Liu Ying asked suspiciously: "What spirit fox, no, what mission?" ”

"Since you are going to take the elixir of my fox sooner or later, why should I tell you?" The purple eagle stubbornly twisted its head to the side, hoping that Mo Yan would come to its rescue soon.

"Hmph." Liu Ying chuckled.

At the moment, he didn't know the specific method of taking out the spirit pill from the spirit fox's body.

"Say, as long as I promise you to complete your mission, you will give me the elixir, okay?" Liu Ying really didn't have any other way, and he didn't think so much about how to take out the spirit pill from the living spirit fox when he caught the spirit fox.

The purple eagle had a plan, and the fox's eyes that glowed with a faint purple bouquet were swirling, reflecting the snowy skin.

At this moment, there was a sound of wind from outside the house.

This made Liu Ying have to hurry up and act, "Let's go!" You can't stay here for long. ”

Liu Ying hugged the little fox that had been fed cartilage, jumped up, and flew beyond the high wall. It seems that the person is coming.

Pouring water reached the dilapidated thatched hut with his feet, and as soon as he pushed the door open, he smelled a fox smell, but there was no trace of a little fox on the mountain of golden straw that filled the house.

He's late! He clenched his fists in hatred, blaming Mo Yan for not taking good care of the Purple Shadow Eagle.

The wind in white rose, the sword light came out of the sheath, and he swore that he would peel off the thief who had robbed the little fox. He pursued Moshe relentlessly, following the breath of the little fox in the wind, and continued to chase without stopping.

Liu Ying dressed up in disguise, dressed up as a vendor, and dyed the little fox black so that the person chasing him would not notice.

A jujube red pill called "cartilage powder" is turning over the river and the sea in the stomach of the little fox, and the medicinal effect occurs, because he has not eaten for half a day, the little fox's eyes are slightly narrowed, and he falls asleep again, and the nightmare is repeated, and he cannot rest.

The market is full of traffic and overcrowded.

The swaying purple glass wind chimes, the fiery red dahlias, the aromas of all kinds of flavors fill the nose, the red and bright sugar gourd strings, walking the streets and alleys, and the fortune tellers holding high flags for people, everything is dazzling.

The white clothes walked through it, and they were squeezed to the air, but they did not find the shadow of half of the fox.

At this time, the pouring water was in a hurry, and the heart was inexplicably popping and beating. ，

"Okay, if you hide in Tibet, I'll fight you to the end." Pour Shui Ran casually picked up a cup of tea in front of the shop, drank it all, and entered an inn in front of him, his eyebrows were angry, and his face was red, "I don't believe it, where can you hide." ”

Entered the inn, went out of the inn, entered the Qianyi Pavilion, went out of the Qianyi Pavilion, entered the Qinglou and went out of the Qinglou, but it was ...... To no avail.

Tired and sweaty, the white clothes wet a layer of tulle inside, crystal clear, clearly setting off the man's collarbone thin and distinct, sharp into the eyes.

A round old bustard dressed in colorful clothes walked lightly, shaking a fan, a small red cloud paved with rouge on one side of his big face, and the black and shiny hair in front of the brain door hung down into the shape of a bunch of peony flowers, not to mention any strange taste, anyway, all kinds of messy things were superimposed on each other, nondescript.

The round buttocks swayed left and right, facing him, but a faint fragrance floated, driving the orchids blooming on both sides of the stairs, which was particularly refreshing.

The old bustard could only see this beautiful man who was leaning on the top of the stairs with a slightly crooked body, faintly haunted by the light gauze curtain swaying in the wind, slightly squinting his deep eyes like a crescent moon, his body and limbs were enchanting, and the tulle was lightly entangled, as if everything was soaked in the fairyland of Yaochi, and there was a mist of warm jade smoke in the blue field around him.

After waiting for a long time, he saw that the water was unsuccessful, so he removed the pink and emerald green light veil thrown by the women in the green building, and went down to the Youyue Building non-stop.

The bustard's protruding mouth was like a matchmaker mole as round as a moon plate, driving the wrist of the emerald bell into the ear, shaking the wind clear, staring and soulless: "Beautiful man, come back another day when you are free~"

Suddenly, the little fox jumped down and got out of the bustard's round belly.

It turned out that this old bustard was pretended to be Liu Ying, and Zi Youdiao couldn't help but sigh, this Liu Ying is even more aunt and grandmother than her Linghu Gu Ancestor!

Liu Ying smiled, exhausted, returned to the attic of the second room on the second floor of the Qinglou, and unloaded all the weapons.

Liu Ying pretended to be a vendor selling black foxes halfway, and now she pretended to be a flirtatious old bustard, which made the little fox Zi Youdiao sigh and said anxiously, I really don't know if this Liu Ying is pretending to be a ghost, pretending to be a ghost to avoid the tracking of the pouring water, whether she is tired or not!

After Liu Ying was dumped all the way from the market to the Qinglou, she sighed angrily: "That person has finally stopped!"

Finally a hanging heart relaxed, Liu Ying simply got bold and fell asleep on the bed.

The little fox who was thrown on the ground slowly used mana to disperse the medicinal properties of cartilage powder, seeing that this Liu Ying finally took off her guard, the fox couldn't help grinning, waved the pink and tender fox paws, and then trotted all the way to the door, but ...... But the door was latched. couldn't help but make the little fox wave his fox paws again, wanting to pounce on this Liu Ying's face, scratching it to pieces.

At the moment, there is only one way - and that is to get the little fox to regain his human form.

The little fox, who turned into a girl in the form of a human, picked up a piece of white cloth on the ground and rushed out of the door, and the sons who came to the Qinglou chased all the way behind him, making the little fox exhausted, and finally "got to the head".

The little fox's hands and feet trembled, the wind stirred the white clothes, and the man in front of her was not the most ...... Most...... The last person you want to see? It turned out to be the guy who poured water!!

The little fox's round eyes widened, and its pupils trembled, and now it had to switch from one clutch to another.

"Purple Eagle Eagle, is that you?" Pouring water asked, the clothes were fluttering, the white clothes were better than the snow, the voice was gentle, sweet and greasy like a sweet spring.

Those "greedy" girls who were transformed into human forms were fascinated by all kinds of meat and vegetables, and they could only watch from a distance and not play with them.

In broad daylight, I saw that the white-clothed son in their eyes picked up the "prodigal girl" who was only close to a batch of white cloths and disheveled in the eyes of everyone, and then stepped on the snow without a trace and went west.

The little fox's bare place, the flesh skin is "smooth", and even if he is also a man, he can't be "spared", and the little fox watched him drool like this...... Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration, and the pervert who poured water was unexpectedly pounced on by the hot fox's paws, and directly scratched his skin and flesh.

"Wow......" The sharp tail of the watery eyes narrowed into a light slit, and when he reached out and touched it, a drop of blood scorched his skin, "My face ......"

This little fox actually disfigured him! It's so hateful! Simply unforgivable, unforgivable......

The little fox saw that the cold light in Shui Ran's eyes was becoming more and more concentrated, comparable to a sword, and soon forced her to show her original fox form.

"You're so bad, it's hard for me not to suspect that you're not her." Dumping Shui Ran hugged the little fox in his arms, like a father, and jumped down to a legendary dumping mansion.

This is the first time that the Purple Eagle has come here, and it is really one of the best courtyards in the city.

Seeing that the little fox didn't listen to his words, he felt itchy hatred in his heart.

Stepping towards the inner courtyard, he threw the little fox into his bedroom, poured water out, and washed his face in front of the water tank.

"Son, you're back!" Chen Daifa was very overjoyed, their family was reunited, whether it was the city of the world or the water, and now they all returned to him one by one. She was very pleased with God's arrangement.

Chen Daifa, the mother of the Qinglian brocade, has a locust hairpin in her hair, looking a lot older.

The locust hairpin, which exudes a unique fragrance in the secluded courtyard, was begged by his father in the mountain temple to avoid evil spirits.

After the maid Qingzhu dried the young master's face, the family sat down to eat together.

On the round table, instead of the big fish and meat of the past, it was replaced by a relatively simple meal, a plate of eggs, a plate of tofu soup, and freshly baked rabbit meat.

"A few days ago, I dismissed some of my family members and maids...... Alas...... Shui Ran, since you have come back from Longyu Pavilion, then stay at home and inherit the family business, Shicheng, you have to restrain your temperament, dance less with swords and swords, and assist your second brother in the affairs of Qianzhuang and Mazhuang. ”

Tian Kaiyuan's eyes gestured to the city, and then the city asked, "Second brother, do you remember?"

"Remember...... Remembered. Dumping Shui Ran replied, wearing a white dress without changing, in the eyes of everyone, he is still Dumping Shui Ran, he is still the swordsman of the year, the second brother of the year, and the good son of the year.

That's right, he remembered, remembered that he was the second son of the Qing family, and he was the former swordsman of Shucheng.

Allure Shicheng smiled slightly, just like his second brother, quietly guarding the fragrant and steaming roast rabbit meat in front of him, bowed his head and said, "That's good."

Dumping Shui Ran chased Liu Ying all the way, and the empty stomach that turned over the river and the sea naturally couldn't hold it, his throat squirmed twice, and his saliva gurgled twice.

"Come, son, eat." Chen Daifa moved the chopsticks and pulled them hard, and pinched a piece of rabbit leg to Shui Ran.

Dumping Shui Ran took it unceremoniously, and seeing the second brother gobbling it up like this, Dumping City was also relieved...... He couldn't help but slowly stretch out his hand and pinched his thigh, it was painful, this was really not a dream.

"Second brother, after eating, let's go to the back mountain to let off steam!" Alluring City was overjoyed.

Poured water and swallowed a piece of rabbit meat, put down the chopsticks, and hesitated: "Hmm."