The night spirit was already pregnant, and he had just been pulled back from the edge of hell by the fox king, and at this time he would not have the strength to fight against those cultivators who were eyeing him.

Without a moment's hesitation, the golden phoenix flew above the night spirit's head, leaning over and turning into a mortal again.

"Aunt Feng, it's good that you're okay!" Night Spirit was very excited, and his white cheeks had already turned red because he had been sad and tearful.

Jin Feng hurriedly stepped forward to wipe away the teardrops on her pink cheeks, hugged her distressedly, and then stroked her green silk, and whispered: "Ling'er, don't be afraid, as long as Aunt Feng is here, she won't let you have any trouble!"

The night spirit shook his head and cried and apologized, "I'm sorry! Aunt Feng is sorry! It's all my fault, if it weren't for my willfulness, the fox clan wouldn't have suffered this disaster, they all died because of me!"

Jin Feng let her go, pressed her hands on her shoulders, and said, "Silly children, unpredictable people, and scheming monks, even if it weren't for you, they would find ways to come and provoke."

Since they are all here, then Aunt Feng will get rid of them all and see how long they can be rampant?"

The night spirit is still crying, she originally thought that the shemales were harmonious, but she caused the fox clan to be miserable, this is a sin, a sin that cannot be washed away in a lifetime!

As soon as Ling Cheng found the night spirit, he saw that she had been crying, and the self-blame in his heart increased a little, and he hurriedly asked about her safety.

Jin Feng and Ye Ling cast their eyes at the same time, and seeing that he was injured, the two unconsciously thought that something had happened to the fox king, so they asked about the fox king's safety.

Caring is chaotic, Ling Cheng was shocked to realize that he had never seen Twilight Han all the way, could it be that he was dealing with the Fox King?

Seeing that a group of monks had chased after him, he picked up the Night Spirit and said, "Go!" and turned back.

No matter where Twilight Han is, the fox king must be saved!

The battle behind him continued, and Jin Feng was worried about the safety of the Fox King, so he and Ling Cheng ran down the mountain to protect the Night Spirit.

At that time, the fox king was already seriously injured, and the white silk of the dust penetrated through his chest, and then pulled away fiercely, and the snow-white fox fur immediately became bloodstained.

He staggered back a few steps, his green eyes as fierce as usual, and once again attacked with his bare hands.

Fu Yao's face still did not change, and with a light wave of the dust, the red shadow flickered, and he flew out again.

The fox king rolled a few laps on the snow and supported the ground with one hand, but because of his serious injuries, he couldn't get up no matter how hard he struggled, so he could only raise his head and stare stubbornly angrily.

He never snorted, not even his brow.

Life should be a hero, and death should be a ghost!

The fox king Yinchang has never been bad in his life!

He approached step by step, and the dust in his hand dragged all the way down the snow to the fox king, and immediately left a shallow blood mark on the snow.

Holding up the fox king's chin, he snorted disdainfully: "Old thing, get up! I haven't fought enough!"

He laughed wildly, like a demon who came to hell to ask for his life, his face was hideous, and his cruel eyes were full of treachery.

The fox king turned his head away, and then spit a mouthful of spit mixed with blood on his face, and he was also laughing, laughing sarcastically.

Thinking that he had been the fox king Yin Changrong all his life, but in the end he fell into the hands of such a despicable and shameless villain, which was really sad.

He condensed all his spiritual power in the palm of his hand, and struck out with a palm on his chest, even if he fell by himself, he would not be buried in the hands of the villain.

The white figure slowly fell to the ground, his eyes closed, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, flowing on the cold snow, staining the ground red.

Even if he lost the entire fox clan and saved his daughter, he never regretted it.

The only worry is that his two daughters will not be able to escape smoothly.

The only thing I regret is that I didn't treat Jin Feng better when I was alive.

The only regret is that I couldn't see my little grandson born with my own eyes.

All the regrets and remorse, after all, turned into a clear tear in the corner of the eye, dripping in that blood-red.

Fu Yao angrily wiped the spit off his face, got up and kicked the corpse of the fox king, and muttered in his mouth: "Old thing, what kind of hero is you going to die, you have the ability to get up!"

Sen Ran's sword shadow flickered, and it was too late for him to react, the long sword had already penetrated his heart from his back, stabbing out of his chest, and the scarlet blood at the tip of the sword continued to drip down, making a "pop" sound.

The long sword spun violently in his body, and then pulled away fiercely, and the Taoist in yellow robe showed an unwilling expression.

He trembled and raised his hand to ask him why?

Before the words came out, he slowly fell to the ground, his pupils were round in shock, and the dust stained with the blood of the fox king was still clenched in his palm, which was the glory and glory of his life.

It's a pity that he probably didn't expect to die that while he was calculating others, he was calculated by his own apprentice.

He thought he was a yellow finch, but he didn't realize that he was just a praying mantis all along.

Twilight Han held a piece of silk cloth in his hand, wiping the blood from the blade, and a wicked smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Xiang Yao, who was blind to death, the evil desire in his heart sublimated again, and the long sword that had just been wiped clean fell again, stabbing him one after another.

has been an obedient dog for more than 20 years, and in the end, he still wants to pass on his mantle to Ling Cheng.

He deserves to die, it's not a pity to die!

What he couldn't get in the twilight would rather be destroyed than be obtained by others!

I don't know how many swords I stabbed, but I had already been stabbed into a sieve, and blood splattered everywhere, covering the snow again and again.

There was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in his ears, Twilight Han's face was covered with blood, his smile was hideous and evil, the long sword in his hand suddenly pulled away, and he dodged and hid.

When Ling Cheng and a few people arrived, what they saw was a snow full of corpses, and the fox king and Fu Yao fell in a pool of blood one after another.

One person's eyes were slightly closed, and the death was peaceful, and the other person's eyes were round, and he didn't blink his eyes.

Ling Cheng's movements of holding the night spirit tightened again, but his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he could no longer move half a step.

What exactly happened, how could it be?

One is the father-in-law he just identified, although there is little communication, but he can see that the fox king has great goodness in his heart, he protects Lingxi and protects the night spirit, but he alone fails to protect his own life.

Although the other man was despicable and shameless, he had the grace of nurturing him, and although he hated him, he never thought of killing him.

Seeing both of them die at the same time, his heart was filled with indescribable pain.

The night spirit sensed that something was wrong, and with a slight glance, he saw his father lying in a pool of blood, and saw that the white figure became more and more blurred.

She cried for Ling Cheng to put her down, shook off his hand, and rushed over frantically, her thin body suddenly kneeling to the ground.

Holding the fox king's big hand, which was already cold, his pink lips opened lightly, but his heart hurt so much that he couldn't spit out a word.

The moment the little fox in his arms landed, he had already cried into a tearful fox, the snow-white figure couldn't stop trembling, and the terrible cry made people cry.

Jin Feng covered her mouth stiffly, the movements on her feet slowed down instantly, and she trembled and approached step by step, and the tears on her face had already been strung into a bead chain.

She knelt directly opposite the night spirit, took the fox king's other hand, put it to her lips and pouted lightly, hooked her lips and smiled, "Don't worry, your king! Feng'er will definitely protect our daughter." ”

His eyes were firm and his tone was calm, but he didn't know how much sadness was contained in this short sentence.

She loves Yinchang, so she loves the house and the black and treats the night spirit and the night beaver as her own flesh and blood.

She knew that the person the Fox King loved the most was the mother of the night spirit from beginning to end, but she didn't regret it!

has been with him for more than 200 years, and has two naughty and lovely daughters, and she earned it.

Yin Chang is dead, but she will definitely do it well when he tells her about it, and she will never live up to his entrustment.

The snow had long since stopped, but the hearts of several people seemed to be frozen.

Seeing the figure of the fox king disappear in front of their eyes little by little, the two desperately tried to catch those little starlights, but in the end they still failed.

The night spirit shaved the snow desperately, as if her father was hiding under the snow, playing hide and seek with her.

Ling Cheng persuaded her, but she didn't listen or speak, she just pushed him away and continued to shave the snow, and the tears in her eyes never stopped for a moment.

"That's enough! The king is dead and will never come back, if you don't want him to die, give me a good life!" Jin Feng pressed his hands on the night spirit's shoulders, and for the first time he became angry with her.

The Night Spirit stopped moving, raised a pair of blood-red eyes, and looked at her in a daze.

"Ling'er, cheer up for the child in your womb!" Jin Feng spoke again, her voice choked with pleading.

Night Spirit finally stood up slowly, and she stumbled closer to Ling Cheng, and then slapped him in the face.

"Why don't you stay?" is not a question, but a reproach.

Ling Cheng didn't explain, just kept apologizing, what the reason was, he knew, and she knew it.

But she needed a way to vent her emotions, and he was willing to let her vent.

"Apologize, apologize, what else would you say besides apologize?" the night spirit shook his head, thumping desperately on his chest.

He let her beat him and said no more, until she was tired of beating, and threw herself into his arms and howled and cried, and he hugged her tightly, and still did not say a word.

Hurried footsteps suddenly sounded in my ears, and it seemed that a large number of people were rushing here.

Jin Feng picked up the little white fox that had shrunk into a ball on the ground, stuffed it into the arms of the night spirit, and said, "You go first!" and spread its wings again.

How could the night spirit want to leave, her father was already dead, and she couldn't lose Aunt Feng anymore.

Ling Cheng was the same, he had already caused the fox king to lose his life, so he could no longer throw Jin Feng away, holding the hand of the evil man and constantly exerting force.

It's hard to be a gentleman, and it's hard to guard against villains!

Since the so-called cultivators are all despicable and shameless villains, why should he Ling Cheng be a righteous gentleman?

If they dare to attack Lingxi and treat the hundreds of innocent creatures up and down Lingxi as grass mustard, then he will kill all these so-called righteous people today.

Seeing that the two of them hadn't moved, Jin Feng hissed and roared exhaustedly: "Hurry up, why don't you leave!"

Both shook their heads and said that they would not go, and if they wanted to, they would go together.

Jin Feng looked at the night spirit's bulging abdomen, and finally compromised, she could die, but the fox clan must not break off.

Raising his eyes and glancing at the 'righteous person' who had been chasing after him, Jin Feng grabbed Ling Cheng and the night spirit, and the golden wings continued to wave, and led the two to the barrier.