302 The little fox is the ingots he holds on the tip of his heart

Looking at the man with a beard and a haggard face, the whole person seemed to be immersed in decadence and despair, and the two of them were even more anxious.

Especially this morning, the emperor made a decree, it is said that the Great Chu State that had already submitted to their Northern Night Empire, the new emperor ascended the throne, this new emperor is ambitious, after ascending the throne, the first thing is to gather all the troops, and plan to start a war with their Northern Night Empire.

If it were in the past, they would definitely not be worried, after all, with them, the invincible god of war, what were they afraid of?

It's just now......

Looking at their own prince, who had lost weight in just a few days, Qingyun and the others were even more solemn and worried.

"Lord Wang, you haven't had a good rest for several days, and today you have a rare sleep and woke up, or else, your subordinates will now have someone prepare a bowl of soothing soup for you, so that you can sleep better?"

"Yes, my lord, the Great Chu Kingdom is about to move, and today the emperor has made another decree, tomorrow you will go on an expedition to defeat the Great Chu Kingdom, if you don't take good care of your body......"

Qingyun spoke, and when he said this, he couldn't help but be a little worried.

After all, over the years, his own prince has always been decisive, strategic, and powerful.

Now, because of the nine-tailed fox, his own prince has lost a lot of weight, and his body has become a lot weaker.

On the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, the sword is light and bloody, if his prince arrives on the battlefield, he will be distracted, and the consequences will not be unimaginable.

Compared with the two Qingyun who were full of worries, Mo Junyi just sat quietly on the bed, ignoring the worries of the two people beside him.

Because, at this moment, he is still immersed in the dream just now, and for a while, he has not recovered yet.

Thinking back to the dream just now, it was a dead night, and a girl in white kept running forward, as if behind the girl, poisonous snakes and beasts were chasing her.

He couldn't see the girl's appearance clearly, but he felt that the girl was very familiar and familiar, and it was very important to him.

So, his heart, as if he was being pulled by something, kept chasing the girl.

He didn't know how long he had been chasing, but he finally caught up with the girl and managed to pounce on her.

The girl who threw herself down to him looked at him without blinking a blink, as if she had been greatly frightened, and begged there bitterly.

"Don't, don't, please, let me go, don't ......"

It's just that no matter how hard the girl begged him, he was like a devil who had lost his mind, just kept reaching out and tearing the girl's clothes.

It's just that in the end, the girl who was begging under him suddenly turned into a fluffy little fox.

The little fox has nine fluffy tails, snow-white hair, and delicate and beautiful facial features.

And that little fox is the ingots he holds on the tip of his heart.

Looking at the little fox that suddenly appeared in front of him, he was ecstatic.

It's just that before he could hold his beloved little fox in his arms, the picture changed again.

His little fox suddenly lay on the mud not far away, embarrassed.

He wanted to go over and pick up his little fox, to pet it, to comfort it.

Helplessly, no matter how he ran, he couldn't run to his little fox.

He could only watch from afar as his little fox fell to the ground, like an abandoned child, crying helplessly and fearfully, but he could not do anything......