The little fox poured two glasses of water and handed me one. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I took a sip, held the cup in my arms, and looked at the little fox, waiting for the next step.

The little fox looked at my eager gaze, smiled, and drank the water in the cup: "Until one day, the slave family and my brother rescued an injured woman by the lake, she is also a cultivator, and she is also an extremely scarce Xuanling Yin Body, its hidden cultivation is the merger period, although it is only one level lower than my brother, but it is also a first-class powerhouse in the cultivation world, my brother and I are very curious about who she was injured by." ”

"She's the clouds!" I interrupted again.

The little fox's expression changed when he heard it: "Hmm! She is Leng Yutong's past life. ”

I was very helpless after hearing this, and the figures of the clouds and Leng Yutong appeared in the brain, although the foreign trade has changed due to reincarnation, but its similarity is easy to mistake two people for one. Maybe this is just like Ling Feng said (my previous life), no matter how many reincarnations he goes through, his soul will never change.

It's just that I didn't expect that Leng Yutong's previous life turned out to be a combination period, if that exists, then who is the person who injured her?

I looked at the little fox with a belly full of doubts, waiting for her next step.

"I'm rubbing! How did you fall asleep? I looked at the little fox sleeping on the side of my bed, and I was momentarily speechless.

This girl fell asleep at the critical moment, she slept so soundly, but she choked me anxiously. He stretched out his hand to wake up the little fox and let her get up and continue to tell me the story.

But after thinking about it, forget it! Looking at her appearance, maybe she was really tired, and she cried a lot before, so let's wait for her to get up and ask!

I gently lifted the covers and stepped out of bed. I felt my body, the previous wound had recovered, and what was even more surprising was that my cultivation had reached the peak of the late stage of the enlightenment period, although I encountered a bottleneck again, but my ability was much stronger than before.

Although I wanted to ask the little fox what was going on, it was not good to disturb her when I saw the little fox asleep, so I smiled helplessly, and then gently hugged the little fox on the bed.

"Uh-huh...... "The little fox moaned in a dream.

When I heard the voice, I felt soft and lay on top of her.

I tried to keep my nosebleed from staying, and scrambled away from the little fox's arms.

"Master, don't leave the red civet, don't!" The little fox suddenly screamed.

After hearing this, I looked at her blankly, pulled the little fox's hair, and said solemnly: "Don't worry! No matter what the situation, my brother will not leave the little fox behind. ”

The little fox may have heard me, and his tightly wrinkled eyebrows slowly loosened, and he slept peacefully.

I sighed, looked at the little fox, and continued to think about what had happened recently. And how to deal with it next, Ling Feng said that if you want not to be killed by the ghost of Jiuquan, you must enter the ancient tomb and get the magic pestle, and the descendants of the specific hanging phase faction will know. But where are the descendants of Zhuge ? Also, if you know so well, why don't you finish it all at once.

I was mad, wondering why he didn't say it all at once. By the way, there's also the Fire Spirit, I can ask about it.

I immediately sat up and walked towards the fire spirit's room.

But I searched all over its room, and I couldn't see any sign of it.

Then he went to the balcony he frequented, where he found it.

Looking at its back sitting on the railing, I shouted as I walked, "Flame Spirit, tell me what the hell is this......"

The fire spirit slowly turned his head to look at me as I screamed, then turned his head back to continue looking at the scenery outside.

Although it only glanced at me, the expression was no longer arrogant and arrogant, and some were just desolate with a sad face.

I've never seen Yan Ling like this, I looked at it a little stunned, and the words that came to my mouth were swallowed deeply.

Remembering the expression on the way the fire spirit left just now, he sighed, and walked to the side of the fire spirit with a full of doubts, without disturbing its appreciation, so it looked at the scenery outside together.

At this time, it is late autumn, the autumn wind with a hint of coolness blows away the only little tender yellow branches and leaves on the tree, the flowers and plants have long dried up, and occasionally a little wind and sand drift by, a little bit to cover the footprints of pedestrians.

This situation is full of depression, but it reflects the mood of the fire spirit at the moment.

"Ask whatever you want!" The fire spirit sighed and said in a deep voice.

I've heard it say so, and I can't help but ask. But I have so many questions now that I don't know where to start.

"Who is the ghost of Nine Springs?" I thought about it and asked a crucial question.

The flame spirit didn't seem to expect me to ask this first, and looked a little surprised.

Said helplessly: "The ghost of Jiuquan, also known as the Blood Demon, was originally transformed by the anger of heaven and earth, and in your previous life, it was because of it that you and Leng Yutong were hunted down and killed by the cultivation world. ”

"And how strong is it?" I continued. Although I am very confused, the first thing now is to find out the details of the other party.

Yan Ling looked out with a melancholy expression: "The specific king is not very clear, because later this king went to the sixth space, but when this king left, its strength was equivalent to the Dacheng period, if you didn't use the forbidden spell to seal it at the cost of your life, it would inevitably be ruined." ”

"What?" As soon as I heard that it was the strength of the Dacheng period, a sense of frustration arose. If it comes out, then my current strength is simply not enough to see.