Alas...... They always let her concentrate on her cultivation.

It seems that entering the ancestral land is the only purpose for which she was born.

Later, she entered, so what, the person she liked couldn't be found, and her sister was waiting for her to go back for the New Year...... He's dead.

The white fox lowered his eyes.

Two large crystals landed on the forepaws.

She quickly flipped her paw over to keep the sisters from seeing.

An unprecedented sense of loneliness permeated her heart.

At this time, she couldn't help but feel a little resentful of her father:

Why sacrifice the fate of one daughter for another?

Why do you always think only about the ancestral land, the ancestral land!

Instead of thinking about whether she was happy or not?

Outside the window, a gust of evening breeze passed by, blowing the leaves of the trees, and the white fox caught a glimpse of a shadow outside, and the air gradually mixed with the faint and distant fragrance of bamboo leaves.

He's coming!

The white fox suddenly jumped a little excitedly.

"Who's out there?!" The second lady was surprised.

Zhu Bo said, "It's me, I'm here to send a bowl of medicinal soup to the little fox." ”

He spoke as slowly as an old man, and added a superfluous sentence: "Clean up her bruises and condition her body." ”

The eldest lady chuckled lightly and whispered to her sister: "Zhubo is really interested in this fox, I haven't heard that he likes small animals so much before, his bamboo forest is empty, and any more cicada will be disgusted by him." ”

When the white fox heard her words, his joy rose again.

"It's coming!"

The second lady went to take the bowl of medicine, deliberately moving left and right, blocking Zhubo's sight, and forcibly blocking the eyes of a couple looking at each other.

She was afraid that Zhubo would take the opportunity to take the little fox away.

Zhu Bo had no choice but to give up this idea and told her to let the white fox drink it while it was hot.

He was afraid that the white fox would be embarrassed, so he specially reminded her: In fact, there is no need to feed her, just let her drink it herself.

Hearing this, the white fox looked away a little embarrassed.

"It's really very attentive."

Wait until the sound of the soles of Zhubo's shoes rubbing against the ground is far away from here, and the second lady said.

She rested the medicine bowl on her foot, and also tied a handkerchief to the white fox very thoughtfully to prevent her from getting dirty in the process of licking the medicinal juice.

The white fox couldn't refuse her enthusiasm, so he could only accept it.

The tip of her tongue touched the slightly hot medicinal juice, and she was obviously stunned for a moment.

…… It's actually sweet?!

Where is this medicinal soup that consolidates the curative effect, it is clearly a bowl of carefully boiled fruit sweet soup! He also extravagantly painted it with a layer of blinding, making the two sisters think that it was indeed a bitter medicine.

How can he be like this......

Enemy!

The white fox was even more ashamed, but his heart was very useful.

The second lady brought a candied fruit box like a treasure, and the four-colored fruits in it were spread out and prepared for the white fox, for fear that this bowl of "medicine" would make it bitter.

Seeing the white fox slowly licking and eating in small bites, the second lady was very uncomfortable, thinking that the little fox was sensible, and felt that drinking medicine was simply the most cruel torture!

As everyone knows, what people eat is the delicious food cooked by the lover himself.

Don't you want her to taste it?

……

After serving the white fox to drink the "medicine", the second lady wanted to feed her the candied fruit, but the white fox had already let the bowl of sweet soup go, how could she still eat this?

She shook her head desperately, but the second lady could only give up, poured some water and fed her, saying that it was too tasteful.

The white fox was very grateful, she rolled her eyes, and performed two tricks for the two of them:

One is to become more and more proficient in flattering eyes;

The second is to lick the claws.

Makes the sisters laugh.

……

It's getting late.

It's time to turn off the lights and rest.

The sisters originally dreamed of having a night talk to regain their lost childhood.

But before they could say a few words, they felt more and more sleepy, and their eyelids fought, as if countless people were whispering in their ears, urging them to fall asleep quickly......

Bamboo shadows swaying outside the window.

Behind the rockery is the figure of a scribe in a long robe.

He closed his eyes in confusion, and suddenly his face changed!

"Dream Demon?!"

"No, no......"

Zhu Bo said in his heart, "The Dream Demon died five hundred years ago, and the battlefield is outside today's Shaoyang City, maybe someone has got his inheritance......"

Now, the Dream Demon Descendant has entered this room, and there are not only the two descendants of his best friend, but also Zi Yao, whom he has in mind.

The other party has hypnotized the two sisters and doesn't know what exactly they want to do.

is reasonable, and Zhubo has no reason to back down.

He had to go on.

Not only is he going, but he also plans to call a helper, who is the dog spirit who has been protecting the Deng Mansion all along. The strange thing is that Zhu Bo called a lot of sounds, but he didn't get a response from the dog spirit.

Indoors, the sisters made a nest for the white fox on their feet.

Although the white fox has no mana, her previous knowledge is still there, and as soon as the black smoke comes in, she can see the origin:

It's a ghost.

There are at least 500 years of ghosts!

As long as you inhale a few more people's yang energy, you can be promoted to the ghost king!

Naturally, it was Yang Fengqing.

Yang Fengqing had already followed the spell taught by her mother, got rid of the dog spirit guarding the outer door, and then touched Miss Deng's room.

When she saw that there was a girl in the green gauze tent, she was a little puzzled, and was about to take a closer look, when she found a white fox baring her teeth in front of the bed!

A gust of wind passed, and the bamboo leaves were rustling.

A scribe appeared out of thin air beside the white fox!

He stood in front of the white fox, and the bamboo leaves were his weapons, with sharp edges and floating in the air.

"Demon Clan?" Yang Fengqing frowned.

"Where are you the ghost king, what are you doing here?"

Zhu Bo stroked the flute in his sleeve, his eyebrows were awe-inspiring, and he had a big posture of starting a fight if he didn't agree with him.

This made the white fox a little stunned.

She had the impression that Zhubo had a very gentle personality and was not warlike.

She then thought that his change might be related to herself, and her heart suddenly became a little sweet.

However, ghosts and demons are not in the same system.

Zhubo has been meditating for more than a thousand years, and it seems that he has an advantage, but this female ghost has been inherited by the dream demon, and he knows that it is not easy to deal with. What's worse is that Zhu Bo's cultivation went wrong a few days ago, and the flute that was a natal spiritual weapon was seriously damaged.

He is unaffected by his actions against enemies who possess entities.

However, the spiritual attack that can work against ghosts can't be used now!

So he behaved like this, in fact, he was scaring Yang Fengqing, hoping to deceive her this time and fight again in the future.

He was well dressed.

Yang Fengqing is not a fool.

She once found some fragments of ancient books, and learned several magical powers from them, one of which was a detection type of magical ability told her:

The male demon in front of her, strong on the outside and on the inside, is not her opponent!

And the white-haired fox he was protecting was even more unbearable.

has no mana at all, what can you be arrogant with her?

Yang Fengqing smiled contemptuously.

"Just the two of you, trying to stop me?"

Zhu Bo said: "What exactly do you want to do?" ”

If she came for Ziyao, if she fought hard, the worst would be to blow up the demon pill, he wouldn't believe that he wouldn't be able to hurt her!

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