Just when Xianmo was indulging in idle books all day long, and was at ease, her sworn enemy, the little fox, appeared in front of her again.

The little fox tore up the scriptures that the round face had copied, and pretended to faint and caused the round face to be severely punished by the master. He felt that his great revenge had been avenged, and he could return to his Qingqiu with peace of mind and be his willful and reckless fox king's grandson.

In the past few days, he has been secretly exploring how to escape from the Wing Double Gate. Finally, it took some effort to find out, and half a month later, there will be a matchmaker stationed in Qingqiu to return to the door to report on his work, and he only needs to hide in the chariot of the messenger to escape from this division.

The return date has been set, and he has nothing to do, so he wants to go to Yueshulou to see for himself how sad the punished round face is, of course, it is best to leave some bad luck with her.

It's just that after the little fox held up his small chest and stepped into the Yueshulou with his head held high, he found that he was very wrong. At this time, the round face has a half-sad appearance. She was leaning crookedly, leaning on the Arhat chair on the railing on the second floor, holding a scroll in her hand, smiling lightly, and looking like she was reading a book comfortably.

The little fox had a feeling of being deceived by the master and the round face. This is the indefinite confinement, the punishment of the miserable clouds? He couldn't help but kick hard at the bookshelf on one side, which didn't move, but almost made him clench his claws and howl in pain.

The sound of the bookshelves being kicked alarmed the upstairs Slim Mo, and she looked up to see the white hair in the hall. Suddenly a nameless fire ignited in his heart, and two black round eyes glared at the little fox fiercely.

In order to hide the pain in his claws, the little fox pretended to ignore the hostility of the round face, and walked and stopped in front of the bookshelf in pain, and from time to time took out a collection of books from the bookshelf and turned them over. Peeking at him, he was surprised to find that the round-faced gaze was locked on him, as if as long as he made trouble, he would be bound by the flowing gold rope.

The little fox couldn't help laughing, this round face really underestimated him, although he loves to mess around, he has always had a bottom line. He knows very well who can be provoked and who cannot be provoked. Otherwise, how could he still be alive and kicking after hundreds of years of trouble in Qingqiu.

The fact that the books in the Moon Book Building are the treasure bumps of the Moon God has already been inquired about when he came to the Wing Shuangmen. is because he knows that it is a disaster that destroys the lifeblood of the moon god, and he will not be stupid to break in, which is also the reason why Yueshulou has never been harmed by him. What he likes most is the kind of prank that makes the other party jump to his feet in anger, but there is nothing he can do about it. Of course, he is also good now, and he hangs the little viscera with a round face.

It's just that the little fox didn't play such a trick for long, and Xianmo gave up looking at him, leaned back lazily in the chair, and continued to flip through her idle books.

At this moment, Xian Mo even looked forward to the little fox making a big fuss in the Yueshu Building, if the baby in the master's building was a little damaged, hum, she didn't need to do anything, she had her own master to punish her, she really wanted to see what happened to the little fox at that time.

The little fox soon noticed that the gaze locked on him had disappeared, and he peeked at the round face, regretting that the round face was comfortably back in the Arhat chair, completely ignoring him. This is peace of mind waiting for him to be punished by the master, the round face is really dark, and the little fox scolded secretly.

The little fox walked up and down the Yueshu Building carefully, and he was sure to find a way to make the round face crazy. But when he walked downstairs to the delicate room, he couldn't move anymore.

On the Duobao Pavilion of the Linglong Room, there are random things collected by the Moon God from the two realms of demons and mortals, such as trap locks and chain swords. The little fox had never seen such a thing in Qingqiu, and he quickly became addicted to it, so much so that he completely forgot the original intention of entering the Yueshulou.

When Xianmo finished flipping through the idle book in his hand in the dark, he suddenly remembered that the little fox seemed to be still in the building. She secretly wondered, and she didn't know where the little fox was squatting, and what was bad. After listening intently, a small collision sound came to her ears downstairs.

Could it be that the little fox ruined the master's delicate room, and a pleasant smile appeared on his slender round face. She crept down to investigate, and as soon as she reached the corner of the corridor, she saw the little fox sitting in the middle of the open space with his back to the corridor, his two short paws swinging, and some small objects scattered around him.

Xianmo peeked at it for a long time, but he couldn't see what he was fiddling with, and he felt very bored. However, thinking that no matter what the little fox messed around in the Yueshu Building, it would definitely attract the master to punish her personally, so she would go back to her idle books with peace of mind.

It's just that what Xianmo didn't expect was that the little fox stayed all day, and he never saw the master appear.

What's even more peculiar is that the Linglong Room and the little fox seem to have some kind of strange relationship, and the little fox will appear in the Linglong room every day, fiddling with the strange things in the room by himself, neither thinking of leaving, nor making the winged double door fly.

This situation also amazed the immortals inside the gate, so much so that most of them thought that the little fox had been spelled by some great power, so they forgot their true nature. Some are cheerful, some are bored.

From the beginning of looking forward to the little fox messing around, Xianmo gradually got used to his presence, and finally reached the point of turning a blind eye.

In this way, these two people who do not deal with each other, a child and a beast, one upstairs and one downstairs, do not interfere with each other, and get along strangely peacefully in the Yueshu Building.

More than a month later, the little fox's proud fire phoenix has taken shape. This fire phoenix is made of black iron and is twice the size of a crane. The Fire Phoenix is equipped with a flint trap that will spew out blazing flames from the Phoenix's beak if the trap is activated.

The little fox rubbed its little paws, took a deep breath, held its breath, and gently flicked the mechanism. Just, what about the flames? Why hasn't the fire phoenix changed in the slightest?

The little fox cautiously turned to the phoenix's beak, and was about to stretch out its little paws to find out. Suddenly, flames more than two feet long erupted from the phoenix's beak, almost enveloping him. The little fox was suddenly startled and in pain, and squeaked and jumped out of the range of the flames.

The squeaky little fox alarmed Xianmo upstairs, and she couldn't help but fly down to investigate.

I saw a few wisps of green smoke on the little fox's body, and his face as if it had been burned by flames, jumping to beat his little body. Not far away, a black phoenix fell to the ground, and there were still traces of burning on its beak, which deeply shocked Xianmo.

After a while, the unkind Xian Mo covered his stomach and laughed wildly, and wickedly put a round mirror in front of the little fox, so that he could also appreciate the appearance of being burned by the fire. She laughed out of tune: "Little, little junior brother, it is said that the phoenix nirvana is burning all over the body, how can you make it look like a half-baked man, you have to burn it again!" ”

The little fox caught a glimpse of his snow-white fur in the mirror, which had become black and gray everywhere. He was even more annoyed and slapped the charred place with his two small paws, but although the charred black was scattered, it left a gray and black mark.

Xianmo smiled even more backwards.

Suddenly, a cloud of white light enveloped the little fox, and after a while, the white light dispersed. A white-clothed young man with red lips and white teeth, a little shorter than Xianmo, stood in front of him, but the white clothes were occasionally dotted with a few gray shadows.

Xianmo's smile was stuck, and he said, "Yes, the fox is also reborn from the fire?" ”

The young man in white was looking up and down his body in disbelief with his hands slightly spread. Hearing this, he instantly turned from shock to annoyance, and he wanted to refute, but his head was a little dull for the first time, and he didn't know how to refute it. The young man in white could only glare back angrily, snorted heavily, and pretended to be proud to turn around to look at the phoenix that had fallen to the ground to resolve the embarrassment.

Xian Mo tried to hold back a smile, and pretended to be sincere: "Congratulations to the little junior brother for cultivating to a human form." "It's just that the voice is a little out of tune.

The young man in white's back stiffened, and no matter how dull he was now, he knew that the dead round face was laughing at him, and gritted his teeth and held back a word: "Get out." ”

Xianmo, who smiled silently, knew how to accept it when he saw it, and no longer laughed at the fragile white-clothed young man in front of him. During this time, she and the little fox were on the same floor and had been safe. No matter how you say it, they are all from the same door, so she also brings out some of the atmosphere of a senior sister.

Xian Mo cleared his throat and said, "The little junior brother is busy, the senior sister is gone." After saying that, she deliberately kicked the departing footsteps, and only a moment later, her suppressed laughter was heard upstairs.

The young man in white heard the movement upstairs, and his face turned even darker. After calming down for a while, he slowly turned around, and curiously approached the mirror that had not been put away, looking at his initial human form.

Well, the eyes are like peach blossoms, the lips are like dots, and the skin is fair. The little boy straightened his small chest again, turned left and right, well, his posture was straight, he smiled at himself in the mirror with satisfaction, and sure enough, as his mother said, he must be more handsome than his brothers after turning into a human form.

It's just that the timing of the transformation is wrong, and the young man in white's upright little chest unconsciously drooped. He didn't know why, but he remembered that in order to get rid of the ridicule of his round face, a stream of heat rushed through his body, and his body suddenly exploded, and then he was dizzy for a moment, and then he had turned into a human form.

I am afraid that I will be ridiculed by the round face for a lifetime, and the young man in white is dejected and re-devotes himself to the production of the fire phoenix. And Xianmo is indeed as unkind as he thought, and he makes fun of him for being a horny fox when he has nothing to do.

After the little fox transformed into a human form, he still patronized the Moon Book Building every day. It's just that every time I see the fine ink, I don't turn a blind eye like before, but first give a white eye, then raise my head proudly, and then hum away.

The awkward appearance of the little junior brother always makes Xian Mo laugh secretly, and he is generous and does not care, and the two senior brothers get along strangely until it breaks after March.