Boundless chaos, no light, no darkness, no turbidity. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The world is so chaotic and hazy, without any life, and it is dark.

There will be nothing but darkness and darkness.

Century... Millennium... Years... 100,000 years... There is no concept.

Until one day, in this chaotic dark world, a squeaky sound echoed.

The squeak, resounding through the chaos and darkness, sharp and piercing, stirred up a monstrous wave.

Like a giant who opened the sky, he held a divine axe to split the chaos and split the turbid dark world into two.

"Buzz!"

The consciousness of the soul was shocked, and the eyes that had been closed for many years slowly opened, and the essence flashed, looking at the sky of this strange world.

His heart suddenly became warm, very warm, and Mehal was a little distracted.

"Squeak squeak!!"

But suddenly, a sharp squeak sounded, like a knife and a stab, and the scraped Mehal's eardrum ached, and he instinctively let go of his hand and sat up.

The squeaking sound in the ears suddenly stopped and disappeared.

Only then did Mahal realize that there was a little fox with snow-white fur standing in front of him, fluffy, chubby, and very cute.

Thinking of the warmth in his chest just now, and the scream of the little fox in front of him, he suddenly understood that he was in a coma and hugged the little fox.

Mehal chuckled and shook his head, but saw that the snow-white fox's eyes were staring at him, trembling with anger, and the pure white fur was dyed with a layer of red, like a fire, spreading all over the body, like a little girl with a flushed face, looking at him angrily.

"Still blushing!" said McHal, shaking his head and chuckling, "Looks like it's still a little girl's family!"

Retracting his gaze, Mahal looked around and found himself in a peaceful forest, but to his pupils, he couldn't find Kings around.

Lost!

Mehal's heart sank, and he got the last thing he wanted to see, spatial teleportation, a thousand miles of error. If the kins missed, perhaps the distance between the two at this time was already a few counties apart.

With the current Shinto cultivation of the two of them, if they want to get together in the future, it is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

But at this moment, there was a loud squeak, and the little snow-white fox was like a woman who had been molested, her eyes were ashamed, and she jumped one person high, stretched out her cold claws, and scratched at Mehal.

"Look for death!" said McHal, his eyes flashing scarlet.

The breath in the body roared, circulating and attached to the star killing sword qi, and a punch blasted out, with a terrifying and invincible will, bombarding the little claws of the snow-white little fox, as long as it hit, the little demon would be destroyed on the spot.

"Bang!"

"Whew!"

At the moment of the collision, blood appeared, and a heart-rending pain came from Mehal's fist.

Mahal's eyes widened, and he saw that on the small fist of a teenager, several fox claw marks were clearly visible, and blood oozed from time to time, which was broken by the sharp claws.

The snow-white little fox squeaked a few times, and looked at Mahal with a smug look on his face, and his eyes were full of comfort after a bad breath, and he couldn't hide it at all.

Shock!

Still shocking!

In the midst of the shock, Mahal went crazy and grabbed the triumphant snow-white little fox.

His hands jumped suddenly, vigorously suppressing all the resistance of the little fox, pinching its small head, snorting at each other, and looking at the reflection of himself in the little fox's emerald eyes.

Young, pale, ordinary, with long jet-black hair and a small impact scar on his forehead.

The boy's face, twisted at this time, was full of horror and disbelief.

The snow-white little fox waved its little paws wildly, his eyes were dumbfounded, he was close to Mehal, breathing next to each other, and when he took off, the pure white fox body was instantly dyed red, ashamed and angry.

"Soul swap!" said Mahal, who was so shocked that he muttered that he didn't care about the little white fox at all.

Only then did he realize that he had changed into a strange alien body, and his body was even more empty, and the star killing sword qi and the powerful cultivation he was proud of had all vanished.

For the first time, a chill ran through Mehal's heart, and he put down the little fox, lifted up the sleeve between his arms, and looked at the place where the kendo mark occupied.

The blood light was strange, shimmering and shining, and Mehal looked at the kendo mark and his heart was relieved.

Just when Mehal's heart was relieved, a rickety old man's figure suddenly appeared in the forest, looking at Mehal with cloudy eyes, and he was completely angry: "Young master, the master told you to go home, there is a big matter!"

"Is it a strong man of a different race?" muttered to Mehal in his heart, the old man who appeared silently, his breath was deep, his eyes were hairy, and it was impossible to see how it appeared.

"Why did I just fall unconscious?" asked McHal suddenly.

"The young master chased this fox and knocked on the stone. ”

"Oh!" said McHal nodded, touching the wound on his forehead. grabbed the culprit, the little white fox, and said, "Then go back." ”

As Mehal nodded in agreement, the old man flicked his sleeves, and an invisible wind rose out of thin air, enveloping Mehal and the snow-white little fox, turning into a whirlwind that moved forward at a rapid pace. The strength of its wind whirlwind control can only be compared to that of an ordinary powerhouse in the Shentai Realm.

Rushing to the family of this body, the next thing may be seen by people in words and deeds, but Mahal is not half worried, because he has lost his memory, which is a good reason.

Of course, even if someone finds something wrong, it will take a while to observe and confirm before they can react. And this time is enough for him to kill and grow infinitely.

But what Maihal couldn't understand was how a space storm formed by teleportation could teleport him to an alien land, teleport to the body of a alien boy, and exchange souls, which was really unbelievable and unbelievable!

"Could it be that the Supreme Authority has intervened?" said Mahal, skeptical of the speculation, but he didn't know what his purpose was in coming here.

"Squeak!"

The little snow-white fox who was held by Mehal with its little paws screamed, and under the rapid wind generated by the rapid forward, it was beaten in pain and tears, and it almost didn't cry.

"Tsk!" said Mahal, turning his head to look at the little snow-white fox in the wind, his expression evil.

The snow-white little fox was rolling with tears in his eyes, looking at Mehal's pitiful, pure green eyes, and there was a hidden humane plea for mercy.

Mehal's heart softened, and he hugged the snow-white fox in his arms to shield her from the wind.

In an instant, Mehal's eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint glint flashed in the depths of his eyes.

His words and deeds towards the snow-white little fox just now, all the styles, are like the kindness of a teenager. It's not like him at all, it's almost eight thousand miles.

"It seems that this little fox is a very important link!" muttered Mehal, his eyes cold and deep.

. (To be continued.) )