Bai Xue, a name that Zhang Wantong will never forget, represents horror and blood.

Zhang Wantong thought to herself, but her eyes looked at the little white fox without blinking, and she really couldn't connect the little guy in front of her with Bai Xue in the future.

But the origin and name are the same, so you can't be wrong.

"Speaking of which, there seems to be a lot of snow like this in the inn!" Thinking of Bai Xue in her heart, the memory in Zhang Wantong's mind gradually emerged, and there was a smile on her face unconsciously, "It seems that my choice is right!" ”

Several women hugged the little white fox and played for a long time, and then took her to the restaurant, ready to get her something to eat, but Feng Zirui didn't follow and stayed.

"Xiaolong, this white fox, what's going on?" After everyone left, Feng Zirui found an opportunity to sneak into the Dragon Palace to ask Xiaolong in person. Xiaolong is so weird to take a little white fox back to the inn, even if this is a white fox with atavistic blood.

Xiaolong was in retreat and cultivating, and when he heard Feng Zirui's question, he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, and replied with a smile: "I just happened to meet it, so I brought it back!" ”

"Did you really come across it by chance?" Feng Zirui doesn't believe Xiaolong's nonsense, there are so many foxes in the world, how could he meet it so coincidentally!

Looking at Feng Zirui's suspicious face, Xiaolong knew that if Feng Zirui deliberately asked, he would definitely not be able to hide it, so he laughed dryly and simply confessed: "It's not a coincidence, but it's really a bit of luck." ”

"Be clear!" Feng Zirui rolled his eyes, found a chair and sat down, looking like he was listening to a big play.

Xiaolong looked embarrassed, and could only cooperate with a smile, and explained: "The ancestors of my family have some relationship with the Qingqiu Fox Clan, and after awakening the memory of inheritance, I found Qingqiu Mountain, the clan land of the Qingqiu Fox Clan. Saying that, he shook his head again, and said with a depressed face, "I went back and forth a few times, but I still didn't get anything, but I went to look at it again this morning, and I was lucky to see her who was just born, so I brought it back." ”

"Is there really a Qingqiu fox clan?!" Feng Zirui was stunned when he heard this, on the one hand, he was surprised by the inheritance memory that Xiaolong said, and on the other hand, he was also very curious about the so-called Qingqiu Fox Clan, "Is it possible, can it really give birth to a nine-tailed fox?" ”

Xiaolong rolled his eyes at Feng Zirui, and said depressedly: "Of course it's true!" After a pause, he added, "Many of the myths and legends on the Internet are made up, but many of them are true. ”

After staying in the inn for a long time, I will more or less get into the habit of surfing the Internet, and my understanding of the world is not inferior to Feng Zirui.

"For example?!" Feng Zirui was full of curiosity, and chased after Xiaolong and asked, "Pangu, Sanqing, and the Lich War, are they all true?" Does the flood also exist? ”

Xiaolong was silent for a moment, and his huge head twitched: "Yes, it's all true!" ”

"As far as I know, the desolation is boundless, how big is the earth now?" Feng Zirui was a little unconvinced, and his face was skeptical.

According to the setting of most flood novels, the world of the flood is huge, there are eighteen layers of the land alone, and there are thirty-three heavens, and the earth is just a piece of gravel.

Xiaolong was stunned when he heard this, fell into a long-term confusion, and secretly carefully rummaged through the inheritance memory, trying to find the answer.

After a while, Xiaolong finally spoke again: "As far as I know, the flood is indeed very large, but after the catastrophe, the whole world has fallen apart, and the earth is only a little remnant of it!" As he spoke, he looked at Feng Zirui again, took a light breath, and said an extremely bold guess, "Even, I guess, the entire solar system was once part of the flood wilderness. ”

"So dragging?!" Feng Zirui was really shocked when he heard this, and his face was full of disbelief.

Xiaolong nodded and shook his head, but he didn't continue to dwell on this question, and instead said, "Madman, let me remind you again, the other clans have shown signs of blood atavism. ”

"What do you mean?!" Feng Zirui was taken aback and subconsciously asked.

Xiaolong laughed strangely and explained: "It won't be long before more and more demon races will appear on the earth, and then the human race will ......."

Xiaolong didn't say the latter words, but Feng Zirui could understand it, and his face became ugly.

"Let's talk about inheriting memories, right? I think, you guys are hanging, human beings can't fight with you? Feng Zirui slowed down for a moment and complained a little unhappily.

Inheritance memory is not only about inheriting the exercises, but also about the cultivation experience of the ancestors contained in it, as well as all kinds of miscellaneous knowledge about cultivation, which is extremely helpful for any cultivator who has just stepped into the cultivation of the truth.

Because of the bloodline inheritance, the demon clan usually awakens the inheritance memory, and the human race is much more miserable, not to mention the inheritance memory, and now even the path of cultivation has been cut off, in the era when the demon race is about to run rampant, it is definitely the misfortune of the human race.

Thinking of this, Feng Zirui suddenly felt a little unbearable, and returned to the inn with a heavy heart, saying goodbye to Xiaolong.

Back at the inn, Feng Zirui didn't bother Nie Xiaoqian and them, sat down in the small courtyard, looked at the one-meter-tall elf ancient tree in the center of the courtyard, and asked melancholy: "Soft, do you think we can do something?" ”

"Crazy, you're worried in vain!" Softly sneered, and said calmly, "The human race has been inherited for so many years, although the cultivation has been cut off with the loss of spiritual energy, but those cultivation techniques have not all been lost, the human race itself is born with the luck of heaven and earth, and it is only an overnight moment to practice hard to catch up with the demon race." ”

Feng Zirui was stunned for a moment, and then said with a strange face: "Soft, what I said just now is quite similar to the tone in some Honghuang novels!" After teasing a sentence, without waiting for Soft's retaliation, Feng Zirui straightened his face again, and said with a serious expression, "Soft, are we, can we pass on some of the exercises in the manual." ”

Soft but didn't care, and said casually: "Whatever you want, as long as you want, no one can stop you." ”

The Demon Catcher Handbook from Demon Hunter Luo Meng records in detail the cultivation method of a world, which is definitely a great gift to the earth where the aura is revived, and to the human race of the earth.

"But we'll have to wait a while, at least until we have the strength to protect ourselves." Feng Zirui thought for a while, and said with a serious face, "Otherwise, if the boat capsizes in the gutter, it will be funny!" ”

The folk are masters, Feng Zirui does not dare to underestimate the people of the world, maybe there will be a talented and intelligent person who will come to the top, if the heart is bad and then oppress the inn, then it will be ridiculous in the world.