There is a ban on Qingfeng Mountain, it is forbidden for Edgeworth to fly, and when you go down the mountain, you will enter the red dust, and everything you do will no longer be hindered in any way.

On the sword.

The white fox hung on the young man's chest, his two front paws grabbed the young man's shoulders, and the hind paws stepped on his waist, the hair on his body was messy by the wind, and his small body shook in the air, looking so pitiful.

Of course, it is not the first time it has flown like this, but it is the first time that it has been hung on someone else's body like this.

Jun Baichang felt the fear emanating from the little fox in his arms, as well as the sliding little body, as if it would fall down at any time, endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, and reached out to support the little fox's buttocks.

With the support point, the little fox's paws hanging on his body loosened, and the angle was dexterously changed, nesting between his arms.

Youth: "......" has the ability to step on the sky and climb along the pole, and there is no one but the lord.

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The capital city.

It is a well-known ghost town in the entire Xiuzhen world.

Legend has it that although the Emperor of Hades was under the rule, demons gathered, and it was the favorite place of the monks, because it was an invisible underground trading place, and anything you wanted could be found in the city.

Jun Bai walked down the street with a sword hanging from his waist and a snow-white fox in his arms, which was not noticeable.

Throughout the street, there are countless people dressed in black robes and black hoods, dressed even more strangely, like a large masquerade ball.

Nine nights nestled in the young man's arms motionless, only two blood-red eyes open looking at the people shrouded in black mist, the whole fox lost its former liveliness.

It was a little uncomfortable, and from the moment it entered the city, the whole fox felt that it could not breathe, as if someone was holding its neck.

Jun Bai Chang didn't notice that the white fox was wrong, and only thought that the little fox was so quiet because Edgeworth was frightened by his flight.

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"City Lord, look at this fox."

In the Mansion of the City Lord of the Capital City, a hunched and hunched old man stretched out his hand to point to the crystal ball placed in the center of the hall.

"This little fox is a member of the demon royal family, and the old man wants this shell."

The man sitting on the golden armchair followed his eyes locked on the fox in the crystal ball, he frowned and hesitated: "Since you know that it is the Demon Realm Imperial Family, you should know that the person you want to deal with is not a simple Jindan monk, and the price you give cannot be exchanged for this fox." ”

"Decay can be multiplied tenfold." The old man stretched out his dry hand and placed a mustard seed in his hand, "Everything is in there, Lord City, you can't go up any more." ”

"In addition to being the identity of the demon realm royalty, this little fox can't even transform into a shape, and he was caught here by a human monk, probably to find a way to make a contract.

It's just a little fox, and the old decay gives a lot. ”

"If you have the ability, you can catch it." The man took the mustard seed space in the old man's hand, "Don't worry, there is nothing that cannot be done in the work that this seat will take." ”

"Then the old man is here waiting for the good news from the city lord."

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Demon Realm.

The snow-white palace is like a fairy palace above the nine heavens.

A man dressed in snow-white brocade was pacing back and forth in the palace with a worried face.

"Lord, you take a rest, Chi'er will be fine." The woman in pink on the side looked at the man walking around, and only felt that her head hurt, and her eyes were dazzled.

"You said that Chi'er has been weak and sick since he was a child, and if something happens to him when he suddenly runs out, what can he do if he calls this king?" The demon king stopped and looked at the woman with an uneasy face.

"Father, do you want me to go out to find my little brother?" The man standing next to the woman is seven points similar to the demon king, and even his temperament, words and deeds are very similar to the demon king.

"Yes, don't worry, Lord, let Miu Er go to Chi'er." The woman chimed in.

"This ......" but he wants to find it himself!

"Report!" A little demon hurriedly rushed into the main hall, looking panicked, "Oh no, there is a little demon who said that he saw the little hall go down to Qingfeng Gate, and was arrested by a disciple of Qingfeng Gate, and now he is following that disciple to Xudu!" ”

"Chi'er!" Hearing this, the demon king's whole person shook, and his face turned pale.

"Father! Please don't hesitate! Let me go to Xudu to find my little brother! The man walked out from the woman's side, lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt down on one knee in front of the man, "The son will definitely bring the little brother back intact!" At the cost of life! ”

"Lord, you just let Miao Er go, Miao Er's cultivation as a concubine believes that few people are opponents." The woman got up from the chaise longue and walked over to take the man's arm.

"Go ahead." The demon king waved his hand forcefully.

can only go to Hong Miao, as the lord of the demon clan, he naturally can't leave the demon clan casually.

"Thank you, Father! My son won't let you down! ”

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"Squeak...... The faint sound of ...... drifted through the cacophony of the streets, and no one could hear it.

I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I'm going to die...... I'm going to die fox......

The strength to open its mouth uncomfortably in the arms of the young man in the nine nights was almost gone, and it was now cold and hot all over its body, which was particularly uncomfortable.

Jun Baichang walked around the street for a long time before he saw an inn.

He raised his hand and touched the fox in his arms, and raised his foot to enter the door, but the foot he had just raised was retracted.

The young man lifted the whole fox to look at him, and looked at the dying white fox's face becoming more and more gloomy: It stands to reason that even the sequelae of Edgeworth's flight, with the playful instinct of the Lord Lord, should not have lasted until now, so, what the hell is going on?

He looked at the little fox with his eyes closed and his mouth open, hugged it back into his arms, and hurriedly entered the inn.

Rushing into a room, regardless of whether the shopkeeper had a pit person, he entered the house and closed the door, put the fox on the bed, and immediately used his aura to check the situation of the little fox.

Using the aura to probe the little fox's whole body, the young man's frowning brows were released, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground.

Fortunately, it's just an ordinary wind chill and fever, it should have been frozen by the cold of the Xue Ling Divine Beast last night, and it was forcibly transformed by him again, and the ghost qi, evil qi, demon qi, spiritual energy and other primordial spirit qi were mixed, and the little fox was weak and sick since he was a child, so he suddenly had a high fever.

Jun Baichang rubbed the little head of the white fox that was burned to a delirium, and took out an elixir from the mustard seed space and fed it to its mouth: It's really a little guy who can't make people worry, it's scared to death.

Seeing that the little fox moved his mouth and swallowed the elixir, he was about to get up and pour a cup of tea to suppress his shock, when suddenly a gust of wind hit him.

The young man dodged sideways, and the wind directly cut a huge hole in the bed in front of the little fox, and the unconscious little fox didn't know it.

The young man turned his head and looked at the man in black who suddenly appeared, he raised his hand, and the sword on the table automatically flew over and landed in his hand.

"Give me the little fox, I won't kill you!" The hoarse voice of the man in black rang out in the air.

"Get out, I'm not going to kill you." On the side of the sword in Jun Baichang's hand, a cold light flashed, and he learned the way of the man in black.

"Look for death!" The man in black let out a shout, took out a scimitar from the mustard space, and rushed over.

There were swords in the room, but no one outside had come to look at them.

Because this is drunk, chaotic and prosperous, and everyone doesn't want to get into trouble.

The man in black made a fatal and strange move, and his cultivation was above Jun Baichang again, and soon the young man was slapped and hit the side of the bed, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"The young monk still dares to oppose me, and I will give you a chance to give me the little fox one last time." The man in black stopped his attack and placed his cutlass on the young man's neck.

Jun Baichang: "......" This person is sick, right? Pretending to be so forced?

"You know each other." Seeing that the young man did not speak, the man in black was satisfied with the scimitar and withdrew the mustard seed space, and bent down to carry the white fox on the bed.

This man...... Jun Baichang doesn't know how to describe it, anyway, he's quite stupid and arrogant.

Seeing that the man in black seemed to be completely defenseless against himself, the young man grabbed the sword that fell to the ground and stabbed at the man in black.

"I don't know what to do!" After all, it was Xiu Wei who had the advantage over Jun Baichang, and the man in black reacted very quickly to dodge, kicking the young man in the waist, kicking the young man away and hitting the door.