Why is that?

Holding the fan and withdrawing his hand, he didn't understand why this person died, even if he had an old disease, he had to have two convulsions, there was no reason to die so suddenly! But in any case, a living person died in front of her without warning, and she couldn't wash it even if she jumped into the Yellow River.

Holding the fan hurriedly ran into the house, grabbed Ruoli on the table and was about to slip away, but when she passed by the woman, the woman suddenly grabbed her ankle, half-opened her eyes, and said weakly: "Don't go, save him, save him." ”

Save him? How can you save people when they are dead?

The fan tried to pull back his feet, but the woman hugged her thighs desperately, no matter how she struggled, it was useless, and she said helplessly: "I have no grievances with you, but you smeared poison on the silver needle, and the current fate is completely your own doing, and you can't blame me." As for your husband...... As you can see, I didn't touch him, he fell on his own, and it had nothing to do with me, and besides, I didn't have the ability to bring the dead back to life. ”

"What you have, your blood will surely save him." The woman looked at her with blank eyes, her beautiful face was full of compassion, and tears were rippling in her eyes. As if she was afraid that the fan would not agree, she hurriedly emphasized, "As long as you are willing to come to the rescue, I am willing to do whatever it takes, including my life." ”

Blood?

Thinking of the silver krait snake that died violently after drinking his own blood, and thinking of the Ninth Highness who ate the 'Blood Pill' and returned to the furnace to rebuild, the fan immediately shook his head, and wondered: "What is this, I don't know you, why do you want your life?" ”

"You...... Not a thief? ”

Who is the Rebellion Dog Thief?

Holding a fan and searching his intestines and scraping his stomach, he thought about all the immortals and gods he had heard of, and in the end he could only think of the Liaoyuan Divine Monarch.

Liaoyuan Shenjun is the god of fire, and it is said that he was not only born with jade and gold, but also very approachable and generous. The Flame Divine Monarch is especially fond of small animals, and in his Fire God Temple, you can always see all kinds of small animals.

How did a god of extreme goodness admired by fairies and immortals become the thief of the prairie in the other party's mouth?

Holding the fan was very puzzled, and felt that his guess was a little ridiculous, how could Huang Weasel be a little demon in the lower realm, how could he get acquainted with the gods of the heavenly realm. What's more, the other party should not know the identity of his fairy, so he explained to her: "I am no one's person, I don't know the person you said, and I don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life." I'm sorry! I can't help you. ”

"No way, you are clearly from the Heavenly Realm, I can't be mistaken." The woman staggered to her feet, and suddenly shouted hysterically with her fingers in her fingers, "You must be lying to me, you don't have a good thing from the heavenly realm!" It doesn't matter, after killing you, I will have as much blood as I want. ”

Before the words fell, she had changed her hook and claw and saw teeth, and her hairy ears and red eyes were hideous, and finally she grabbed the chest of the fan without saying anything.

This can make the fan angry, although she is indeed not a good person, but she can't overturn a boat god with a stick, right? Besides, if you don't agree with each other, you can start fighting, if she is a soft persimmon, can anyone pinch it if she wants to?

Holding the fan with the little baby in one hand and the little owl in the other, all that can be used is the feet, but before the kick is kicked out, the weasel spirit suddenly stumbles and falls directly at her feet.

It all came so fast that the fan didn't even see what was going on, and saw that the weasel spirit began to vomit blood again. But the strange thing is that compared to just now, there is no resentment in her eyes, but there is awe. Of course, the person she respects and fears will never be herself.

"Who?" She ran into the house without giving up, and when she saw that the windows and doors were closed, she searched all the places in the house where she could hide, but found nothing.

Although the weasel spirit wanted to kill her, in the final analysis, she was the first to blame, because she was not angry, but she was a little unhappy because she couldn't find the person behind the scenes. When he went out, he lowered his posture and asked, "Did you see that?" Who hurt you? ”

"What does it have to do with you? Could it be that I told you, can you still avenge me? Weasel smiled and wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, and a pair of scarlet pupils glared at the fan viciously, but at this moment, she was laughing at herself.

"Can't! But if my blood can save you, I don't mind giving it a try. The fan deliberately paused here, seeing that the other party's eyes lit up, and suddenly changed his words, "Of course, I never make a loss-making transaction, in exchange, you must tell me who Liaoyuan is and everything that has happened here." ”

Huang Weasel Jing can guess her identity, which is enough to prove that the guess before holding the fan is not wrong, the Liaoyuan Dog Thief in the other party's mouth is the famous Liaoyuan Divine Monarch in the Heavenly Realm.

Since it is a matter related to the heavenly realm, the fan himself also has the interest in gossiping, and besides, the weasel spirit does not trust her, rather than saying bad things to make her believe in herself, it is better to talk to her about the conditions more convincingly.

"Why should I believe you?" She asked.

Zhi Fan said: "I can save you first." ”

"Aren't you afraid that after saving him, I will turn my face and be ruthless? Also, on what basis do you conclude that what I say is necessarily true? ”

Zhi Fan suddenly smiled, and smiled very mysteriously: "You don't have to worry about this, since I dare to do this, I must have the ability to distinguish the truth from the false." It really doesn't matter if you're ruthless or not, because you're not my opponent yet. ”

Huang Weasel Jing hesitated for a moment, and then smiled: "Okay! I admire your courage and believe that you have the strength. ”

After the two reached a consensus, the fan cut through the palm of his hand according to his words, and dripped blood into the teacup.

When Huang Weasel Jing reached out to take the teacup, he happened to catch a glimpse of the picture of the wound of the fan healing without medicine, although he was surprised, but he didn't ask anything.

When everything was taken care of, the two of them really sat around the table calmly and talked, as if the unpleasantness that had happened before had never existed.

The weasel essence is called Huang Ying, and it was originally one of the many pets raised by the Liaoyuan Shenjun.

The so-called pet is actually a plaything that the Liaoyuan Shenjun pampers when he is happy, but even if it is a plaything, not everyone has a fate.

Two hundred and seventy years ago, Huang Ying was just a little yellow ferret in the deep mountains of mortal dust, and the Liaoyuan Divine Monarch discovered it by chance, and brought it back to the heavenly realm without authorization, and raised it in his own Fire God Temple.

The little weasel that thought it had ascended to the sky in one step had spent the darkest two hundred and fifty years of its life in the Fire Temple. There, there was not the slightest opportunity to concentrate on cultivation at all, and there were just brutal battles day after day.

The Flame of the Plains Divine Monarch loves to keep all kinds of small animals in a huge iron cage, and tells them that he will only keep the strongest one. Then, he didn't have to do anything but feed them.

These animals were all carefully selected by the Liaoyuan Divine Monarch from mortal dust, and although they could not be cultivated into human form, they were more or less cultivated. Therefore, at first they were unwilling to compromise, and roared in unison and banged their heads, gnashed with their teeth, and struck with their claws, trying to break out.

But the iron cage of the heavenly realm can be broken if they want to, after a few days of tossing, the animals gradually lost their strength, and gradually understood that their power of life and death is in the hands of the Liaoyuan Divine Monarch, so they hid their edge, and begged the Liaoyuan Divine Monarch to let them go with a sad cry.

Every now and then, the Burning Plains Divine Monarch would laugh rampantly, he would feel that he was the supreme ruler, and even had a sense of superiority, but he would not feel any pity because of this. Not only that, but he will also tell them arrogantly: "In the world of the jungle, only the strong are qualified to survive, and the weak have only a dead end." ”

As a result, the animals that were cornered began to fight each other, eating the flesh and blood of their companions.

For a long time, animals have become violent and bloodthirsty in the process of life and death. But Huang Ying is different, from the moment she was imprisoned, it was expected that in this life-and-death survival game, no one could always stick to their hearts, and no one would be a companion in the true sense, and they would eventually stand on the opposite side of her. Therefore, she did not desperately resist at the beginning, nor did she compromise and beg for mercy halfway, nor did she take the initiative in the struggle for life and death.

The little weasel always hides in a dark corner, stealing the blood of its companions and their carrion to conserve its own strength, so that it can surprise and deliver a fatal blow to the opponent at the critical moment of life and death.

After months of brutal fighting, the only ones who survived were the witty little weasel and a scarred tiger lion beast.

Although there is a huge difference in size between the two, the tiger and lion beast has long been inferior in physical strength due to the long-term vicious fighting. However, the little weasel has never participated in any battles, and it has not intended to meet it head-on, but has been consuming the strength of the tiger lion beast by fleeing.

After a few days of chasing after me, the tiger and lion beast was paralyzed due to physical exhaustion, and it was at this moment that the little weasel pounced on it at the right time and bit off its throat.

In the end, the little weasel became the only survivor!

This result was indeed somewhat beyond the expectations of the Burning Plains Divine Monarch, but it also seemed reasonable. Although force value can also solve many problems, most of the survival methods still rely on both wisdom and bravery.

In the 100 years that followed, the little weasel experienced more than 100 brutal battles, but without exception, it became the ultimate survivor every time.

Fortunately, in that extremely harsh living environment, the little weasel actually fulfilled his long-cherished wish and cultivated into a human form one day a hundred years later.

Because of her delicate face and plump body, the Burning Plains Divine Monarch no longer locked her up with lowly brutes, but took her as a bed-warming maid. But Huang Ying never thought that this would be the beginning of another nightmare for her.