I secretly regret my recklessness just now, and I should get rid of it quietly, instead of coming openly.

In her opinion, this fox can't be kept, and sooner or later it will make the master lose his mind and affect the Dao heart.

Good morning!

"Brute?" With a slight movement of Ling Huatian's fingers, the little fox of Bai Chen in the distance automatically flew into his pocket.

His hand once again caressed the fox's fur lovingly, soothing her frightened little heart.

Bai Chen shrunk his neck, and his slender eyes stared at the jealous Dream Lotus.

Try it out, the best is yet to come!

The Dream Lotus has already revealed her murderous intent, and she will have to be more careful in the future.

"Think about the cliff, five years." After Ling Huatian put down these words, he turned around and left, without looking at the big apprentice again.

Hua Menglian covered his neck and didn't dare to say a word, because he knew that the master was really angry.

If you complain again, it may not be as simple as thinking about the cliff.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at Ling Huatian's distant back with resentful eyes.

I secretly swore in my heart that the old lady would have to skin the broken fox sooner or later.

Hua Menglian's gaze frightened the child Qu Jing shrunk her neck, and suddenly felt that she was terrible, terrible

hurriedly got into his cave, for fear that the senior sister would stop him.

After returning to the cave, Qu Jing curled up on the stone bed with palpitations, both frightened and relieved.

What I'm afraid of is that the senior sister is so powerful, she looks like a beautiful woman, but she actually has strong strength.

For this kind of strength, he yearns for it, hoping that one day, he will be so powerful.

Thankfully, at least the little fox didn't die.

After all, the dream lotus is a god power, and the pain of the severed finger can still be endured, although it hurts, but she is stunned and does not say a word.

But as a beautiful woman with a disability, it's not okay.

Thinking that she would never dare to light up her ugly fingers from now on, the resentment in Hua Menglian's heart became even stronger.

I don't know if I can pick it up, right? I don't know if that finger was swallowed by a beast?

It's a pity that she spread out her consciousness and searched for a long time, but she didn't find the whereabouts of half of her finger.

After Ling Huatian returned to the cave mansion, he threw Bai Chen on the cushion, his face was very serious, and he looked very angry.

"You possessed the fox, did your habits change? I actually learned to bite. ”

Bai Chen drooped his head, turned in one direction, and faced him with his buttocks, ignoring him at all.

One moment he thinks of himself as a vixen, and the next he thinks of himself as an apprentice.

Speechless.

"You still have a temper?" Ling Huatian actually thought that such a little fox was very cute, and pulled her into his pocket again, stroking her soft fur.

Then he persuaded bitterly, "Your senior sister is just straight-hearted, and she has no head or brain, but she has a good heart and has no ill will towards you."

Don't do that in the future.

She doesn't know that you are her junior sister, if she knows, she may not be able to hurt you. ”

For such words, Bai Chen could only say twice in her heart, her heart is good, maybe the sows have to go up the tree.

There is no one in the world who has such a 'good' heart.

'Maybe how it hurts you', this sentence is so ironic.

In the heart of this perverted master, his two apprentices are actually very close to each other, and the eldest apprentice loves the younger apprentice very much.

No, Hua Menglian's ugly face, he must tear her apart in front of the scum master.

In the afternoon of the same day, Hua Menglian packed up and went to Siguo Cliff, and when she left, she shouted a few times at the entrance of the cave, but Ling Huatian pretended not to hear.

Hua Menglian left crying.

For monks, five years is just a snap of a finger.

Some great powers are practiced with their eyes closed, and they are open for more than five years.

Therefore, Ling Huatian punished her for five years of facing the wall, which was actually the lightest punishment.

But these five years are very different for Qujing.

The first five years of his arrival at Nancangzong were the transition period from childhood to teenager, and these years were crucial for him.

Bai Chen planned to make good use of the past few years to cultivate a relationship with him, accompany him to grow up, and teach him in many ways.

However, as soon as Hua Menglian's front foot left, some sect bigwigs came to Ethereal Peak on the back foot.

Normally, they don't dare to come, but today they have the courage to come.

What are they here for? Of course, I heard about their ancestor and raised a fox spirit.

These bigwigs are all strong people above the Yuan Baby, and they are all over a thousand years old.

But compared with Ling Huatian, who is more than 10,000 years old, he is still a child.

The bigwigs knelt in a circle at the entrance of Ling Huatian's cave, all of them drooping their heads, as if they had done something wrong.

But in fact, they didn't do anything wrong, but persuaded their ancestors to stop raising fox spirits.

The fox spirit will make people lose their minds and affect the Dao heart.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no sect leader in the plot to make trouble, even if these guys later knew that their ancestor had raised another fox, no one would shout about it!

Bai Chen tilted his head and thought, then, these guys were all invited by Huamenglian.

It's just because she hurt her fingers, and because the master punished her, that she wants to use the power of the sect to eliminate the fox she hates.

Ling Hua's face was red for a while, white for a while, and he really wanted to go out of the cave to shoot them to death.

These little kids, who dare to take care of their great-great-great-great-ancestors, are simply looking for death.

Some of the disciples and grandchildren even cried bitterly, saying something, please know that the ancestor is lost, and please stop being obsessed.

It's better to raise a fox spirit than to think of a well-behaved rabbit spirit, or a goat spirit.

It was very annoying for the disciples and grandchildren to make noise at the entrance of the cave all the time, but it was impossible for Ling Huatian to really shoot them to death, so later, he simply ignored them.

But Na Cheng thought that they actually knelt for a day and a night, which meant that if the ancestor came up with an explanation, they would not get up.

Ling Huatian didn't have a choice, and finally walked out with the little fox Bai Chen in his arms.

When the disciples and grandchildren saw that their ancestors had finally come out, they cried even louder.

"Ancestor! You've finally come out, don't raise a fox anymore! The vixen is a scourge! ”

"Yes! Ancestor, you really want to have a pet, I have a chick eagle here, and I will give it to you with pain.

When it progresses, it can become your mount. ”

"Ancestor, if you can't bear to kill her, send her back to Demon Fog Mountain."

"I think, it's better to kill it, this kind of charming thing, what should I do if I find it in a way to repay my kindness after it transforms into a form in the future, and charm our ancestor again?"

"In this case, I have to kill it."

"The golden fox has a nice tail and can be used as a cloak collar in winter."

The more the disciples and grandchildren talked, the more outrageous they became, talking about various treatment plans, most of which were to kill the fox.

The more Ling Huatian listened, the more wrong it became, and the cold air emanating from his body made a large group of disciples shiver a few times.

The voices in the back became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared, and they all closed their mouths, and they all lowered their heads, lowering their sense of existence.

At the critical moment, the sect master had to come out, and after the whole audience was quiet, the sect master was shy, glanced at his ancestor with a wet face, and then lowered his head.

"Ancestor, you, the fox you raised, can you hand it over to your disciple?"

Under normal circumstances, the suzerain of a sect is served by the Yuanying monk, and the strong people after the transformation of the gods must put down their mundane affairs and devote themselves to the Tao.

Nancangzong is no exception.

The sect master's name is Kong Qing, a Yuanying Great Perfection monk, more than 2,300 years old, and he is expected to turn into a god, and he has served as the role of the sect master for a thousand years.

He is a shrewd person, dedicated to the sect, and dutiful.

He was extremely tall and majestic, and his aura was so powerful that when ordinary disciples saw him, they didn't dare to come out.

But when he was in front of the ancestor, he had no aura at all, and when he spoke, his eyes only dared to look at the ground, and he didn't dare to look at his old man.

Ling Huatian snorted coldly and hugged the fox in his hand tighter, as if he was afraid of being robbed.

"Handed over to you? What kind of things do you need to take care of?

Roll out to the deity. ”

Why does the entire sect know about raising foxes by yourself?

Ling Huatian was very puzzled for a while, and after thinking for a while, of course he attributed this matter to the eldest apprentice.

I was even more dissatisfied with her in my heart.

"Ancestor, you, have you forgotten the lessons of the past? You can rest assured that the disciple will not kill it, but send her back to where she is supposed to be.

In order to prevent it from getting it back, the disciple will erase her memory. The Sect Master continued to plead with a shy face.

"Ancestor, you must think twice!" Elder Min also mustered up the courage to plead, "The fox is sexually sexual, and raising it will corrupt the atmosphere of the Nancang Sect for tens of thousands of years. ”

Elder Min is the peak master of the Medicine King Peak, with the appearance of a middle-aged person, he is already a powerhouse in the middle stage of the Transformation Spirit, he is relatively old, he is more than six thousand years old, and he is a seventh-grade alchemist.

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