Chapter 582: Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood
The contents of the box were beyond Ling Xiao's expectations, even if they were the Shen Flowers and the Green Trees, they couldn't help but let out a sigh of surprise.
The blood light is restrained, and the one lying in the center of the box at the moment is bright red...... A drop of blood.
Where did you get the blood? 】
[What a strange aura, both fierce and sacred, as if it is a collection of gods and demons!] 】
[It's weird, it's weird! 】
The tone of the Shen Flower and the Thousand Longevity Silver Needle was unprecedentedly dignified, even if the spirituality was like them, they were also shocked by the miracle and evil of this drop of blood.
Ling Xiao looked at this drop of blood and was silent.
What caused countless monks to compete was actually a drop of blood, which was really unexpected.
But after thinking about it, it was very similar to what the Cardinal Sect had made, after all, in the Land of God's Forsaken, Ling Xiao had already seen the "blood corpse" researched by the Cardinal Sect.
These people are really engaged in evil experiments!
Ling Xiao thought for a moment, but he still didn't have a clue, so he had to re-seal the box first, and then open the next one.
One box after another was opened, and what was presented in front of Ling Xiao was a drop of blood without exception.
These bloods, presumably from the same existence, are all of the nature of the unity of gods and demons, which are not only full of endless ferocity, but also bring people a kind of pure sacredness.
Could it be that the owner of this blood is a schizophrenic?
Ling Xiao smiled.
Can't figure it out.
He left the Cave Blessed Land.
The three-tailed fox devoured the most dazzling mass, could it be blood?
Or maybe she knows something?
Ling Xiao turned these thoughts in his mind, and immediately said hello to Nangong Zhu, left the residence again, and walked to the other end of the city.
Find a place to take care of that fox.
At this moment, the capital is already panicking.
"Did you hear that? There is a fox demon in the mountains! ”
"Extremely terrible fox demon, killed a lot of people!"
"Even the foundation building monks have died a large number of people, oh my God, evil cultivation is raging, and the world is going to be chaotic!"
“……”
People are talking about it, just as the so-called three people become tigers, the news that the fox demon is killing in the valley is more and more evil, and it has faintly become the mastermind behind the birth of this evil treasure, and even the Jindan monk has been killed.
Such a terrifying news directly frightened the common people to close their doors tightly, and they didn't dare to go out in broad daylight, worshipping the statue of the Holy Emperor of Qianqiu, begging the Holy Emperor to appear and drive away the evil spirits.
"Demon" Ling Xiao touched his nose and resisted the urge to sneeze.
Is it that serious?
Rumors are harmful.
He walked briskly into an inn and opened his room.
Closing the door tightly and placing one prohibition after another, Ling Xiao slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist and released the immobile white fox.
As soon as the white fox saw Ling Xiao's true face, his eyes were full of fire-breathing anger and indescribable fear.
"It's you!" She screamed.
"What a coincidence, we meet again." Ling Xiao grinned.
The white fox was shocked and angry, and when he saw Ling Xiao's smile, he was even more frightened from the bottom of his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "I have been defeated by you for hundreds of years of cultivation, what do you want?" ”
Ling Xiao smiled, "I just want you to spit out the stolen things." ”
The white fox gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Ling Xiao's face sank slightly, and he said, "Ling is impatient, do you spit it out yourself, or will I personally disembowel you?" Elect! ”
The white fox's body trembled, and he smiled bitterly: "It's not a secret, that thing has its own spirituality, and since it was swallowed by me, it has become one with me, and it can't be spit out." ”
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly.
The white fox keenly caught the coldness that flashed in his eyes, and suddenly he was frightened, and hurriedly said, "That's ...... It's a phalanx, if you don't believe me, you can get into my body and examine it! ”
Ling Xiao didn't talk nonsense, and covered her forehead with her palm.
There was a small tree imprisoning her, Ling Xiao was not afraid of what tricks she was playing, she probed carefully, and then a trace of surprise flashed on her face, and she was silent.
On her claws, there is indeed a blood-colored phalange, which, judging by her breath, is of the same origin as those blood.
"Daoyou believes it, right?" The white fox laughed dryly.
"I believe it."
Ling Xiao nodded, flipped his palm, but found a dagger with cold light.
Since it is integrated into one, it can't be spit out, so it's simple.
Just cut it off.
Seeing Ling Xiao gesturing with the white blade, the white fox was completely panicked, and said sharply, "What are you going to do?" Don't, no, don't hurt me! ”
Ling Xiao comforted: "Don't worry, it doesn't hurt, my knife is fast." Besides, you have four claws, and cutting off one doesn't have much effect. ”
It's not like your mother!
The white fox was furious, and scolded the eighteenth generation of Ling Xiao's ancestor in his heart, but he had to beg bitterly, "Fellow Daoist, please let me go...... I swear to give you all my treasures, I have a million spirit stones! By the way, my fox woman has always been sweet, how about I give you one every year to enjoy? As long as you let me go, everything is negotiable......"
She has been beaten by Ling Xiao for hundreds of years of penance, and her future hope depends on this phalanx bone of the unity of gods and demons, but now she is going to be cut off by Ling Xiao, how can she not despair?
Who knew that Ling Xiao's eyes lit up and said, "There are still millions of spirit stones, where is it?" If you don't say it, I'll search for souls! ”
The white fox's eyes widened in horror.
What million spirit stones, she made it up casually, where are you going to find it?
Originally, it would have been done with a claw, but now it is going to be searched for souls.
Today, she finally knows what it means to "bring disaster out of the mouth".
Lives matter.
After hesitating for a moment, she finally sighed and said bitterly: "Fellow Daoist, I am willing to serve you as the Lord and serve you for a hundred years, I just ask you to spare me, don't cut my claws, and don't search for souls." ”
Ling Xiao was originally going to go under the knife, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but show a different color, and asked, "What do you want?" ”
This fox's cultivation is completely ruined, and now it is just an ordinary first-order primary demon beast, in addition to being good at concealment, it also has a fart use?
Do you take it and play hide and seek with yourself every day?
Seeing that survival was in sight, the white fox was a little refreshed, and he was busy and said: "I can do anything, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, female workers with red makeup, I am proficient in everything......"
As she spoke, she looked at Ling Xiao yawning, obviously not interested, and hurriedly changed her words again, "There are thousands of fox clans under my command, although they are ignorant, they are all available for you to drive!" ”
The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth flashed with a hint of playfulness, "Amazing, I didn't expect your fox clan to be quite loyal, you are like this, they are still willing to listen to your drive?" ”
The white fox choked.
In this world, how can there be loyalty?
The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand.
Once the power is lost, a new Lord is born.
Humans are like this, let alone foxes who are cunning by nature?
"Two hundred years, okay? In 200 years, I will serve you as Lord and be sent by you. The white fox asked mournfully.
With her life hanging by a thread, her hole cards were punctured again, and she was forced to continue to raise the price.
Stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood, two hundred years seems to be a long time, but gritting your teeth will pass.