In the early morning of the second day, Ning Qinghua had already turned around between the mountains and fields outside, and when he returned to Shilongchong, he found that the little girl Cao Xiaoqing was squatting on the side of the sleepy fox Xiaoyin, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she didn't know what she was muttering.

"Girl, what are you doing?"

From the first day the two got along, Ning Qinghua was used to calling Cao Xiaoqing a girl. For this title, the little girl did not have the slightest resistance, but accepted it happily, and was obviously quite satisfied.

"Talk to him!"

Cao Xiaoqing had a natural look on her face, but the trace of cunning in her eyes was very keenly captured by Ning Qinghua.

This little girl, I didn't know what was going on last night, and she didn't sleep in the middle of the night, but she saw the conversation between Ning Qinghua and the fox Xiaoyin. In Ning Qinghua's eyes, fox Xiaoyin was not the slightest difference from ordinary people. Therefore, when no one is around, Ning Qinghua no longer uses divine consciousness to transmit sounds, and Xiaoyin is limited by the throat structure of the beast's body is different from that of humans, although he understands the meaning of human language, but he can't say it verbally.

Last night, the scene that the little girl saw was that the fox Xiaoyin was walking in front very quietly, and Ning Qinghua was nagging in the back. Although the time spent together is not too long, the little girl knows very well that this kind Uncle Ning is definitely not a person who talks a lot on weekdays, how can he talk so much with a fox at this time, although it is far away, the little girl did not hear the specific content, but the fox Xiaoyin's very humane expression and actions in this process fell into the eyes of the little girl one by one.

No doubt. This is a very special super big fox, and it can really understand human language.

So, the next day, Cao Xiaoqing, the little girl, has been wrapping around this fox since she got up in the morning and freshened up, pulling Xiaoyin's ears and nagging endlessly, probably with only one meaning.

If you can understand me. Then wagging your tail quickly!

Xiaoyin has also practiced demon cultivation for more than 200 years, and in the face of such a little girl who is not yet ten years old, she naturally does not want to meet her in general. Moreover. Although this little girl is sensitive, her talent for cultivating the Tao should not be bad, but after all, she is not a member of the Xuanmen. Xiao Yin naturally won't leak her bottom in front of her.

I originally thought that this little girl would get tired of this repetitive game in a short time, but I didn't want Cao Xiaoqing's perseverance to be amazing, from getting up to now, almost an hour has passed, just two sentences, rolling at the root of Xiaoyin's ears over and over again, and there is always a curious look on her face, which makes her cry or laugh.

Seeing Ning Qinghua's figure suddenly appear at the door of the courtyard, Xiao Yin sighed in his heart. He grabbed his ears with his two front paws and buried his head.

Such a hot potato is most suitable to be handed over to someone.

Since this little silver turned on his spiritual intelligence, he has always yawned during the day and was energetic at night. Totally a night owl. Especially in the early morning every day, it was definitely the most important time of his day, and since he came to Shilongchong, the location by the stove in the courtyard was divided into an exclusive territory by him, even if it was Ning Qinghua. If it disturbs his sleep during the day, his face will definitely be long. If it weren't for the fact that he was now completely surpassed by Ning Qinghua in both physical and Taoist ways, otherwise, it is estimated that after disturbing his sleep, he would be able to fight with Ning Qinghua.

"Hehe, if this fox can talk, won't it become a spirit?"

When Ning Qinghua came back last night, he had already noticed the little girl lying behind the bedroom window peeking, but a little girl who was less than ten years old, Ning Qinghua didn't pay much attention to it, and the most important thing was that what she said, to the ears of ordinary people, was completely her own self-talk, and she would never associate it with other aspects, not to mention those meaningless inferences of strange power.

It's a pity that Ning Qinghua misjudged the little girl's temperament and didn't fully understand the child's thoughts. For children, even Cao Xiaoqing, whose mind is not much worse than that of ordinary adults, is more receptive than a real adult when facing this unknown thing.

"I'm a vixen, what's wrong!"

For Ning Qinghua's "slander", Fox Xiaoyin is quite dissatisfied, and he also knows that the title "Fox Spirit" has another meaning in human society, no matter what, Fox Xiaoyin is also a public, and is contemptuously called "Fox Spirit", naturally he is quite unhappy, not only using his divine sense to transmit the voice to the other party, but the expression on his face is even richer.

These changes in fox Xiaoyin naturally fell into the eyes of Cao Xiaoqing, who was observing him carefully. It can only be said that this Xiaoyin completely underestimated the rebellious mind of the little girl in front of him.

"Vixen!"

Before Xiaoyin didn't react at all, Cao Xiaoqing wrapped her two hands around his neck, sticking to the hot fur, and said very proudly.

Fox Xiaoyin didn't expect this little girl to make such an "out-of-line" move, and suddenly stiffened, and her eyes, which were originally a little angry, were full of distress at this moment, staring at Ning Qinghua pitifully.

"Hurry up and get this little girl away for me, I'm annoyed!"

Feeling the impatience and pain in the fox Xiaoyin's words, Ning Qinghua looked like he was watching a good show, but teased the little girl and said: "I heard that fox spirits can become big beauties, let's take a look and see if we can change!" ”

After Ning Qinghua said this, he stepped forward, and looked at it, he really planned to have a full body examination in front of the little girl.

"You, you...... What are you doing? I'm a man! ”

Seeing that Ning Qinghua really had plans to take action, the fox Xiaoyin didn't do it, but the bad guy was also a two-hundred-year-old old-timer, and he was treated as a fox spirit by a little girl, this is not counted, and some people actually want to take advantage of the fire to rob.

At this time, Ning Qinghua didn't pay attention to the fox Xiaoyin's divine sense transmission at all, but smiled with the little girl with a strange face, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to come up and do it.

Seeing that Ning Qinghua is completely a virtue of aiding and abusive, the fox Xiaoyin will naturally not be restrained, it doesn't matter if she is caught by this little girl, if she is really caught by Ning Qinghua, even if she tries her best, I am afraid it will be difficult to break free. When the time comes, is it really in front of this little girl, Ning Qinghua will come to check her gender.

However, Cao Xiaoqing still wrapped his hands around the neck of the fox Xiaoyin, and now if he retreated quickly, he would inevitably bring this little girl to the ground.

With a sweep of the big tail, the little girl was completely circled, compared to ordinary foxes, this little silver's tail is a lot longer, almost equal to half of the entire body length.

was circled by the tail of the fox Xiaoyin and left the ground, the little girl was not afraid at all, but grabbed the tail and shouted loudly.

"Vixen, vixen!"

There is no way to throw away this "pestering spirit" for the time being, seeing that Ning Qinghua is getting closer and closer with a wicked smile, in desperation, Xiaoyin put Cao Xiaoqing's body on his back, and then jumped out of the courtyard from Ning Qinghua's side, panicking like a lost dog.

Until the figure of the fox Xiaoyin and the little girl disappeared into the green of the mountain, there was a laughter like a silver bell.

Perhaps, this little girl has some fate along the way with the path of cultivation!

When Ning Qinghua dredged the meridians of the little girl, he found that although the meridians of the little girl's whole body were weak and small, this toughness was not something that ordinary people could have. You must know that this is a congenital injury brought from the womb, if you are an ordinary person, Ning Qinghua can be sure that even if she can still live like a little girl now, she will definitely not be able to withstand Ning Qinghua's method of clearing the veins. Undoubtedly, the little girl's talent in cultivating the Tao is very good.

On the other hand, the pain in it is not enough to be humane with outsiders, and ordinary people can hardly imagine the pain at all, it is like removing skin and bones, even adults, I am afraid they can't help but faint on the spot. But the little girl has never had any signs of dizziness since the first pulse, and from beginning to end, she gritted her teeth and persevered to the end.

Every time, after Ning Qinghua finished the same vein, he could find that the little girl's fists were clenched too hard, and as a result, the nails of ten fingers were nailed into the palms, and a pair of small hands were dripping with blood. But even so, the little girl's little face, which had been moistened with countless sweats, could still show a hint of a smile, and asked sweetly:

"I'm getting better again, right?"

Indeed, Ning Qinghua had communicated with the little girl before, although this method of channeling the pulse, although it was extremely painful, but it was a real cure for the root cause, as long as he endured it for three months, his body could fully recover.

For three months, once a week for each of them, for a total of thirteen times, and the further it went, the more painful it became.

With such a resolute character, with his talent, if he is a cultivator, he should also have a good appearance.

However, Ning Qinghua has no intention of sheltering his disciples now, and it is impossible for the "Fu Zheng Shen Gang" printed in the sea of knowledge to be passed down to future generations through guò text and paper, so he can only rely on the communication between the mind and the mind to copy this imprint directly into the other party's sea of knowledge.

Ning Qinghua doesn't have this magical power now, so he has no intention of accepting this little girl as a disciple.

Just when Ning Qinghua was thinking about the possible future of this little girl, a familiar electronic ringtone suddenly sounded in the hall.

There is a telephone.

On weekdays in Shilongchong, Ning Qinghua rarely carries his mobile phone with him, and when he is now in such a cultivation, every move will affect the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, so if the mobile phone is carried with him, if Ning Qinghua does not deliberately restrain his momentum, then this satellite signal will not be transmitted to the mobile phone at all, let alone answer the phone.

"Hey, is it Mr. Ning? I'm Su Tiankun! (To be continued)