Nangong Lingxiao slept really long this night, until the sun was up.

The little fox slept several times, but this guy still didn't wake up, and in the end, the little fox couldn't help it, so he grabbed Nangong Lingxiao's right hand and put Nangong Lingxiao's right palm on his forehead, wanting to see the situation in the dragon ring, but, strangely, without the input of Nangong Lingxiao's internal force, she couldn't see anything.

The little fox finally looked at Nangong Ling Xie on the side.

"Evil King, when are you leaving?" the voice carried a hint of anxiety.

Nangong Ling Xie leaned over and wanted to reach out and hug the little fox, however, before his hand touched the little fox, he saw the young man who was sleeping on the rock slowly opened his red eyes, and said lightly: "Go-" Then, the young man got up.

Dressed in plain white clothes, a hat to shade the sun, and a pair of snow-white boots, his cold eyes swept around, and when he stood up, the boy jumped off the rock, and walked towards the desert.

The group watched the boy leave, looked at each other, and followed silently, heading towards the depths of the desert.

Soon, only a white tiger and Yanran were left in the same place.

Yanran hugged the white tiger and looked at a sword falling on the ground in front of her, the cumbersome pattern on the sword stinged her eyes, she crawled over, picked up the sword, looked at the pattern on the sword, touched the right side of her face, and then, she closed her eyes, raised the sword, and stabbed it towards her heart.

The white tiger roared, saw his little master fall in a pool of blood, slowly closed his eyes, the white tiger's eyes shed bloody tears, and then, jumped up, and crashed towards a rock.

Bang –

The moment Yanran closed her eyes, she laughed silently when she saw the white tiger's brain burst and the salty blood splashed on her face.

In this life, she went like this, in order to be able to get the love of her father, in order to be able to see the legendary mother, she came here, but, in the end, her heart died in the hands of her parents, it was her parents who killed her, she did not resent anyone, she only wished to be a child of a poor family in the next life, and it was enough to have the love of her parents!

An old man came slowly, and when he saw the blood-stained sand and a strange pattern appearing, he sighed secretly: Wrong!

Yanran's corpse and the corpse of the white tiger were taken away by the old man, and the old man finally felt at ease and put the blood-stained sand into the magic weapon he carried......

The little fox has been nesting in the boy's arms, and his consciousness entered the space, and he actually saw this strange scene in front of the round mirror.

"Hmph, it's cheap, the old immortal!" The little fox and Xiaoqing looked at the back of the old man leaving in the round mirror in the space, and snorted coldly.

"Mother, how about we go and snatch that sword back?" Xiaoqing was eager to try, staying in the space all day, she was bored!

Little fox: "Hehe, just think about it, and think about it, that old immortal is at the immortal level, at least a thousand years old, he will blow you into meat puree with one breath, and rob it, you have nine heads and it's not enough." ”

The little fox lay on the big bed and looked at the desert.

Xiao Qing drooped his head, still a little unwilling and said: "That magic weapon with a totem can contain the Demon Emperor!"

"Demon Emperor, what does it have to do with us? Don't think about it, cultivate well, and strive to become an immortal when you go out!" The little fox stretched out his paw and patted Xiaoqing's head.

A little milk baby and a little girl walked in at this moment, saw a snake and a fox on the bed, ignored it, walked to a desk, picked up the paintbrush on the desk, and began to draw on the drawing paper on the table.

The little fox and Xiaoqing glanced at each other, got up from the bed, walked behind the two of them, and each poked his head to look at the paintings drawn by the two little babies.

An hour, two hours –

A few days later, the two little babies finally raised their heads, put down the paintbrushes in their hands, snorted, and left.

The little fox wanted to curse, but when he saw the picture on the table, the fox and the snake were stunned.

The two paintings were put together, and they turned out to be the totems that appeared on the desert floor.

"Mother, this is a magic charm!" Xiaoqing got the answer in the memory inheritance.

"What is the use of the magic charm?" The little fox squinted, trying to find out the answer from the two pictures, but this thing was very evil, and after looking at it for a long time, he only saw a blank piece of paper, and when he looked back at it, it was a complex pattern, intertwined with each other.

"It's very useful, you can kill demons, you can also borrow corpses to resurrect souls, in short, it's infinitely powerful. Xiao Qing looked at the pattern on the table, and her eyes were full of stars, this is a treasure that can't even be bought with money.

"Isn't it just a painting, a piece of paper, as mysterious as you say?" The little fox looked left and right, up and down, and couldn't figure out the slightest clue.

Xiaoqing's face turned a little purple with anger, and finally said helplessly: "Mother, you really have cultivated well, otherwise, let alone become a human, you won't even be able to grow back nine tails!"

The little fox smiled awkwardly, yes, these days, she only cares about running and running, and she doesn't even bother to absorb the spiritual power of the spirit stone, hey, but she has no internal strength, and she can't even absorb the spiritual power of the spirit stone, it's really depressing!

"I want to too, you can show me what's wrong with me, why don't I even have the inside?" the little fox rolled his eyes and begged Xiaoqing to show him.

Xiaoqing pursed her lips and stuck out her tongue: "Mother, you lack masculinity!"

"What do you mean?" the little fox was confused.

Xiaoqing: "Eh, that's your lack of men!"

"Well——, there is a shortage of men? Xiaoqing, are you funny in your brains? I'm a fox now, how can I get to that man, it's terrifying to think about!" The little fox thought about his current appearance, goosebumps rose all over, and he reached out and patted Xiaoqing's head.

"Oh, mother, I forgot, there is still bear meat stewed in the pot? I went, you look at these two paintings slowly, you must see them, do you know?"

The little fox had no choice but to sit on a chair, staring at the two pictures in front of him without blinking and began to study them seriously.

Gradually, the pattern in front of him began to change, and the little fox closed his eyes.

On top of a smoky mountain, an old man with a silver beard, dressed in white, stood on the top of the mountain, and in front of him, stood a young girl, whose face was pale and holding a dagger with a charm pattern in her hand.

Old man: "Nine-tails, what crime you should be guilty of violating the rules of heaven, do you know?"

Girl: "The nine-tailed people are on the right side of the world, and the people are on the bottom, what is the only crime?"

The old man said angrily: "If you let go of the son of the white fox, if the court has laid a net today, do you think the little white fox will live? Take the order, I can't get you either!"

Girl: "Master, thank you for your teachings over the years, the nine-tails have been open all their lives, and they don't seek the next life, so say goodbye!"

With that, the dagger in his hand pierced into the heart.

The old man's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he wanted to stop it, but he found that the magic charm had entered the girl's heart and turned into nothingness.

The girl's figure gradually became transparent and disappeared into the clouds.

The old man's eyes were moist, this nine-tailed fox was saved by him after a thousand dangers, but now, she would rather die than tell him the whereabouts of the white fox, and she also gave the white fox the inner pill that she had cultivated for ten thousand years, why? Is the life of the white fox worth more than the life of the nine-tailed fox?

The old man stood on the top of the mountain for a long time and couldn't let go.

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