The illusory illusion of cultivating no way dissipated into heaven and earth.

A small head was lying on the window, staring at the courtyard in a daze.

Strange to say, no one in the inn noticed the appearance of Xiu Wudao, only the little fox probably stumbled by mistake, and looked at Ye Fan in the courtyard in the middle of the night.

Ye Fan looked back at the little fox, "Aren't you sleepy in the middle of the night?" ”

It's okay not to say it, as soon as Ye Fan spoke, the little fox went to move a stool, climbed onto the windowsill with his legs and feet, jumped down, and landed steadily.

Ye Fan touched the little fox's head and asked, "If you don't sleep, what are you doing here?"

The little fox raised his head and smiled: "I can't sleep, come and talk to the master for a while." ”

Ye Fan didn't speak, neither rushed nor stayed.

It's just that he runs Long Youyue on his own and begins to absorb the aura of breathing.

After the little fox shrugged his eyelids and looked at the incense for two quarters of an hour, he began to feel sleepy, said to Ye Fan, took a deep breath, sprinted to the windowsill of the house, jumped high, probably trying to press his hands on the windowsill first, and then pulled his legs indiscriminately, thinking about rushing up, learning from Qiao Sandao's chic and heroic posture when he entered the house.

As a result, his chin slammed against the windowsill.

"Poof" and fell to the ground.

Ye Fan turned his head and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

The little fox sat on the ground, stretched out his hand to cover his chin, turned his head, his eyes were hazy with tears, but he still stubbornly spoke: "Master, I'm fine." ”

Ye Fan walked over, squatted down, gently took her hand, looked at it, and asked with a smile: "Is there nothing to do recently, do you have to be a demon?"

On the little fox's puffy face, tears crackled and fell, and he sniffled, probably trying to hold back the tears, but he couldn't help it.

Ye Fan had no choice but to put away his smile and help her stand up, "I knew a little girl about the same age as you before, and she was also frizzy, and she didn't want to stop for a moment. But she should be more painful than you, if it were her, I guess I wouldn't have to pat my ass for nothing. ”

The two sat at a stone table in the courtyard.

The little fox had a wound on his chin, only dared to open his mouth slightly, and asked vaguely, "Master, what is her name?"

Ye Fan said: "Her name is Li Mingyue, she has a little pink padded jacket, she likes to laugh, she likes to walk around, and she also said that she likes me." ”

The little fox whispered again, "What kind of like?"

Ye Fan smiled: "The kind of like that said he wanted to be my bride." ”

The little fox let out an "oh", lowered his head and continued, "Master, do you like her or not?"

Ye Fan nodded.

Will there be a big brother in the world who doesn't like Xiao Mingyue?

Impossible.

The little fox kept his head down and was silent.

Ye Fan then smiled and said: "Actually, the master also likes the little fox very much, no, I should like it very much." ”

The little fox raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashing with fluorescent, and he said in disbelief: "Really?"

Ye Fan touched the little fox's head and affirmed: "It's more true than a pearl." ”

The little fox immediately burst into tears and smiled, wiped the snot and tears from his face, and dangled his feet on the stool with a very pleasant expression.

Ye Fan asked, "How about watching me practice swords?"

The little fox looked dazed, not knowing why he was asking this.

Ye Fan also became puzzled, "You haven't thought about practicing or practicing swords?"

The little fox asked rhetorically, "Master, didn't you say you couldn't teach me something?"

She stood up, her face was radiant, her teeth and claws were dancing, and she suddenly pretended to draw her sword out of the sheath, poked her fingers together, and learned to slash down with an iron knife for a while, and she would also play a set of Wang Ba punches, and she showed off indiscriminately, and said: "I don't have any intention of cultivating, as long as the master can be by my side, it is useless to practice or not, anyway, there is a master who can protect me." ”

Ye Fan's expression was solemn.

In the holy water secret territory, Cui Feng's sword move.

Ye Fan's gods opened the sky.

Lu Pu's big opening and closing.

and Qiao Sandao's fast thunder.

and the scattered moves of Chu Moyun's thunder technique.

If you say that it is god-like, it doesn't even look like it.

But.

Putting aside the shackles of moves, the involvement of spells, and everything only pursues the true meaning of swordsmanship, what kind of situation is it?

Only in the battle between Qianfengling and Chu Mo, Ye Fan faintly felt a hint of the doorway.

Ye Fan asked a question, "Can you see the black-robed man tonight?"

The little fox nodded.

Ye Fan was a little helpless.

This is a great magic power similar to the god of the god and the sun.

The identity of the little fox is really not simple.

Ye Fan asked the second question, "If, I mean, if you have a future in your cultivation, and you feel that someone has bullied you, what will you do?" Let's be honest. ”

The little fox tilted his head and thought for a long time before he hesitated and said, "Let him pay me ten meat buns?"

Turning his head to look at Ye Fan, he seemed to think that ten was a bit much, and quickly changed his words: "Five is enough!"

Ye Fan smiled and asked, "What if it is a very, very excessive bullying, such as that person beating the master half to death?"

The little fox said confidently: "Master is so powerful, it is impossible for someone to be beaten half to death!"

Ye Fan couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, and deliberately asked with a straight face: "If I am poisoned, or framed, my fists are invincible with four hands, and I can't parry, what should you do?"

The little fox drooped his head and hung his head in despair.

Ye Fan asked, "Will you take that person ..... Kill directly?"

The little fox was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hand and said in a panic: "Kill?!Master, I don't even dare to kill a chicken, how can I dare to kill someone?"

Ye Fan just looked at her and didn't speak.

The little fox lowered his head again, thought about it, and said slowly: "But if Master is really beaten to death, I should be very angry......"

It stopped abruptly, and the little fox was silent for a long time.

Ye Fan asked, "Why don't you speak?"

The little fox said aggrievedly: "My jaw hurts." ”

Ye Fan stretched out his hand and rubbed the little fox's chin, comforting him and saying that the wound was not big, it was just a little broken, and he would be able to grow well in two days, nothing serious.

Then he turned his back and leaned against the stone table, looking out at the night sky.

The little fox grabbed the edge of the stone bench with both hands, turned his body around, and lay on Ye Fan's legs, staring at the stars with wide eyes.

Ye Fan asked softly, "Little fox, are you nine years old this year?"

The little fox smiled and said, "I will be ten years old after my birthday in September." ”

Ye Fan rarely said something from the heart to others, "When I was in my hometown before, my family was poor, I had no money to buy books, and I didn't have money to go to school, so I could only sneak out of the window and watch my peers from other families read and write

Tell me that the truth is not only in the book, but also in the words and deeds between people. ”

He stretched out his hand, rubbed the little fox's head, and said with a smile: "Ten years old is a big girl, so you have to read more books and learn more truths." ”

The little fox squinted his eyes and said comfortably: "Master is the truth, I will learn more from Master in the future." ”

Ye Fan smiled and asked, "Then if Master also did something wrong, what would you do?"

The little fox frowned, thought about it very carefully, and shook his head desperately: "Master is such a good person, it is impossible to do something wrong." ”

Then she murmured, "It would be great if everyone in the world could meet Master in the most difficult time, just like me." ”

Ye Fan was speechless.

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There was a touch of fish belly white on the horizon, and the rooster crowed gradually, which also meant that several people were about to set off.

Listening to rumors from the outside world, Song Yi, the sect master of the Eight Extremes, died on the top of his own mountain, and the water purification team did not encounter much resistance, and broke through the sect within a few hours, making the last son for the stable situation in the north.

More than 100 of them escorted Gongsun Che back after thirty miles, and now they are waiting at the post station outside Qiandeng Town. The main means of transportation for the group was the horse-drawn carriage, which pulled more than ten cars in a row, in addition to carrying prisoners, more space was reserved for the etiquette required for this trip to Jiulongling.

The prisoner was covered in blood and his head was silent, and his face could not be seen clearly.

A black and gray robe was shattered, and the wrists and ankles were nailed into vajra-like objects.

In addition to this, the neck was bound by a jet-black rope, and a section of the rope was tied to a talisman in an iron cage.

The ghost was still shackled, and he was imprisoned in a second carriage, in which an official was in charge of daily life. The official smiled and carefully wiped the face of the felon, the towel was soft enough not to hurt the already broken cheek of the ghost cultivator.

"If I catch you and threaten Gongsun Che with you, will it have any effect?" As soon as the iron chain bell sounded, the voice of the ghost cultivator who turned into a human form rang out from the carriage, but the words naturally revealed a casual feeling, as if he had already guessed the answer.

The official who was in charge of taking care of and guarding the ghost cultivator smiled mildly and said sincerely: "Mr. Pei, since it is my turn to take care of you, I am naturally ready to be restrained by you, but as a citizen of the Pure Water Country, when the time comes, I will naturally have to take poison and commit suicide, so as not to embarrass the adults in the court." ”

Ghost Xiu closed his eyes, the cold aura on his body gradually subsided a little, and said softly: "The sun is too shining, help me pull the curtain." ”

The official walked to the side of the ghost cultivator and gently closed the curtain of the carriage window, his fingers unusually stable without a trace of trembling.

Ghost cultivation was already a Seven Realms cultivator a hundred years ago, if it weren't for the fact that he had been expanding his territory in the past few decades, fighting with other ghosts to live and die, he would have entered the Eight Realms long ago.

Rao is like this, the sick tiger still has a lingering power, just look at the cold aura that still lingers around him, you can know that this ghost thing still has terrifying strength.

If it really broke out at this time, I was afraid that this middle-aged official would not have the slightest room for resistance, but he still smiled steadily, and his face was full of composure.

The ghost thing glanced at him with some appreciation, knowing that the other party was afraid that he had already made up his mind, and once he was restrained by himself, he would immediately take poison and commit suicide, but he didn't know where his poison was hidden on his body.