Chapter VII
My eyes rolled, and I smiled: "My name is Feiyan, and my house is under the old locust tree in the east of Fox Village." ”
Seeing that I had a nose and eyes to say, the man in the green shirt seemed to believe it.
Seeing the two plague gods heading downstream, I turned around and left.
Walk faster and faster, and then gradually run.
Hum.
Am I that easy to deceive?
I've heard Fei Yan describe Jun Shou's appearance more than once.
The face is handsome, like a heavenly person, gentle temperament, and he smiles at everyone, and he is very liked by the beautiful foxes in Qingqiu.
actually said that he was a mockery of the dragon clan. I guess that blue-robed man is, right?
The dragons are arrogant and bad-tempered, who doesn't know?
Bullying me, hasn't this mountain village fox seen the world?
Dare to lie to me? Then you can also taste what it is like to be deceived.
I hated that I looked away at first.
I actually thought that the man was here to ask for a kiss.
It is said that the IQ of the fox in spring is zero, but now it is summer!
Shame on you.
Thankfully, no one saw it.
I ran all the way, and soon I saw the huge crooked-necked persimmon tree at the entrance of the fox village.
The green leaves look like a layer of wax and look bright in the sun.
There were stone tables and stools under the tree, and Fei Yan was sitting there, with her head down, tinkering with something. Opposite sat a woman in a red robe, with her arms propped up on the stone table, her head leaning in front of Concubine Yan and talking about something.
On the table is a dustpan for needlework.
It seems that Fei Yan is learning to be a female celebrity again.
This is the favorite thing for the girls in Fox Village to do recently, and it is said that all the girls in the world learn this.
I stood up and brushed the hair from my body, then turned into a human form and walked over.
"What are you doing?"
I walked up behind Feiyan and asked.
Fei Yan was so frightened that she looked back and saw that it was me, and she was very annoyed.
"Dead fairy, you're scared to death!"
"What is this?"
I looked curiously at the stone bowl in Fei Yan's hand.
There was some red slimy stuff in the bowl, and Fei Yan was holding a thin brush and dipped the red thing in her left hand and drawing something on the tiger's mouth, which looked like a butterfly. Frightened by me, the butterfly's whiskers fell crooked.
Fei Yan turned her head angrily and ignored me.
"It's Chixia."
The red-robed woman opposite Fei Yan raised her head and said to me.
That's when I saw her clearly.
It turned out to be Feng Eleven!
It is the eleven girls in the mouths of the crushed-mouthed civet cats, and the beauties that can be counted within a radius of five hundred miles around the fox village.
I'll look at the stone bowl in Fei Yan's hand again.
This bowl looks disgusting, isn't it Chixia?
There are clouds in the "Fox Book": there are mountains in Qingqiu, 80,000 zhang high, and they are almost the same as the sky. There is red grass on the mountain, the color is like a red cloud, and there is a fox to take its juice to stain the hair, then it will not retreat for many years, as if it is natural.
It's a red glow.
It turns out that Chixia looks like this!