Lin Jing stood for a long time, and in the end, to no avail, he walked to Murong Feihu's side dejectedly: "Little uncle, if King Xiao goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't last long?"

Murong Feihu glanced at Lin Jing lightly, under the moonlight, a trace of redness appeared on the woman's emaciated cheeks, and when she met Murong Feihu's gaze, Lin Jing hurriedly avoided it, her heart pounding.

Why do you have to do this every time you get close to Uncle Xiao?

No, it can't be like this.

Lin Jing warned herself not to think nonsense, but as long as she got close to Murong Feihu, she couldn't control her heartbeat!

"No, the seal in his body needs to be lifted, and it can't be broken until the mountains and rivers are exhausted!" Murong Feihu opened his mouth lightly, and his tone was cold without a trace of temperature.

Lin Jing took a few steps back, controlled her breathing, and left briskly after a sigh.

Lin Tianyi saw Lin Jing's back leaving in a hurry, shook his head and sighed: "Hey, the female is not staying!"

"Daddy, are you talking about sister?" Lin Ping didn't know when he jumped behind Lin Tianyi, and suddenly popped out such a sentence, which made Lin Tianyi stunned for a moment, turned around, and looked at Lin Ping.

"Ping'er, King Cheng, how are they now?"

Lin Ping raised his eyebrows and said, "Red Sleeves and the Venerable Lord are taking care of them, Dad, I just asked you if you said that your sister is old?"

Lin Tianyi snorted and said, "Hmph, you kid is not young anymore, don't pester your sister like a child anymore, you know?"

After saying that, he turned around and left!

"Dad, I have something to look for you, don't go-hey, Dad-" Lin Ping chased a few steps and followed Lin Tianyi to the side to discuss things.

Murong Feihu stood not far from Nangong Lingxiao, looking at the little fox lying on the ground unconscious, he thought of the little fox looking at her before he fell unconscious.

"Little fox, do you know anything?" Murong Feihu opened the folding fan in his hand again, looking at the vivid dragon's eye, his thoughts flew to a long time and space.

"Master, where are my father and mother?" asked the old man opposite the four or five-year-old baby sitting on the futon.

The old man had a golden beard and silver hair, looked at the chessboard in front of him with a kind face, and heard the little baby next to him ask, and said, "In the spirit of rootlessness, how can you come to your parents?"

Xiaowa didn't understand, looked at the old man with a pair of blue and white eyes, and asked, "Where am I from?"

The old man touched his beard: "Born of heaven and earth, the aura is transformed, don't ask more questions about the flying fox, your life is determined by heaven, I just temporarily raise you for the heavens!"

The little baby nodded as if she didn't understand and said no more, playing with a black folding fan in her hand.

At this moment, a white chess piece landed in the black folding fan, and the original black folding fan was dotted with a round white dot, and the white chess piece disappeared, and the folding fan was extremely smooth, only the white position lasted for a long time.

The old man sighed: "It's hard to escape!"

The little baby was puzzled, just curious about the white dots on it, she couldn't pick it off with her hands, bit it with her teeth, and didn't move, and finally, when she was tired, she fell asleep on the folding fan!

"Why?" Murong Feihu was still puzzled, so he had to put away the folding fan and walk to Nangong Lingxiao and sit on the ground.

"Xiao'er, are you tired?"

Nangong Lingxiao: "Uncle Xiao, why hasn't the little fox woken up yet?"

Nangong Lingxiao held the little fox's little paw, and he didn't want to let go for a moment, this paw was his temperature.

Murong Feihu used his spiritual power to probe the little fox's injuries, and found that the injuries on the little fox's body were still gone, and even the shoulder that was almost bitten off by the cheetah was completely grown at this moment.

"It's okay, she's just too tired!" Murong Feihu stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt on the little fox's shoulder upward, the little face was bloodless, but it made people think about it.

How could such a beautiful little fox be so injured?

The little fox was in pain, vomiting blood in pain, she didn't know whether she was struck by lightning or burned by fire, in short, in her sleep, she was either slag by lightning or burned to ashes by fire, and so on again and again, finally, when she didn't feel pain, she opened her eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" the little fox opened her eyes and saw that she was surrounded by people, and everyone had sadness in their eyes, as if she were dead.

Hearing her voice, Lin Jing and Red Sleeves burst into tears.

"Great, you're not dead, you're not dead—woo-woo-" Red Sleeves and Lin Jing hugged each other and cried.

The little fox felt a little funny, he just slept for a while, why did he die?

Look to the other side again.

Emma - these eyes are so red as blood!

At this moment, Nangong Lingxiao's eyes were full of bloodshots, and the thrilling scene of last night was vivid, he hated and wanted to beat the Jade Emperor severely, but fortunately, at dawn, this little fox broke open his eyes.

"You-" Nangong Lingxiao turned his face away, there was excitement and excitement in his eyes, and more distress.

The little fox wanted to get up in surprise, but found that he couldn't move, and wanted to raise his hand, but was held down by Nangong Lingxiao on the side.

"Don't move, you're injured, it's not easy to move!" Nangong Lingxiao lowered his eyelids, unable to see the color in his eyes.

The little fox turned his head and asked Lin Jing, "Sister Jing, what's wrong with me?"

Lin Jing's eyes were full of tears, and she turned her head away from looking at the little fox.

The little fox went to ask Redsleeves again, but Redsleeves covered his face and said nothing.

looked at Nangong Ling Xie again.

Nangong Ling Xie snorted and turned his face away.

The little fox was puzzled and looked at Murong Feihu with an indifferent face.

Murong Feihu avoided the little fox's gaze and said, "The heavenly thunder has slashed you, and the heavenly fire has burned you!"

The little fox's heart trembled, it turned out that last night, the feeling in her dream was not fake, but real, and the man holding herself was Nangong Lingxiao.

The little fox blinked her eyes and looked at Nangong Lingxiao, she saw that Nangong Lingxiao's cheeks were covered with red scars, the back of his hands, and his clothes were covered with dark red blood stains, and even his originally black hair seemed to have been burned.

The little fox closed his eyes and asked Xiaobai in the self-love space.

"Xiaobai, last night, did you know anything about the outside world?" the little fox looked at Xiaobai who was entrenched in front of the bed with a pair of hazy eyes.

Xiao Bai drooped his head, one of the nine heads was raised, his eyes were bloodshot and said, "Mother, you were almost chopped to death and burned to death, woo-"

The little fox raised her eyes, looked at the hydra Xiaobai in front of her, and looked at Xiaobai crying sadly, she couldn't ask more, twisted her head away little by little, and looked into the dressing mirror not far from the head of the bed.

In the mirror, she saw that she was wrapped in a white cloth all over her body, her ears seemed to be burned out of shape, only a pair of eyes, her nose and mouth were completely wrapped, she raised her right hand with difficulty, fortunately, she didn't hurt her bones, and her hand could still move.

The little fox closed her eyes and returned to reality, she let out a long breath and said, "It's okay, I'm not dead, don't worry, let's go!"

Nangong Lingxiao didn't speak, but stood up and waved his hand.

Nangong Lingxie took the lead in getting up.

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