After the battle of Qianhuling, when a little white fox fled, for some reason it broke into the Nine Shadows, Yinyu stared at this unscathed little thing, and did something in his mind.

A few days later, on the other side of Penglai Immortal Island, a small white fox ran out of it.

After the little fox came out, he looked at the crack in the mountain for a long time, and then turned his head and ran in the direction of Jingzhou without hesitation.

It did not walk from the place where the human race lived, but from the mountains and forests at the border between the demon world and the human race in the past, although he tried to run faster, but this original body was too ordinary, for this reason, it took him more than a full month to reach the vicinity of Chutiandu in Jingzhou.

He had been squatting near him for seven days, and he had finally made him wait.

In the woods, a stocky fat man and a demon man were talking about something. After a while, the demon man took out an object from his bosom and held it in his hand, as if he wanted to use it as a condition.

"Adults can think about it slowly, this Xuan Han Ice is the treasure of the fox clan. ”

The short and fat man saw the little chalcedony, and the big eyes of the copper bell widened, "Since it is a treasure, how can you be willing to give it to this king?"

"My lord doesn't know, this treasure must also be blessed and consumed, I can't control it with my spiritual power, and my mind is not on it. But my lord, you... On the contrary, if we are mutually beneficial, why not?"

"Indeed, in that case, the king will accept it, and you go back and plan it well, and when the time comes. He gestured with a killing gesture.

"Understood, I'll go back and prepare, farewell!"

The short and fat man sent away the demon man, immediately picked up the little chalcedony and looked at it repeatedly, and after a while, he proudly hid in his clothes, lifted his robe, and strode towards Qingzhou.

The little white fox's eyes flashed with a strange light, and after a while, he quietly followed behind the stocky and fat man.

The short and fat man Xu was single-minded, and he didn't find the little fox behind him when he reached the top of the snowy mountain.

The little fox did not follow him into the main hall, he still found a place to hide first. After hiding for a few days, it learned that this place was called the top of the mountain, and that the short and fat man was the leader of the giant clan who had grown in the past few hundred years, King Bingqiang.

This Bingqiang King took advantage of the failure of the White Fox Clan's Fox King to annex the Fox Clan's forces, and the demon clan man who was in harmony with him actually stole his magic weapon out as an exchange condition.

Although he was angry in his heart, but when he thought about it, it saved him a lot of trouble, as long as he got Xuan Hanbing to cultivate this time, it wouldn't be long before he was free.

He waited quietly for a few more days, and on this day, the king of Bingqiang did not know what news he had received, and on a whim, he drank and had fun in the palace, and the wine and pleasure were luxurious until dawn.

The little white fox kept his ears pricked up to listen to the movement, and at dawn, when the loud snoring of the Ice Qiang King came from the hall, he sneaked in.

Half an hour later, there was a sudden loud shout from the hall, a crackling sound mixed with a shout of wah-wah, and when the weapons were slashed and rushed to the door, a little white fox rushed out of the temple gate in a frenzy.

The little white fox chased after a long string of pitchfork brutes, swallowed what it was holding in its mouth, and drilled into the mountain path, and in a short time its little body disappeared into the thick snow.

When the Ice Qiang King chased him out, he looked at the path that couldn't tell whether it was a stone or a snow or a little white fox, and he stomped hard in anger, and then the mountain was like an earthquake, and the top of the mountain ridge shook, and the snow on the rocks fell in large chunks.

"King, there are footprints!" "The giant mage's mountain-like body condescendingly saw the footprints on the snow.

Hearing this, the Ice Qiang King followed the direction of the giant mage's finger, jumped lightly on the mountain stone, and a few vertical jumps to the place where the footprints were, he stared at the copper bell and took a closer look, and jumped again, this jump he injected the power of King Kong, the mountain stone was shaken, and even the little white fox was bounced off the ground, exposed to his field of vision.

The little white fox was bounced up by the force, and immediately turned around in mid-air, and continued to drill into the gap in the mountain rocks in front of him.

The Ice Qiang King was still some distance away from the place where the little white fox appeared, and when he saw the little white fox disappear under his nose again, he was furious, and turned his hands around, and struck them in that direction with both hands.

When the hidden weapon was shot, he heard a dull cry, which was far away, and the King of Bingqiang listened with his ears pricked up, and after a while, he grinded his teeth and said: "Hmph!

The little white fox was originally an ordinary fox, if he hadn't swallowed Xuan Han Bing, I was afraid that this secret weapon had already pierced his body.

The little white fox looked at the ice needle inserted in his leg, pulled it out with his claws, the blood from the wound flowed very slowly, his body was numb for a while, and his limbs were a little stiff, he grinded his teeth, thinking that he was so depressed now, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

I don't know how long he ran, and I don't know where he went, until he couldn't run anymore, so he plunged headlong into a dark cave.

It was pitch black in front of him, he couldn't see the road in front of him clearly, and he didn't know if there was danger, he only knew that he had to find a safe place to hide, he kept walking forward with his intuition, and suddenly, in the darkness, a jumping shadow appeared in front of him.

The shadow let out a "huh" and hurriedly ran towards him.

His eyes could no longer see the real thing, and he vaguely felt a shadow coming towards him. He was alert and turned around and ran.

"Don't run, it's dangerous!" the shadow shouted after him.

Listen to the shouts, she should be a little girl. But why is there a little girl in this dark place? Before he could think about it, the shadow had already caught up with him.

The shadow grabbed the little white fox and held him in his arms, and said, "You little thing, why are you so naughty, I said that there is a danger of traps, and you are injured!"

The little white fox seemed to resist her, twisting desperately to get out of her arms.

"You're bleeding!" the shadow hugged him, tilting her head to figure out what to do.

The little white fox listened to the tone of her voice, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at her, how could there be such a stupid person in this world.

"Hah!" Shadow picked him up and ran towards a secret room.

The little white fox was keenly aware that this was not an ordinary secret room.

The shadow hugged him, walked over to a large rock, reached out, and then pressed a cloud of purple light to his injured leg.

The little white fox wailed, turned his head to look at his injured leg, and saw that the wound was rapidly healing, so he turned his eyes to look at her.

"What are you looking at? Doesn't it hurt? It's okay for a while. Every time I get hurt, I just go in and get some sleep, isn't it amazing?" Shadow talked to the little white fox for a long time, as if she didn't know how to express her feelings other than that.