The little crocodile was really frightened this time, and gritted his teeth: "Serve ——, masters, I can't take it, I'll go with you, don't cut off my tail, I-woo-woo-pain-hiss-"

The little crocodile wants to die, this group of demons, if they don't kill him, they actually toss him to play, he is afraid of it.

The spiritual power and internal force around the body were absorbed, and they were thrown into the air, thrown down, and the bones were broken, and then thrown up, and fell down, higher and higher each time, and more ruthless than one time, and in the end, they also fixed eight of their nine tails with keels, they knew that the power of the keel, that kind of pain is the pain of scratching the heart and lungs, and they can't die again, and the sour ones are going to be crispy, and after the crisp is the heart-rending pain, vine-like, more and more powerful every time-

God, are these people human? No, absolutely not, it's the devil -- I can't stand it! Surrender, isn't it just to be a spiritual pet, just do it, no shame, just live, just live!

The little crocodile experienced the test of ice and fire, and finally, when the little fox received it into the space, he no longer knew who he was, and lay in a spiritual spring pool like a corpse, fainted, fortunately, without spiritual power and internal force, he recovered the appearance of the little crocodile, quietly sank to the bottom of the water, and recuperated.

The little fox looked at the rain in the sky, and the moment the little crocodile entered the space, it disappeared without a trace.

"Hehe, it's finally stopped raining!" Nangong Ling Xie put away the Ziyun Sword and twisted the hem of the clothes on his body, the ancient clothes had some extra hems, at this moment, the stinky Nangong Ling Xie frowned: "Brother, do you still have that kind of clothes given by the little fox?" Nangong Ling came up shamelessly.

Nangong Lingxiao glanced at the clothes on Nangong Lingxie's body.

The white clothes are stained with red crocodile blood, the snow-white boots have become purple, the hair is wet and sticking to the body, and the appearance is simply miserable, on the other hand, a neat black sportswear, a pair of rain boots, very clean, although it is also wet at the moment. But compared to Murong Feihu and Nangong Lingxie, his current appearance must be handsome, and he couldn't help but pick the corners of his lips slightly.

"No-there is ——!" elongated tone, dazzling!

The little fox covered his face, this young man, can you not be so evil, your own little heart, I can't stand it.

Nangong Lingxiao grabbed Nangong Lingxiao, his eyes stared at the cloth pocket hanging on Nangong Lingxiao's chest, in the cloth pocket, there was a little fox, the little fox had a scarf on his face at the moment, only his big eyes were exposed, at this moment, looking at Nangong Lingxie, who was close at hand, he squinted.

"What do you think I'm doing?" said the soft little girl's voice.

Nangong Ling Xie instantly clenched his fists: "Little fox woman, help me, I'm really poor! Give me a few sets of clothes, I'm so poor now, the little lizard eats all my things clean!"

Nangong Lingxie complained bitterly, his handsome facial features were full of endless grievances, and he looked like a poor man.

"Uh-" The little fox was speechless, and he couldn't refuse the extremely pitiful eyes of Shangnangong Ling Xie.

Nangong Lingxiao stretched out his hand, pushed Nangong Lingxiao away, and ordered the little fox: "If you don't give it, you won't kill him if you are poor!"

"Brother, I don't take you like this, all the good things are given to you, not so partial, little fox woman, okay!" Although Nangong Lingxie was pushed away, his hands were still clenched into fists, and his eyes were still pitiful with begging, this look, no one could refuse, not to mention, in the fierce battle, in order to wash off the blood stains on his face, this thing actually tore off the bridge of the fake nose and false eyebrows, and now he is a beautiful young man!

Murong Feihu stood not far away, watching quietly, the dragon scale fan in his hand jumping restlessly: "Master, go, I want a few sets of clothes to wear, you put on those clothes, and definitely throw them a few streets away!"

"How many streets, what do you mean?" Murong Feihu frowned, he had never heard of this word.

The dragon scale fan laughed: "Haha, little master, throwing a few streets is a new height, the little fox handed it to me!"

"Uh-handsome, what is it?" Murong Feihu frowned even more, how could this word become more and more fresh.

"Haha, handsome is good-looking, you don't understand this, you-" The dragon scale fan wanted to say that you were out, but after thinking about it, this word was taught by the little fox, let alone say it, so he suffocated it alive, which made him directly not want to deal with Murong Feihu, flew around, and then returned to Murong Feihu's palm and hid in to rest.

Murong Feihu watched the dragon scale fan disappear into his palm all of a swoop, shook his head indifferently, and smiled bitterly: "Whoever she wants to give it to is her freedom." ”

The tone is faint, but it is full of endless longing.

The little fox raised his eyes and saw that Murong Feihu's gaze was like a warm sun through the ten thousand layers of mist, shooting straight into the little fox's heart.

Warm, soft, why?

The little fox hurriedly withdrew her gaze, and at this moment, her heart hurt a little

I don't know why? Every time she collides with Murong Feihu's gaze, it is like ten thousand rattans winding around herself, indescribable, this feeling, although warm, does not reach the margin, makes her a little frightened, she is afraid that the dream is real!

"You can't fall in love with anyone here, otherwise, you will never be able to return to your world!" the man's words hammered at her all the time, reminding her, telling her that this is a game world, and if she wants to get out of this game world, she must forget everything, she can't have love, she can't be emotional, she can't fall in love with everything here, in order to return to her original world, otherwise, she will never be able to go back until she really dies.

"No—don't—" The little fox struggled inwardly, and his face turned pale for a moment.

Nangong Lingxiao felt the strangeness of the little thing in his arms, and pressed his big palm on the little fox's forehead.

A warm current flowed along the anchovy flower on the little fox's forehead and instantly spread throughout the little fox's body.

The little fox slowly stabilized his mood, his breathing gradually smoothed, his face gradually became bloody, and in his ears, Nangong Lingxiao's low voice came: "With me, no one can take you away!"

Low and hoarse, with the unique breath of a teenager, the little fox is completely wrapped, very warm and warm.

The little fox put her ear to the boy's chest, here, the only place where she could find security, here, where she could forget all the pain for a while, here, only he could give her safety.

"I know! I will!" the little fox pressed her ears to the boy's chest, and at this moment, she just wanted to listen quietly to the beautiful heartbeat.

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