The nine-tailed fox actually asked for the dragon soul.

The Fenglong clan was completely angry, and Long Ze walked towards the nine-tailed fox: "Nine-tailed fox, you deceive people too much, do you really think that my Fenglong clan is afraid of you?" Our clan controls the dragon soul, it's a big deal that the fish dies and the net is broken, no one can think about it! ”

The Dragon Clan can control the dragon soul, just like controlling a nuclear bomb, and everyone will die if it explodes.

The nine-tailed fox lowered her claws, and her indifferent eyes were not shocked, she seemed to have made up her mind to have a dragon soul.

In the basin, a large group of the Dragon Clan was furious, they had always felt that they were the benefactors of the Qingqiu Clan, but they didn't expect to be forced into the palace by the Qingqiu Clan now.

"Go back, or the fish will die!" Long Ze was already within ten meters of the nine-tailed fox, his face turned red, his fists clenched, like a mad lion.

The nine-tailed fox was silent, and the rest of the foxes did not move.

Ye Fan felt that the Qingqiu Fox was not afraid of the dragon soul, they just didn't want to destroy the Dragon Clan.

But the Fenglong clan didn't think so, and every villager was angry and was about to punish the Qingqiu fox.

At such a critical moment, a crisp voice suddenly sounded in the basin: "Patriarch, don't be angry, I think the fox is going to kill us, and we will kill it a long time ago, and we won't wait until now." Now we're going to absorb the dragon soul, so the fox has no choice before he does it. ”

It's the sound of incense.

Ye Fan is happy, it is worthy of fragrant fragrance, and he can see it thoroughly.

The many foxes were visibly a little loose, and the old woman looked into the basin in surprise.

Xiangxiang raised her head to the sky and could see the chin of the nine-tailed fox.

"Sister Fox, don't you want to use your hands to grab rice? Do you want to use chopsticks? ”

Xiangxiang asked this question inexplicably, except for Ye Fan, everyone else and the fox were stunned.

Ye Fan couldn't help but smile, and the nine-tailed fox looked down at Xiangxiang and nodded.

Xiangxiang immediately clapped her hands: "What Ye Fan said is really right, this is very easy to do, everyone can use chopsticks." ”

Everyone continued to be confused, but Ye Fan knew that he was chatting with Xiangxiang that night, and the nine-tailed fox was secretly observing.

"Xiangxiang, what are you talking nonsense?" Long Ze scolded unhappily and asked Xiangxiang not to make trouble.

Xiangxiang responded: "Patriarch, we should be equal to the foxes, we can't sit, they kneel, we can't use chopsticks, they use hands." ”

The Fenglong clan was all stunned, they were not fools, they naturally understood what Xiangxiang meant.

What Qingqiu Fox needs is very simple, it is just equality.

The contradiction between the two races is actually very simple, but it has become very complicated over the years.

The key is still in the Dragon Clan, whether they can give up the idea of subduing the Qingqiu Fox.

All eyes converged on Long Ze.

Long Ze was bare-chested, his dark muscles reflected in the sun, he still clenched his fists, his anger was still gone, but he was much calmer.

"Qingqiu Fox, if you are willing to help us expel the Star Sky Guardian, we will naturally not surrender you, don't you understand such a simple truth?" Long Ze asked rhetorically.

Ye Fan's heart jumped, it's over.

Long Ze seemed to have backed down, but in his heart he still didn't think that Qingqiu Fox was equal to him. Asking for favors is excessive, and this behavior has not changed.

In common parlance, emotional intelligence is too low.

Sure enough, the foxes were angry again, and the old woman scolded: "Long Ze, you really don't know what to do, let me tell you, Qingqiu Fox will never help the Fenglong Clan again!" ”

A sentence of low emotional intelligence directly turned this place into a powder keg.

Long Ze didn't know why the Qingqiu fox was suddenly angry, and he didn't think about it, just scare.

"Fight, come!"

The Fenglong clan was aroused and murderous, and they looked like Ye Fan was defeated, but this fight was too stunned.

Ye Fan took advantage of the fact that the little fox who was guarding him was not paying attention, and rushed forward with one step.

He was so badly wounded that he suddenly charged, and although he succeeded, he couldn't keep his balance when he stopped, and he stumbled forward.

The foxes screamed, and Ye Fan hit his head on the nine-tailed fox's buttocks.

The nine-tailed fox didn't expect Ye Fan to come and hit her buttocks, she was maintaining the majesty of the empress, but the nine tails were knocked into a mess, and Ye Fan also hugged her one tail to keep her balanced.

The old fox woman next to her was stunned, what kind of operation is this?

The Fenglong clan was also stunned, and Long Ze frowned and shouted, "Ye Fan, what are you doing?" ”

Ye Fan laughed dryly, and was about to retreat, but was rolled by the fox's tail and thrown directly into the basin.

The nine-tailed fox was furious and threw Ye Fan, an outsider, into the holy land of the Fenglong Clan.

Ye Fan smashed on the hard thing, his skin was scratched, and he opened his mouth and spurted blood.

The surrounding dragon clan exclaimed, asking Ye Fan to hurry down.

Only then did Ye Fan see that he had smashed on the dragon's head. Underneath his ass was the huge dragon soul.

It is obviously the soul of a dragon, but it has a substance, lying in the basin, up to a hundred feet, with shining black scales, and two dragon horns like sharp swords pointing straight to the sky.

Ye Fan was like an ant, sitting on top of an elephant's head.

He secretly sighed that he was unlucky, his cultivation was gone, and it didn't go well for him.

And the faces of the Fenglong clan had changed greatly, and Long Ze actually rushed down: "Ye Fan, you ruined the sacrifice!" ”

"Outsiders are not allowed to enter the basin, it's over, it's over, there's nothing!"

The villagers wailed, and Ye Fan remembered the rules of the Fenglong clan, he did destroy the sacrifice, although not intentionally.

Long Ze was so angry that he wanted to kill someone, but in the end he held back and didn't kill Ye Fan, just took Ye Fan down and threw it aside.

A group of villagers hurried to save the sacrifice, and all knelt down and kowtowed. The altar was lit with a fire, and the food was fragrant.

Thousands of villagers ignored the fox and bowed down reverently.

Above, the foxes did not attack, and the nine-tailed fox seemed to have other plans.

Ye Fan sat in the corner, the corners of his mouth twitching.

Lao Tzu is too embarrassed, right? He looked at the mountain-high dragon soul and was really depressed.

The sacrifice lasted for a long time, and I don't know if it was effective, and both people and foxes looked at the dragon soul.

Long Ze walked up to the altar at this time, cut his wrist and dripped blood, appeasing the dragon soul.

"Fortunately, the dragon soul has not been awakened, the sacrifice should last for a month, if the dragon soul wakes up now, it will definitely be angry."

Long Ze comforted the villagers and said that there was still salvation. The villagers could not, and could only comfort themselves.

However, at this moment, the dragon soul's eyelids moved.

Ye Fan was observing, and he clearly saw that the dragon soul's eyelids moved.

"It's waking up." Ye Fan shouted, and all the villagers scolded: "Don't talk nonsense! ”

Ye Fan pointed to the head of the dragon soul: "I'm really going to wake up, do you want to escape?" ”

The villagers looked over, and sure enough, they saw the dragon soul's eyelids open.

Its huge eyes were revealed, and it was still a little confused, and consciousness was regaining.

The black scales on its body wriggled like a snake crawling, and the dragon's whiskers were cocked at the roots, and its mouth was open to reveal its sharp teeth.

Long Wei began to get angry, and a strong wind blew in the basin.

The change came suddenly, and once the dragon soul awakened, no one could appease it.

The dragon clan was shocked, Long Ze's face turned pale, the dragon soul woke up, and the sacrifice failed!

Fortunately, at this time, the nine-tailed fox fell quickly, and she landed straight in front of the dragon's head, and her nine tails were filled with blue light.

Also a divine beast, the breath of the nine-tailed fox seemed to calm the dragon soul.

The dragon soul doesn't have much spiritual intelligence, after all, it is a soul that has existed for thousands of years, and it should have died out a long time ago.

The Dragon Clan had to sacrifice every year in order to calm the dragon soul for a while. And now, the nine-tailed fox directly calmed the dragon soul.

Above, the old woman said: "The dragon soul has reached its limit, and in order to protect the dragon clan, it refuses to die." Dragon Clan, if you still have a conscience, you should give up the Dragon Soul and let it choose who to entrust the inheritance to! ”

The old woman's voice was very dissatisfied, and at the same time she felt sorry for the dragon soul.

This dragon soul is the last dragon soul of the Fenglong clan, and it is also the hole card of the Fenglong clan.

The Dragon Clan controls it, but in fact, it is used as its own tool, wanting to absorb its inheritance.

However, after so many years, the Dragon Soul still has not handed over the inheritance, and it does not recognize the descendants of the Dragon Clan.

So it dragged on.

"What do you mean? The dragon soul originally belonged to the Fenglong clan, how could I give it up? Long Ze responded sharply and refused to back down.

The old woman sneered: "In the end, your Fenglong clan still doesn't know how to respect and revere. You boast that you can get the Dragon Soul Inheritance and submit the Nine-Tailed Fox. If you are so confident, why do you want to control the dragon soul anymore? Wouldn't it be nice to let it choose for itself? Could it be that you are afraid that it will choose the nine-tailed fox? ”