Over the clear and cloudless Pacific Ocean, a helicopter was preparing to pass through the gap in the clouds, when suddenly a red light shot into the sky from the gap.

Boom –

The shattered fuselage fell into the depths of the endless ocean with raging flames......

Time stands still, everything is sad, and even the previously choppy ocean plane is now calm.

The clouds gradually closed, obscuring everything that was not calm.

In Nangong Country, in the southernmost primeval forest, heavy rain poured down, and in a cave......

Shangguan Linghu only felt that his internal organs were blown apart, shattered, and it hurt heartbreakingly, too/he/hurt......

"Hiss——, it hurts—" A small voice came from the depths of the cave.

"Hey, little fox, wake up, wake up?" a teenager's voice came overhead.

Shangguan Linghu tried hard to open his eyes, his long eyelashes blinked a few times, and finally opened his eyes.

What caught his eye was a delicate young man's face and a pair of blood-red eyes, which were even more fiery red under the light of the fire.

Shangguan Linghu gasped and admired in his heart: What a beautiful pair of eyes!

With her movements, she felt another throbbing pain in her heart, and she wanted to get up, but when she moved, it hurt even more, so she turned her face away, afraid that this young man's handsome face would capture her heart.

Turning her head with difficulty, she saw a fire, the flames were burning, but why did she feel a special pain in her heart?

Turning his head, he slowly raised his right hand, and his eyes were a small, small paw with red hair, closing his eyes, putting his hand down, turning his mind, lifting again, putting it down, lifting it again, and so on again and again, and finally he was completely stunned.

Shangguan Linghu's head was covered with black lines, and he only felt that the dark clouds were pressing on the top, what was the situation? Why did there be a paw moving with his thoughts, and it was obvious that it was a good hand to move.

Close your eyes again and take a deep breath.

It hurts, it hurts in my heart, I can't help frowning, gasping for air, and covering my heart with my hand.

"It hurts, hiss-" A weak, thin voice came from his throat.

Shangguan Linghu wanted to hang up directly, and he wanted to die again, and his heart was like a galloping horse, so he raised his hand again, stared at the beautiful fox's eyes, and looked at his two paws angrily.

This time, it was a pair of small fox paws, the size of a cat's claws.

"Hey, wake up, does it hurt?" the young man's voice sounded again, and then a black shadow pressed down, completely enveloping Shangguan Linghu's vision.

"Hmm-" Shangguan Linghu gritted his teeth, endured the sharp pain in his heart, and wanted to see the young man's face clearly, but found that he was unable to turn his head at all, and the difficult lifting of his hand just now had consumed a lot of her physical strength, at this moment, her heart was extremely sad, and she didn't want to open her eyes to accept the reality of this hardship, so she decisively closed her eyes, didn't think about it, and breathed hard, hoping to recover her strength with the method of true qi.

At that moment, a warm hand reached over and lifted her body from the haystack on the ground.

"Don't be afraid, I've given you the best gold sore medicine!"

The young man's voice was hoarse, but very gentle, as if he was treating a treasure, and carefully held Shangguan Linghu on his knees and held it steady.

The breath of the flower on the young man's body rushed into Shangguan Linghu's nose.

Shangguan Linghu, who has always studied the fragrance of flowers, sniffed involuntarily, and once again confirmed that it was a rare flower fragrance in the world, and a wonderful expression appeared on his face.

In the warm embrace, in addition to the faint flowers on the other side, there was actually a trace of the fragrance of poppies rushing into the tip of his nose, Shangguan Linghu's eyes widened, and he finally saw the young man's face clearly again.

The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a black night coat and a high bun with a glittering white hosta on the bun, which made the boy look particularly handsome.

The young man's facial features are angular, like the young Lu Han on TV, his fair cheeks seem to be a little black, and his lips are purple in the light of the fire, and many years of medical experience tell Shangguan Linghu that this young man has been poisoned by poppies, and it is extremely deep, almost reaching the heart and lungs.

The boy carried her to the fire, for the cold wind was raging outside the cave, and it was still cold despite the fire in the place.

Shangguan Linghu curled up in the arms of the young man in a daze, she wanted to know her current situation, 28 years old, she came here for Mao, and Mao would appear on a fiery fox.

The chest hurts, the roots of the aching teeth tremble, fortunately the boy gave her gold sore medicine, the effect of this medicine is not bad, there is no pain like just now, just as I want to see the situation again, there are extremely subtle footsteps in my ears, and then the footsteps are getting closer and closer.

Shangguan Linghu obviously felt the young man's body tense, holding a dagger in his other hand, and quickly hugged her and hid in the dark hole on the side, listening intently outside.

Knock, knock, knock.

What is the rhythmic sound of hitting the stone walls of the cave.

This was followed by a few more sounds.

After three times, Shangguan Linghu obviously felt that the young man's tense body had relaxed, and he had also let go of his tense nerves.

The boy walked out of the dark hole, exhaled, and sat back down by the fire.

"Come in!" the voice was low and majestic.

"Big brother, the herbs have been found!" The person who came was red, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and he only heard the voice of a teenager.

"Give it to me!" said the young man in black, taking the herb and stuffing it into his mouth.

Shangguan Linghu was excited, stretched out his pointed paws and slapped off the herbs in the young man's hand, and snorted coldly: "This herb is mixed with the poison in your body, it will accelerate your toxic attack, don't take it!"

A thin voice sounded in the hole, so frightened that the red-clothed boy who was about to sit down jumped up, pulled out the long sword in his hand, looking for the source of the sound, and then saw the little fox in the arms of the black-clothed boy with a pointed little fox mouth that had not been closed, and he was vigilant in his heart, and drew his sword and pointed at the little fox's heart.

"Can you speak, youkai?" The long tip of the sword pressed against Shangguan Linghu's throat, and as long as Shangguan Linghu moved, the long sword would pierce her throat.

Shangguan Linghu swallowed his saliva, stretched out his little paw and touched the chest of the young man who was holding her, and whispered in a thin voice: "Can you let him take the sword away, I can detoxify your poison, don't kill me, okay?"

Shangguan Linghu thought sadly, damn, why didn't he reincarnate in the body of a beautiful woman or a beautiful man, but in the body of a fox, there is really nothing more tragic than her.