Ning An held the fox and followed the waiter's guidance, and found a hot spring by the bamboo forest in the back mountain.

In March in the world, the spring is cold.

The hot spring is surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland on earth.

When Ning An saw this scene, her brain had already told her a physics problem - hot water vapor liquefied into small water droplets when it was cold.

"System, take care of my trauma." When Ning An jumped into the hot spring with the fox in his arms, he remembered to communicate with the system.

Good guy, she's covered in scars, and she should have rotted in the water.

System:......

Is this still reminded by the host? It has already given the host a full recovery when it sees the hot springs.

Wait until the host says it before you do it? The host might just be soaked.

Ning An held the fox and soaked in the water, the spring water was a little hot, and Ning An was even a little uncomfortable.

The Soul Gathering Grass was taken out of the storage space.

The Soul Gathering Grass resembles a severed branch, with textured leaves growing on it.

Ning An hugged the fox tightly, and the whole person was soaked in water, only one head was exposed.

Hold the fox on your chest and rest your head on her shoulder.

"Little Red, Little Red?" Ning An gently rubbed the fox's ears and shouted in a trembling voice.

Her hairy ears trembled lightly in her palms, a little itchy.

Even her breathing slowed down a little.

"System system! Hurry up! How to use it! Ning An didn't get an answer from the fox for a short time, and hurriedly called the system frantically.

You can't eat it directly.

System:......

Ning An: "Are you dead?" Speak quickly! ”

【Eat directly!】 The system really wants to pick a child and leave! It wants to flip the table.

Is it necessary for hosts to be so different?

When talking to the fox, you speak softly, for fear that if the voice is heavy, the fox will be stoned to death.

Talking to it is like a wild horse that has escaped the reins, and can sing a heavenly path in the blink of an eye.

Eccentricity!

Who is the grasshopper that lives and dies with the host?

Ahh

Grasshoppers on a boat.

The system hasn't complained yet, and suddenly looks at the listless fox, and feels as if he has no position to complain.

After all... If you live and die together..... The Demon King did it too.

Ning'an: ......

It's really rough.

Ning An held the fox's head, and before he could speak, the fox had already opened his eyes.

took a bite of the Soul Gathering Grass in Ning An's hand, and then rested his head on Ning An's shoulder.

Ning An breathed a sigh of relief, holding the fox in both hands, leaning against the wall and feeling relaxed.

Foxes know how to eat grass, so they must have felt much better.

It's just that his body is still trembling slightly, making Ning An's heart seem to be soaked in water, and the dense and fine pieces are all suffocating.

She's still too weak...

How did she manage not to raise even a fox?

【... Host, you're already great! The system comforted.

Alas.

I didn't expect that although the sand sculpture system is not emotionally intelligent, it is sincere to the fox.

It's all a little touching.

Ning An: "Don't be blind and comfort people. ”

The system will draw a pie for her.

This mental hint was useless to her.

System:???

It's really going to be outrageous.

It's telling the truth!

When the demon king is raised to this extent, the host cannon fodder should burn incense and worship the Buddha.

The fox ate quickly, and it didn't take long for the soul gathering grass to be eaten all of it.

Ning An stroked the fox's back worriedly, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Eat so much... Can it be digested?

Ning An's thought had just sprouted in his mind, but the fox's body suddenly trembled violently.

The cold air that spread in an instant almost made Ning An mistakenly think that his hand had reached into the ice cave.

Before he could get anxious, the fox in his arms turned into a teenager.

Silver-haired teenager.

Ning An's eyes widened.

The waist of the teenager is slender, but there is strength.

The texture of the muscles is tight, but it is not soft in the creaminess.

Ning An's hand was on the young man's waist, obviously cold, but a little hot.