Chapter 676 is finally finished
"Heh, it's a vixen, look at how I clean you up!!" As soon as the master saw the little vixen's exposed tail, his eyes immediately lit up, and without saying a word, he directly recited the incantation, and one after another spells kept hitting the little vixen.
It hurts......
Her body hurts......
The little vixen fell to the ground, and suddenly lost her strength, and then, one after another, like a whip, throbbed and fell on her body.
"Raccoon!!"
"Raccoon!!"
The scholar who stood behind the Dao master and the sister of the little vixen who had escaped shouted at her in unison.
However, in the eyes of the little vixen, there was only a handsome scholar, his beautiful eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and there seemed to be tears spurting out of his eyes, and he opened his mouth to himself without listening, as if he was shouting something, but she couldn't hear a word clearly.
She could clearly feel that her primordial spirit was disappearing little by little, and her body was slowly being beaten back to its original form.
She should be dying, right?
I really don't want to be a fox when I die...... How embarrassing that is......
If he sees it, he probably will dislike himself, right??
The little vixen lay on the ground, trying to open her eyes and continue to look at the scholar, but her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, until at last, she closed weakly.
Seeing that the woman who was originally lying on the ground and wearing goose-yellow clothes slowly turned into a snow-white fox all the time, the scholar's tears could not help falling anymore.
The master stopped chanting, walked up to the little fox, stretched out his foot and kicked it, and said: "Evil animal, the Tao is so low, you dare to come to the capital to wander, come here, throw its corpse out of the city!" ”
"Yes!" Immediately, a guard answered, and then stepped forward, picked up the body of the little fox, and walked towards the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The scholar stood there with mournful eyes, and as he saw the little fox's body being carried out, he followed the guard out of the gate in despair.
"Xianggong, where are you going??" The daughter of the Prime Minister looked at the figure of the scholar and couldn't help but ask.
"Don't worry about him, he has to solve this bad relationship by himself." After the Taoist master threw such a sentence to the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he returned to the mansion.
The daughter of the Prime Minister was slightly stunned, and then thought that this fox spirit was dead anyway, so he also went.
In the mass grave outside the capital, the scholar held the corpse of the little fox, and finally couldn't help crying loudly, he held the little fox step by step and staggered towards the woods outside the city, the wind blew in his face, and the rain fell on him, but his mind only had those days and nights with the little fox spirit.
Perhaps, from the beginning, he shouldn't have been so persistent in going to Beijing to take the exam, so that he wouldn't be the top student in the exam, nor would he be given marriage, let alone marry the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
But now, it's too late to say anything.
The scholar stumbled back to the original cabin with the body of the little fox, he put the little fox on the wooden bed that had already been covered with dust, and then touched her soft fur, turned around and took out a three-foot white silk, hanging it on the beam, before putting his head into the white silk, the scholar glanced at the little fox, and said with a sad smile: "Now we can finally be together forever." ”