Shen Mohuang was a little speechless, and suddenly felt that this guy was a little lacking in heart, since he knew that she was Shen Mohuang, he should naturally understand that her master was the master of the South Pavilion Pavilion, and the entire Tianhai Continent was a famous female sword cultivator. If the guys in charge of law enforcement in the West Pavilion heard it, they would have to be questioned by the door.

Shen Mohuang was about to say something, but let her see a strange scene again.

The black-shirted young man walked over to the spirit fox that had been annihilated at some point, and then sat down cross-legged, stretching out the palm of his right hand in front of him.

As a result, the young fox who had just opened his eyes saw his mother lying in a pool of blood, and the little one looked confused, then he turned his head forward, licked the other's hair with his tongue, and let out a weak cry.

Receiving no response, the cub turned its head slowly and called softly to the man behind him.

Lu Shen pointed to the other side of the ground and said, "She is your mother, she worked hard to give birth to you, you have to remember." “

After speaking, the young man pointed to himself again, "But I'm not your father, you have to understand this." ”

The young fox blinked his big dark eyes and looked confused.

Shen Mohuang also stared at him with good-looking Danfeng eyes.

Lu Shen put the little guy on the ground, stood up and explained: "Although I have no likes or dislikes for ugly things, it doesn't mean that I resist the beautiful things in the world. ”

Shen Mohuang said: "You are really a weirdo. ”

Lu Shen smiled when he heard this: "I am indeed a strange person. ”

There was a stream not far from the forest, and the sword qi was not suppressed, so Lu Shen sat on the side and washed his clothes and bloodstains.

Shen Mohuang bathed the young fox on the other side, and the little guy didn't resist, but his head was always facing Lu Shen's side, and his ears were erected high, as if he was afraid that the other party would disappear if he was not careful.

Half an hour later, Lu Shen walked out of the stream, and the snow-white young fox had been dangling behind Lu Shen's buttocks, jumping up and biting his trouser legs from time to time to show his presence.

Shen Mohuang, who saw this scene, said: "It seems that it likes you very much." ”

Lu Shen didn't know who he thought of, and said, "Two oil bottles, just a pair." ”

....

At the foot of Mt. Kenzuka, a large number of people gathered.

It has been a long time since noon, and even Li Yihan and Mengyixiao have walked down, but Lu Shen still has no trace.

Many people are a little worried, they have all personally experienced the sword pressure on the mountain, no matter how strong Lu Shen is, it will be difficult for him to reach the top all the way?

Luo Hanyue stood at the front of the crowd, and there was a faint hint of worry in her eyebrows, wondering if she should go up and take a look.

Meng Yixiao sat at the back of the crowd, sighing and sullen, of course, hungry.

From beginning to end, she never thought that Lu Shen would fail because he couldn't withstand the pressure of the sword.

There were actually three or four people standing in the distance at the foot of the mountain, but their expressions were cold, giving people a sense of indifference that no one should disturb, and looking at the style of clothes, it seemed that they were all the senior brothers of the West Pavilion.

The first one wore a high crown, the jade tree was in the wind, and his face was full of natural pride, which was very eye-catching.

The crowd didn't know who talked about it first, and then everyone knew that this was the personal disciple of the master of the West Pavilion, the famous Chen Yi of the West Pavilion.

But more importantly, the Lord of the West Pavilion is in charge of the laws of the Sword Pavilion, and Chen Yi, as a disciple, has the great right to supervise the young disciples on behalf of the master at a young age, and it is obvious that the future and realm are limitless in the future.

It's just that I don't know why such a proud figure suddenly appeared here for.

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

It turned out that Lu Shen finally appeared on the steps at the foot of the mountain.

It's just that this uproar didn't last long, it was like adding fuel to the fire, and it became more and more violent.

Because a woman appeared next to Lu Shen, to be precise, a thrilling woman, who was holding a white fox in her arms.

The mountain peaks are blowing, and the woman's green silk flutters back, revealing a beautiful side face, which is peerless.

The disciples who were lucky enough to see this scene were all stupid.

The woman's eyes were full of longing and envy, while the man looked at Lu Shen, and a kind of admiration that did not need words among men was naturally revealed.

Luo Hanyue, as a person from the South Pavilion, understood the character of Master Shen's nephew better, and she couldn't hide her surprise when she saw this scene.

The handsome and cold face of the high-crowned man is also getting colder and colder.

....

Shen Mohuang saw this scene and said, "It seems that you are very popular. ”

Lu Shen said: "The focus of these people is not on me. ”

Shen Mohuang was noncommittal, she had been numb to such a gaze in recent years, and handed over the young fox in her hand.

Lu Shen took it, and then there was another exclamation from the foot of the mountain.

"What happened just now? Senior Sister Shen gave Lu Shen a spirit fox?"

"Could this be the so-called token of love? This gift is a bit big. ”

"I heard that the Sword Pavilion does not prevent disciples from forming Taoist couples, on the contrary, it still maintains the meaning of approval..."

Shen Mohuang is profound, these words naturally can't escape her ears, no matter how indifferent her nature is, she is still a little embarrassed after listening to these words.

"I owe you a favor, you can come to the South Pavilion to find me if you have something. The two came to the foot of the mountain, and Shen Mohuang left with a word.

Lu Shen looked at the tall back of the other party with a sword, then stroked the white fox's supple hair, thought for a while and said, "How about calling you Xiaofeijian?"

"Whew. ”

The young fox barked vigorously, looking reluctant.

"What a cute little one!"

Mengyixiao's eyes lit up, and she was the first to run over and take the young fox from Lu Shen's arms, and then picked it up and rubbed its cheeks with her face.

The originally quiet young fox suddenly trembled all over his body for some reason, and his whole body fur curled up in one place, trembling.

Lu Shen turned a blind eye to this, turned his head, scanned the surroundings, and finally felt the strangeness of the atmosphere.

"Why are these guys staring at themselves?"

"Why is there not only appreciation but also encouragement in the eyes of that Uncle Nange named Luo Hanyue?"

"Why is that farthest headband piece.... The brick-lined guy has a straight face, do I owe him money?"

.....

In the middle of the night, the sword mound mountain is not only pressing, but also the chill is deeper.

A few people set up simple tents, while many more sat cross-legged on the ground, using the sky as the bed.

For the sake of better cultivation, no one chose to return to the Broken Sword Cliff.

A fire lit not far from the foot of the mountain, and it turned out that Lu Shen was roasting a whole roast chicken. He didn't choose to go back either, because he felt it was a hassle to walk.

The aroma of chicken permeated the foot of the mountain, and everyone present no longer had much demand for worldly grains, but their eyes still couldn't help but look over.

When many people saw the young man's focused expression, they thought to themselves that Lu Shen was much more serious than his cultivation when he roasted roast chicken.

Meng Yixiao took the little fox to run around the jungle, and she also named the young fox Xiaobai.

It seems that Xiaobai is more beautiful than Xiaofeijian, so the young fox quickly accepted the name, and after a short period of fear, he was no longer afraid of Mengyixiao, and ran after her to his heart's content, but from time to time he would turn back and sneak a glance at Lu Shen.

In the distance, several senior brothers from the West Pavilion have not left yet.

Chen Yi looked at Lu Shen, he had been observing for an afternoon, until he saw him with such a lazy expression at this time, and then looked at the roast chicken in his hand, his face was extremely cold, and finally his clenched fist loosened and walked over.

....

A dark shadow blocked the fire.

Lu Shen looked up, and the most eye-catching thing was the crown on the other party's head, which was more than half a meter high, and then the handsome and cold face.

Lu Shen felt the hostility on the other party, and was somewhat familiar with this hostility, which he had often encountered many years ago.

Lu Shen was a little uncertain, and thought that the first sentence should be to ask the name.

The high-crowned man said, "You are Lu Shen?"

Lu Shen thought to himself, the next four words.

The executive man said in a deep voice: "You are not worthy of her!"

Lu Shen thought about it again, and the next thing was to report to his family.

The man said condescendingly: "My name is Chen Yi, Chen Yi of the West Pavilion, and I am the steward of the Law Enforcement Hall." ”

Lu Shen sighed, looked at the sky, and thought to himself that this was really the most cliché and boring plot for thousands of years.