Remembering a year ago, she casually said that she wanted a shuttlecock with bird feathers, this person disappeared for three days, and when she came back, she was holding the shuttlecock with bird feathers in her hand.

Later, I heard from the master that in these three days, the animals in the entire valley were looted by him, and that was the real chicken, flying and dog jumping, compared to her usual stubbornness, she only refused to let go, so frightened that she would never dare to make any jokes with him in the future.

With a light smile, Lan Junyao's eyes were fixed on the claws of the red fox. There, there was a small hairy head that poked out restlessly from under the palm of the red fox, and the little pink tongue licked the red fox's face, it seemed that it should have been just born, and every move was cute. The red fox looked at the little guy in his arms, and then at the fierce giant tiger beside him, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"This is the Flame Fox, and this fox is also famous, usually unruly, but when it gives birth, it is very weak. Looking at this situation, it should be injured by a giant tiger after childbirth. "Carefree looked at the animals on the ground indifferently, there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, the law of survival in this world is like this, the law of survival is the strong.

The smile on Lan Junyao's face was slightly restricted, and from this fox's body, she seemed to see the shadow of her master. Although Master is a big man, his face is extremely beautiful. Once, when he was greedy for play, he broke his arm, and in order to let himself remember the lesson, the master deliberately did not use anesthetic when he healed himself.

Seeing that he was screaming in pain, cold sweat broke out on Master's distressed forehead. I was ignorant at the time, and I was angry that the master tossed me, even though the pain had been reduced a lot, and deliberately kept sobbing and accommodating. The face of this flaming fox seemed to coincide with Master's, and the faces of both revealed the same sorrow.

Lan Junyao straightened up from Wu Wu's arms, floated up, and landed between the giant tiger and the flame fox, looking at the greedy tiger in front of him, exuding a cold aura all over his body. With his hands up, he shot at the tiger in the distance.

The giant tiger felt a pain in his heart, and with a "whoop", his claws pounced forward, and the sound of breaking the air sounded, and the huge body of the giant tiger fell to the ground with a bang, and the tiger's eyes showed its unwillingness.

"You girl, you went down without saying a word, what if you were hurt by that tiger, it's really worrying. Carefree raised his hand slowly put down, standing quietly beside Lan Junyao, looking at her helplessly.

Lan Junyao smiled softly at the latter, "I know that Brother Wuwu will protect me." ”

Although the threat in front of him was eliminated, the wariness in the old fox's eyes became more obvious. The two people standing in front of them could kill the giant tiger before with a wave of their hands, but they were afraid that the threat of these two people would be greater, and they glanced at the little fox in their arms, and the breath of the old fox was even more unstable, and there was a humanized expression of fear and bitterness in the eyes of the fox.

"Don't worry, we have no ill will towards you, if you can trust me, I can help you take care of the young child in your arms. They all say that foxes are psychic, and I'm sure you will understand what I'm saying. Lan Junyao's words were cold, and her dark eyes stared at the flaming red fox on the ground without blinking.

The red fox was extremely spiritual, and after listening to Lan Junyao's words, a pair of small eyes swept over the two people in front of him, as if he was thinking about the reliability of the words of the person in front of him. Looking at the little fox in his arms, the look in the old fox's eyes gradually dissipated, licked the red hair on the little fox's body, and finally let go of his claws.

In the reluctant gaze of the old fox, Lan Junyao stepped forward and picked up the little fox. Gently brushed the hair from its head. Feeling Lan Junyao's intimacy, the little fox stretched out his little tongue and licked Lan Junyao's hand one by one. The old fox looked at the scene in front of him, and there seemed to be tears in the fox's eyes. After a long time, the old fox let out a terrible roar, and there was no longer any breath.

Lan Junyao looked at the old fox on the ground who was caring for her son, and a sigh overflowed. "Brother Sanssoucian, shall we bury it?"

"It's all up to you. Worry-free could feel the kind of sadness diffused on Lan Junyao's body, although he didn't know where this sadness came from, he didn't want this feeling to appear on her.

Seeing the old fox being buried, even the little fox who didn't know the world seemed to understand a trace of sadness. took Lan Junyao's hand and pulled her to a cave.

Looking at the well-stocked nest in front of her, Lan Junyao guessed that it was the old nest of the flaming red fox. When he arrived in the cave, the little fox opened his mouth and tossed around his treasure, and finally held a turquoise bead in Lan Junyao's palm.

In this slightly dark cave, this bead emits a faint green light, and it is placed in the palm of the hand to generate warmth. With just one glance, Lan Junyao fell in love with this bead.

Picking up the little fox and kissing it on the little fox's face, its two slender fox eyes immediately narrowed humanely. Seeing the carefree remorse on the side, he wished that he had let the tiger eat it just now, and glanced at this colored fox with cold eyes.

The feelings about modern times are gradually replaced by the one here, Lan Junyao is afraid that one day even the master will disappear with this trend, over the years, in addition to learning everything the little old man taught her, she desperately practiced the craft that the master taught her, just to prevent her forgetfulness through this method.

"Stinky fox, you're stealing my drunken chicken again! There's a kind of you don't run, when I catch you, I must pull your skin off." An old man looked at the medicine cabinet he had opened in distress, his hands hanging to the side and trembling, his face could not hide his anger.

The process of making this drunken flower chicken is extremely complicated, but he has been with his little apprentice for a long time, and only then has such a drunken flower chicken, he is reluctant to eat it all at once, so he hides this chicken in the innermost part of his medicine cabinet, but he didn't expect to enter the little beast's alone today.

The old man of Nanshan had a painful expression on his face, no, this is her little fox who stole her own things, and she must pay one for herself. As soon as he said go, the old man Nanshan turned around and walked out of the pharmacy and strode forward.

"Little girl, today the master is reasoning with you, that little beast stole my drunken chicken, as the master, do you want to pay me one. The old man Nanshan looked at the woman in front of him, with a reasonable expression, and now he was going to have a long time in pain.

"Hongling, you're naughty again. As she spoke, Lan Junyao flicked lightly on the little fox's forehead and got up from the recliner. A pair of big eyes looked at the old man in front of him with a smile.

"Little old man, there is a wrong, there is a debtor, Hongling eats your chicken, then you will find Hongling to compensate. Hearing the master's words, the little fox looked at the old man of Nanshan proudly, and on his palm-sized face, his expression was very similar to that of the woman beside him.