In a previous life, in a distant previous life, there was a little fox named Huahua who escaped from the fairy island.

There is a demonic fox called Poison Flower.

The little fox was safe all his life, until the poisonous flower followed it out of a fairy island lake.

On Xiandao Lake, there is peace.

The waves of the lake are clear, and there are turtles floating under the water, and the turtles become essences, but they forget to practice.

Only the fox there is humane and connected with fairy energy.

Foxes from the island can roam freely and unscrupulously on the surface of the lake without drowning.

The little fox Huahua crossed the lake for thousands of miles and came to another isolated fox school, where another male fox lived, as well as some fairy grasses, strange flowers, and hundreds of insects and ten monsters.

Huahua likes to eat by nature.

One day, Poison Flower took advantage of her weakness and acted.

It just so happened that day that Huahua was the fullest in the warehouse.

When Flowey was full, Poison Flower suddenly appeared behind her, and both of them appeared in their original forms.

The flowers show their original form because the original form is revealed.

And the poisonous flower appeared in its original form because it was convenient to take measures.

The poisonous flower took on the fiery red fur of the fox, which was very beautiful, like a flame, and burst out, illuminating the gray and extremely dull fox.

The poisonous flower spat out a mouthful of poisonous gas on Huahua's face, and when the spit was spitting, the little fox happened to swallow the jujube with a big mouth, so that it was too late to prevent it, and the poison attacked the heart and burrowed into the internal organs.

Poison Flower brings Huahua to the peerless Immortal Island and swears ultimate sovereignty.

It's just because the little fox is the inheritor, the bloodline left by the ancestors of the fairy island.

"Fairy grass and strange flowers, hundreds of insects and ten monsters, turtles and lakes, all obey the ......"

"Look at how incompetent and weak this little fox you respect in your mouth is, and he was only ruined by someone else's small move."

"She can't be called the blood of her ancestors......"

The water turtle retorted: "It is a peerless good fox that I have seen for thousands of years, and no one is cuter than it."

"Huh." Poison Flower carried the corpse of the little fox and laughed.

"It's the bravest fox I've ever seen......"

"A single person has come out of the peerless immortal island, and for thousands of years, there has been no one."

Poison Flower roared angrily: "My Poison Flower also followed her out of the Peerless Immortal Island, why don't you praise me?"

"Because...... It was the first person. ”

"You're just following her."

"When you were on Fairy Lake Island, it treated you as a sister, dear and beloved."

"And you, you've always been conspiring with intrigues."

"Today, you poisoned Hua himself and finally killed Xiao Huahua, you got what you wanted!"

The sound of poisonous flowers pierced for ten miles, and the piercing fox voice was extremely sharp.

"No, I didn't-"

"I won't-"

"I hated her, hated her, and took the place that had always belonged to me."

The old man of the water turtle who was trampled under the sparkling water said, "You go!" What doesn't belong to you won't belong to you. ”

"Anyone who kills Xiaohuahua is no longer welcome here, Xiaohuahua is the inheritor of the peerless Lake Island."

"Terrapeutics, you don't have the right to say that." Hatred and viciousness condensed in the eyes of the poisonous flower fox, as continuous as ice silk drizzle, piercing the heart of the water turtle through the heart, faintly painful.

The turtle continues to breathe shallowly, diving to the bottom with its head that has surfaced to breathe.

Others pretended to ignore it.

They all thought of the cultivation and ability of the poisonous flower together.

It's the killer who killed the last drop of blood of the ancestor!

It can kill Flowey, or it can kill all of them.

Poison Flower has been practicing poison since she was a child, and this is clear to everyone.

I just haven't seen it unfold in front of them yet.

But—since Flowey is dead, she must have died from its poisonous spells.

The air became more and more solemn, and the big guys gradually became silent from whispering to grinding their ears and temples.

Suddenly dispersed and returned to its original position.

He who is a worm continues to be the hundred worms, and he who is the ten beasts continues to walk through the forest to be the ten beasts.

Turtles also continue to lie in ambush on Qianli Lake.

No more little flowers stepped on their foreheads, hard as iron and silver on the shells of turtles.

The old water turtle could no longer have the unique love that Little Flower Flower bestowed on it at this time—the hairy gray and dull fox paws pinched its old face, and it was a sour and self-aware pain.

The peerless lake and sea have lost a master forever.

"Brother Wu, the story you told is not good." The little milk bag shook her head and wagged her tail.

After listening to this story, it was as if a tuft of gray-haired fox tails had grown on her buttocks.

"Little Huahua shouldn't die, it should be a poisonous flower that dies."

Wu Wuqing praised the little milk bag, pressed her little brain swaying back and forth, and said, "Our little milk bag is sensible."

"But...... You don't understand that this kind of ending may be the best for Flowey. ”

The little milk bag was stunned for a long time, and the tears that were as clear as dew were in the corners of her eyes, and she was about to slip away.

"Not good, not at all." The little milk bag decided.

"It's not good, it's not good." Wu Wuqing pressed the little milk bag again, and shook her little head back and forth.

When the little milk bag grows up, it will naturally understand.

A person's ability determines how far it can go. bar

And the little fox Huahua only cares about pleasure, although it does not annihilate the innocent nature and maintain the fox's nature like other foxes like the poisonous flower, but it is doomed to failure.

"Little milk bag understood." The little milk bag and Wu Wuqing are high and low, and they are shining on the streets of the market.

The sun is full of sunshine, and you look back at Baimei with a smile.

"Got what?" Wu Wuqing turned his head and said.

"Little Huahua should learn her skills and become as powerful as Poison Flower, so that she won't be bullied in any way."

"In the end, it won't be ......" Xiao Niangbao was full of tears, and the scene of Xiaohuahua's tragic death was conjured up in her mind.

I fantasize that there is a place called the Peerless Immortal Island, connected to a thousand-mile lake.

"Little milk bag, you ......" Wu Wuqing said, "Hey......"

"Big brother is telling a story, just don't get fascinated."

"Huh?" The little milk bag was dizzy, her eyes blinked twice, she turned her neck to twist her neck, and scratched her ears and cheeks.

The little milk bag is mistaken for real!

At first, I thought it was a story, but in the end, I became a little fox on the peerless fairy island.

"......" The little milk bag has a heavy pace, I don't know if it's because Wu Wuqing told such a torturous story.

A fiery red rock sugar gourd, she didn't have any thoughts, glanced at it, and retracted it at a very fast speed, only buried her head shallowly, and walked forward.

Wu Wuqing only serves as a foil next to the little milk bag and a small torso.

It is even more insignificant, one is like a mountain, and the other is like a small mushroom.

Back in Wufu, the little milk bag actually studied hard.

There is no longer the slightest sense of slackness and distraction.

The tree breeze rinses the mouth, the summer is cool, and from the depths of the courtyard comes the coolness of the ice jian.

All the distant mountains and near-shadows were completely clear, little by little, without diminishing at all.

She didn't want to be like the little fox that her big brother said, and be killed by the enemy.

Moreover...... Those words, referring to Sang scolding Huai, didn't they refer to her little milk bag?

She couldn't react to this, so she was too stupid.

It is really worthy of being the bloodline of Jian Nanxia, Wu Wuqing turned the afterglow, glanced at it coldly, and retracted the afterglow.

After turning around and returning to the house, the burden on one party's shoulders was a little lighter.

He didn't know why he was picking up this burden, he was an outsider, and Jian Nanxia and Xiao Niang's mother were her closest relatives.

Perhaps, considering that neither of them has time to spare time, they don't have time to take care of the little milk bag!

and thought that the little milk bag would be snubbed and ignored, and her young heart naturally couldn't stand it, and it would definitely leave some defects.

He did it himself, just for the sake of consummation.

In the past, as a child like a little milk bag, he had no choice but to become an orphan and take care of himself alone.

Now, he has the ability to shoulder the burden of taking care of one person.

I hope that one day in the future, she will be able to become a complete product and live up to Jian Nanxia's expectations.

He was successful, but he was unable to return.

The person he has been waiting for all his life, that woman, has always been attached to the eyes of others.

Wu Wuqing picked up the sword and paused in the winding corridor, the sunlight was spreading, and it was peerless.

Locate him on a lonely island.

The mountain eagles in the distance of the city and the remnants of the cicadas near the water towers all converged on him in great detail.

Suddenly, the whole world was silent and narrow.

He was the only one left to dominate......

Afraid of one's own shadow.

That sword couldn't resist his gaze as cold as ice, and it was bound to gallop across the field.

One step out, dozens of miles of wind.

The sword has finally been given a new lease of life!

Between the swings and dances of the dragon sword master, it emits a charming sword light, radiant and blurred.

The white robe is like a wave, and the sound of the waves is mighty.

The pace is like a kite, and every step is scraping.

One word, absolutely!

Two words, wonderful!

"......Absolutely beautiful" until someone steps out and comes from above the house.

Dai Qing Beauty, carrying wine and groaning.

"The wind has no trace, and people have hearts."

"The horse has no hooves, and it is like a bamboo."

The profundity is not far away...... Everything in heaven and earth suddenly shrank into a small dot, and there was only one person in his eyes, and that was Dai Qing, the ear-covering bell thief in front of him.

This time, Dai Qing only had one purpose.

"This Qiongyu is very likable, and I am included in it, without exception." Dai Qing said to herself, suddenly her feet fell to the ground, and her white clothes were tied in the dust and the clear light.

The person in front of him was radiant, as if he could shuttle to the end of the vast universe, and he couldn't help but temporarily make Wu Wuqing lose his mind, what is the cultivation?

The tiredness of the wind, the heart depends.

Dai Qing's mind turned into the silence of a peerless lake, and the light smoke on the lake was ethereal.

The illusion is far and near, which makes people's hearts feel refreshed and happy, so that no worldly person can give up this intimate traction like an umbilical cord.

Wu Wuqing, as a person of the world, has already entered the urn.

He was taken by Dai Qing to an aimless beach, and he asked without desire and with a clear conscience.

Qiongyu was eclipsed, and what shone was the crystal clear light sweat in her hands.