After a cloud and rain, Han Li fell into a deep sleep. When he awoke, he found himself sleeping naked in the grass, surrounded by sparse woods. The room didn't know where it went, the pink gauze tent didn't go anywhere, and "Gu Jiali" didn't know where it went.

At this time, it was late at night, and under the moonlight, Han Li looked around blankly, and suddenly a cry came, "Woo woo...... Xianggong, where are you...... Xianggong, come and save me!"

Han Li was taken aback, it was the voice of "Gu Jiali"! He hurriedly pushed aside the grass and looked for the place where the voice came from, and the cry became clearer and clearer. He came to a meadow, and finally found the source of the cry, and he couldn't help but feel angry. I saw that "Gu Jiali" was naked and delicate trapped under a hemp net, surrounded by more than a dozen wooden stakes that firmly nailed the net to the ground.

"Xianggong, save me!" "Gu Jiali" was full of pear blossoms and rain, and she curled up under the net weakly, looking pitiful.

Han Li hurried over to her and saw the wooden stakes around him that were firmly nailed into the ground reaching out, and he didn't bother to ask what was going on. However, before he could make a move, a burst of orange light suddenly flashed through the net, and at that moment, the entire netting seemed to turn into an orange net. At this moment, the call from a distance sounded again. Han Li's outstretched hand suddenly froze in the air, he felt that he seemed to have some impression of this light net, but he couldn't remember anything.

His brow furrowed, feeling extremely inappropriate, he tried desperately to find information about the light network from memory, but he suddenly forgot what he was doing when he was about to see the answer. There seemed to be an invisible wall in his sea of consciousness, trapping his consciousness in an extremely small space. Han Li slowly withdrew his hand, recalling the series of encounters since he met Gu Jiali, he felt that some key plots were missing, and at this time, Gu Jiali's cries became eerie and terrifying in his eyes.

The blue light in the eyes of the three-tailed white fox has faded a lot, and it can be seen that its spirit has also become much weaker. Just now, at the critical juncture of its efforts, its spiritual strength was unsustainable and revealed flaws, which eventually led to the failure of its efforts. Seeing that Han Li was freed from his stupidity, the hunters thought that he had returned to normal, but they didn't expect him to slowly walk to the Tianluo Net, stretching out his hand to pull out the formation pivot. This action immediately frightened the hunters, and they shouted to stop it. Fortunately, Han Li suddenly stopped his movements and reverted to his stupidity, the hunter closest to him was afraid that he would make any more dangerous moves, and wanted to push him away, but Han Li's feet seemed to have roots, and it was difficult to shake him in the slightest.

"Is this a charm?" the captain of the hunters wondered.

The other hunters looked dazed, clearly unaware of what the magic was. The captain of the hunter didn't explain, but his eyes became fiery as he looked at the three-tailed white fox. Although it was the first time he had seen the three-tailed white fox, he didn't think there was anything special about this white fox at first, after all, demon beast mutations happen from time to time, and he wouldn't be too surprised that this fox had three heads and six arms. But if this white fox can use enchantment to control a strong person at the level of the Martial Sect, it will really be terrifying.

Among the many demon clans, the fox clan is not ferocious, and they are not good at fighting, so their combat power is average. Like many other monsters, the fox clan has its own natural hexology. The fox is charming, the fox is not good at fighting, but it can charm. Enchantment is a type of illusion, and illusion is essentially a psychic attack. This technique is mainly used to sink other individuals by arousing their lust, and then the caster controls their mental movements. The controlled person is like a marionette in the hands of the caster, moving with the mind of the caster. This kind of technique sounds very powerful, but the mental attack requires extremely high spiritual power. If the caster's mental strength is not as strong as that of the caster, then it is very likely that he will be devoured, and he will become a fool at the least, or he will be shattered into an empty shell.

People are the primates of all things, and they are born much stronger than the spiritual power of demon beasts, and if the charm is performed by people, it is naturally extremely powerful, and this kind of magic can directly turn people who are lower than their own realm into puppets in their hands and charge for themselves. However, the demon fox's innate spiritual power is not very strong, and it still has a place in the demon race, but it is too much worse than humans. Therefore, the demon fox's charm is basically ineffective against humans, unless there is a huge gap in strength between the person who is being spelled and the demon fox who casts the spell.

A demon fox that can only be compared to the spiritual power of humans, if this news is placed in the outside world, I am afraid that no one will believe it, but the facts are in front of him, and the captain of the hunter cannot be allowed to believe it.

Han Li was very irritable at the moment, he felt that his consciousness was covered with an invisible shackle, and he tried hard to break through the shackles, but his mind was as if he was stuck in the mud. He slammed angrily against the invisible wall, each impact giving him a jolt and a splitting headache. It took him a long time to regain his senses with each impact, and the invisible wall began to ripple like a ripple of water.

As Han Li slammed into it, the three-tailed white fox suddenly howled in pain a few times, and blood flowed from the corners of its eyes. The three-tailed white fox curled up on its hind legs and sat down, its body trembling slightly, as if it had exhausted all its strength. Gu Boqing was injured in the artery, and his consciousness had begun to blur at this moment, and he looked at it weakly. The white fox was also looking at him, his eyes revealing infinite sadness. The white fox glanced in a certain direction, and as if it had made up its mind, it suddenly stood up again.

Not......

The white fox let out a long roar, and the blue light that had dimmed in his eyes was once again sheng. The blue light was extremely intense, like a raging fire. The white fox's entire body was wrapped in blue light, like a divine beast with its feet on the light. Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of Gu Boqing's eyes, he slowly closed his eyes, feeling the disappearance of his body temperature, and a sense of comfort welled up in his heart.

Han Li panicked, and the wall around him suddenly burst into flames, and he was surrounded by flames in the center. The fire seemed to be able to scorch his soul, and the heat of the flame scorched his spirit, and he could no longer think, he could no longer do anything to save himself, and the pain was a hundred times greater than that of burning himself.

In the eyes of the hunters, Han Li moved. He was no longer stunned, he was transformed from extreme stillness to extreme movement, he held his head and screamed, he hissed in pain, he rolled all over the ground, he bled from his seven orifices, white smoke rose from his body, blue flames burned from him! The hunters seemed to smell the smell of meat, and felt a shudder from the soul. Fear is the most powerful way to bring out the potential of people, and hunters are rolling and crawling, and they can hide as far as they can.

The white fox looked at Han Li's struggle coldly, it suddenly turned its head, and a hunter looked at it, and the sea of knowledge instantly shook. The hunter fainted on the spot, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and the other hunters were so frightened that they fled even further. As soon as the white fox turned his head, Han Li immediately felt that the temperature of the wall of fire had cooled down somewhat, and his instinct for survival made him fight to the death, concentrating all his strength and rushing towards the wall of fire. With a bang, the wall of fire fluctuated violently, and the blue light around the white fox swayed like a candle flame in the wind. Fine cracks appeared in the wall of fire, and the cracks gradually expanded, and finally a large hole collapsed in the wall. Han Li's consciousness rushed out of it.

"Damn brute!" Han Li regained control of his body, he roared angrily, enduring the severe pain on his body, preparing to gather all his spiritual power to slash at the white fox. The white fox howled again, and his voice became more and more poignant, only to see all the blue light converge into a blue ball of light. The light cluster turned into a sharp sword and pierced through the air in an instant, and Han Li was immediately terrified, and he felt a shudder from his soul. In a hurry, he built a wall of all his remaining spiritual power. The lightsager pierced through his Celestial Spirit Cover and crashed into the wall made of spiritual power. Han Li's consciousness plunged into darkness, and his body fell to the ground with a thud.

The light gradually faded, and the white fox collapsed to the ground weakly, its expression tired, as if it had fallen into a long sleep.

At the entrance of the valley, Dugu Zhishui witnessed the blooming blue fireworks, the lightsaber that pierced the air, and the disappearance of the three-tailed white fox. He was reluctant to intervene, and now he is unable to intervene. Dugu Zhishui was looking, his eyes seemed to be able to pass through the barrier between time and space and night, he was looking at the tired demeanor of the three-tailed white fox, he was looking at the determination of the three-tailed white fox when he died, and he was looking at the sadness at that glance.

Han Li fell, and the white fox fell.

The hunters looked at each other, and then laughed for the rest of their lives. The captain of the hunter stared at the body of the three-tailed white fox, and he walked up to it with a vague step, making sure that it was no longer breathing, and showed a look of regret. He sat down beside Han Li and saw that Han Li's whole body was intact and there were no burns as he had imagined, and his heart was once again amazed by the methods of the three-tailed white fox. He placed his fingers on Han Li's carotid artery, originally just doing it casually, but he couldn't help but stare at it.

Han Li was still alive! At this moment, many thoughts flashed through the hunter captain's mind. He moved to Gu Boqing's side and tested his pulse. Gu Boqing didn't die, it seemed that he just fainted from excessive blood loss. The Captain of the Hunter glanced at Han Li a few times, a complicated look appeared in his eyes, and he treated Gu Boqing's wound for him. The Li family doesn't want Gu Boqing to die, they want to live!

There was a childish murmur. The voice was like a baby's cry, with fear of the unknown, echoing faintly in the night. The voice was indescribably desolate, like the helpless cry of an abandoned child alone in the street in the face of a vicious dog. Captain Hunter's eyes suddenly lit up, greed flashing in his eyes. The hum was getting closer, and the other three hunters became a little nervous, holding their breath and staring at the grass in the darkness.

The grass moved, and three small clumps popped up. Seeing that it was three little foxes, the hunters breathed a sigh of relief. One of the hunters was left with several shallow wounds on the body of the white fox, and he had just escaped from under the eyes of the three-tailed white fox, and at this moment he saw the three cubs and suddenly became angry.

Three little foxes stumbled towards the fallen white foxes, including a small flower fox that wanted to get close to the three tails but could not pass through the orange web of light, and a little fox kept arching its head at the white fox's body on the ground, whimpering as it arched. There was a hunter who hobbled behind the little fox, and the captain of the hunter was startled, and before he could make a sound, he only heard a childish scream, and the hunter stepped on the little fox, although he did not have much strength at this time, but the weight of his body alone was extremely heavy. The little fox suddenly fell into a pool of blood made of the she-wolf's blood, and blood spilled from its mouth and nose.

"Hahaha...... Damn little cub, let you know how good Grandpa is......!

The captain of the hunters, with a gloomy face, picked up a knife. With a snort, the hunter's laughter came to an abrupt end, and he turned his head in disbelief to look at the captain of the hunter and fell to the ground.

"Don't hurt these little foxes, get them up. The captain of the hunter commanded with a blank face. It was a recruited hunter who was killed, so he didn't hesitate to do it. At this time, the other two remaining hunters were all members of the Archer Hunter Guild, and they were obedient to the captain of the hunters.

The little flower fox kept hitting the light net, and it wanted to get to the side of the three-tailed white fox. Every time it hits the net, it is bounced off and then slammed to the ground. After a few times, the corners of the little flower fox's mouth began to ooze a faint trace of blood, and his walking was a little unsteady. The hunter crept up behind the little flower fox and was amazed to see it fall again and again, get up, and fall again. The little flower fox did not bark, no matter how badly it fell, even if it walked crookedly, it never screamed from beginning to end.

Another little white fox ran to its companion in a pool of blood, whining, and from time to time pushing the little fox that had been stepped on by the hunter with its paws, and from time to time using the top of its head to top the body of a white fox that had been decapitated. However, his companion's breathing became more and more rapid, and with each breath, thick blood would enter and exit his nostrils. And the body of the white fox, whose head was separated, had begun to stiffen, and it could no longer respond to the little fox.