xiaxia obviously didn't care much about her defensive attitude, as if she was staring at her with a puff of clear eyes, and said softly in her voice: "A few days ago, the ancestor said that you would come, I have been looking forward to it for so many days, and I finally looked forward to you, since I found you, then let's go." ”

After Huang Xiaxia finished speaking, he raised his hand and shook it lightly in front of his face, and the faint smoke around him disappeared in an instant, along with the girl who had just smiled and smiled, and the orange-yellow weasel lying on the ground was still the orange-yellow weasel just now.

The weasel moved very fast, Fan Yingying only felt that the black shadow flashed in front of her, and her shoulders immediately became heavy, she turned her head sideways, and met a pair of dark golden eyes, and the small triangular face with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, which made her face white: "You。。。。。。 ”

"Let's go." Huang Xiaxia didn't feel anything strange about the behavior of suddenly running on someone else's shoulder like this, it consciously moved its body to make it more comfortable, and its big fluffy tail was shaking behind her, Fan Yingying felt a cool breeze blowing on the back of her neck from time to time.

Fan Yingying didn't dare to move, she froze in place, staring at Huang Xiaxia who was close at hand: "Where are you going?" ”

"Of course I will go wherever you go." Huang Xiaxia said it as a matter of course.

Fan Yingying was shocked, and turned her head to look at Jian Seventeen for help.

"Your cultivation is still shallow, how can you transform into a human form?" Jian Seventeen took a step forward, the expression on his face still very solemn.

Huang Xia Xia shook his tail, raised his left front paw, and shook it at Sword Seventeen.

On the erected front legs, the orange-yellow fur was clearly imprinted with a twisted line, which was winding and turning, much lighter than the fur, and gave off a faint golden yellow.

Fan Yingying squinted at the paw dangling on the side of her face, too close to see what was drawn on it.

When Jian Seventeen saw that pattern, he was surprised: "This is?" ”

"Seal, under the ancestor." Huang Xiaxia turned her head to look at Fan Yingying: "She also has it on her arm." ”

Zou Yu and Jian Seventeen turned their heads to look at Fan Yingying together. (To be continued.) )