Tears of the White Fox 2

Mu Qingmao's paws hurt so much, tears continued to secrete mixed with red blood and fell to the ground, broken, but crying and trying to pull with his claws, he couldn't make too much movement, otherwise people outside would come in to check.

Seeing that the hole is getting bigger and red little by little, the small hole that was originally only the size of a small claw seems to be able to drill out immediately, great! Dig harder, in a little bit, a little bit you can get out.

"Squeak......

The sound of the wooden door of the hut opening.

Mu Qingmao slammed it, this hole could not be discovered, and quickly took advantage of the blind spot to rush to the back of the wooden door, and then pretended to fall weakly.

I hope that it is not the Confucian scholars who have come, but only the patrols, and it is almost a little bit that must not fall short.

However, the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes.

"Fox, why are you here?"

The person who came in was dressed in white, looking flustered and harmless, with an elegant and gentle temperament, people couldn't help but want to get close, especially when they saw Mu Qingmao curled up behind the door, their eyes were even more moist and gentle.

No wonder the original host would believe in him so much, Confucian Sheng, sure enough, not only the name but also the appearance is also an excellent disguise, and it is strange that the simple host is not deceived.

Mu Qingmao looked up weakly, his watery eyes met his eyes, and tears flowed as if he didn't know anything.

"I'm sorry."

Confucian Sheng was slightly stunned, his eyes were moist, as if he had encountered the saddest thing in the world, tears of sadness fell from his face and dripped onto Mu Qingmao's paws, piercing the pain in his heart!

Mu Qingmao is a spirit, Nima, and his entire claws are about to rot...... It's a real salt on the wound!

Looking at Confucius's extremely sad eyes, if he didn't know the memory, he probably could really believe that he was forced to be helpless.

Confucius gently touched Mu Qingmao's head with one hand, tears continued to flow, and then suddenly a trace of coldness flashed in his teary eyes, and the other hand suddenly pulled out a dagger and slashed at Mu Qingmao's head.

"Squeak!!"

Qi Qingmao screamed and bit Rusheng's wrist fiercely, seeing that he couldn't bear the pain, the knife fell to the ground and rushed to the hole under the bed at the right time, no matter if he was big enough, he had to rush out if he squeezed hard!

Quickly rushed to the small hole and crashed over, regardless of the rush too fast, the broken stone at the entrance of the cave wore out the fur at the moment of rushing out, the ninja rushed forward in pain, there was only one word in his mind "Run" The faster the better, there is a life in the fear of no future!

There was an angry roar from behind, and a lot of movement was approaching, and suddenly even the bones in his body began to ache, as if he had suddenly been cursed by something, and his strength was slowly dissipating.

The sound was getting closer and closer, as if he knew his direction, Mu Qingmao flew fast, whether it was rolling or climbing, rushing into the grass one by one as fast as possible in the hope of getting rid of them.

The pain on the claws was numb with the soil, or there was too much pain in the body to feel it, but the soreness leaking from the bones in the body was becoming more and more obvious, and the feeling of weakness slowly devoured the limbs.

No! Never get caught! If you get caught, it's all over!

That's right there! The place where the little monk left is actually not too far, but it is really a little difficult for Mu Qingmao now, because the distance of a big mountain, when the host embarked on the journey, he unconsciously turned here, but he knew that the little monk was no longer there, and he didn't dare to go over.

No matter what, in short, there was a direction to run in before, and you can hide in the mountains!

Mu Qingmao ran towards the mountain frantically, but the shouting and scolding behind him always existed, and the closer he got to it, the faster the powerlessness spread.

Involuntarily, the memory of the host kept coming up in my mind, little monk, little monk, little monk, I want to find a little monk, little monk, little fox miss you......

The first time there was such an uncontrollable situation, the front was blurred by tears, only knew to run, run, run, even hit trees, hit stones, but in my heart seemed to have an indissolvable obsession, instinctively stand up and run no matter what.

Only speckled white can be seen on the fox fur that this is a white fox, and the rest of the place is covered with blood, dust and mud, if you look closely, you can even see that Mu Qingmao's eyes have been scattered, and the multiple pains accumulated together have exceeded the limit of this body.

"Plop."

Mu Qingmao fell into a very hidden trap, the trap was very deep, very dark, fortunately there were no traps or bamboo thorns or anything, tightly shrunk his body and tried his best to reduce the sound of breathing that had not moved.

"Why is it gone! I felt like it was nearby! ”

"Look, you must find him who skinned him!"

"Yes!"

The voice gradually disappeared, and the voice of Confucianism was not at all elegant and gentle as it had been in his impression, and the sound of hurried footsteps kept ringing nearby, and no one found that there was such a hidden trap under this big tree and shrub.

After a few pillars of incense, the people outside seemed to have given up completely, and all the sounds gradually disappeared, the most important thing was that Mu Qingmao felt that the soreness that leaked out of his bones was also slowly disappearing, although the pain of stimulation was restored on his body, but at least there was hope for strength.

But another problem arose...... How do you get out of this trap?

Mu Qingmao shook and stood up, the pain of the claws touching the soil for a long time and numbness instantly pierced the heart, causing the whole body to tremble, it seems that digging is absolutely impossible, and it is impossible to dig out of the two deep traps where there are adults if the claws are all wasted, you have to find a way, it is very hidden here...... If no one is not, it is not surprising that they will starve to death here.

"It's strange, what did that group do just now, I didn't dare to go up the mountain just now."

"You don't care so much, you look at your clothes like rich people, let's just chop our own firewood."

"Well, too."

"Twitter!!" Mu Qingmao desperately screamed to get their attention, he had been hiding here for half an hour, and someone finally passed by, no matter whether it was a good person or a bad person, as long as he went out, he would have a chance to run!

"Huh? Did you hear anything? ”

"Huh? No, hurry up, it'll be dark in a while. ”

"Twitter!!!!!twitter" Mu Qingmao is in a hurry, don't go! After leaving, no one will necessarily come here, and I won't be able to last long!

"Huh? There really is, I'll see. ”

"There's a trap here! I almost slipped off! ”

Bursts of earth rain fell and made Mu Qingmao's whole fox dusty, although it was not very clean.

"There's a little animal here?"

A man who looked honest pushed aside the grass above the trap and met the watery eyes of Kamiki Qingmao.