Chapter 8 There is a fiery red jungle

After all, he was also afraid that the mulberry line behind him would chase after him, and Chen Mo didn't dare to stay longer, the sky was just dawn, Chen Mo couldn't care about the injuries on his body, and continued to hurry, after all, there were still thousands of miles away, how much he had walked. While walking, I also thought that after I arrived at the Longhu Mountain to send the letter, I still had to go to the capital to see Xu Sheng, he said that he had been down the mountain for more than four years, and he had heard of the reputation of the little Confucian saint in the capital in this Jiangcheng, and he wanted to be able to mix well in the capital。

Walking like this, I walked nearly a hundred miles in a day unconsciously, and I still never walked out of this dense forest, but I never met the Hehuan Sect Taoist, and I thought that he and himself were not on the same path, and the original dazzling sunlight disappeared at this time, and was replaced by a dark night, which was indeed pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers. If it is in other places, it is regularly bathed in the soft moonlight at this time, but here, all those moonlight and stars are blocked by the dense foliage, and no trace can be revealed.

Chen Mo walked for a day, not a drop of water valley entered, also thanks to his own cultivation, on weekdays, he cultivated in the valley, and it was not a big deal if he didn't eat the water valley for more than ten days, if it was other mortals, he would have been tired and lay down. It's just that seeing that it was getting late, Chen Mo was also thinking about the thousands of miles and was not in a hurry at this time, so he tightened the burden on his shoulders, found a towering tree, took off the long sword he was carrying cross-legged, put the burden on his shoulders on the ground, and sat down cross-legged by himself, leaning on the towering tree to rest.

Night, about three watches later, although the sky is not yet dawn, but it is just a matter of habit, Chen Mo also opened his eyes at this time, looked around, but did not notice anything strange, after thinking for a while, Chen Mo took out the piece of yellow silk from his arms, stretched it out, planning to look at the book of heaven, maybe he was realizing something, the formula he realized last night has not thought of a good name, nor has he used it, just looking at the momentum, it will not be weak.

"Booming ......"

Suddenly, Chen Mo noticed a noise in the grass behind him. Hearing the sound, Chen Mo hurriedly stood up, put away the silk silk, held the long sword in his hand, and cautiously walked towards the grass behind the tree. His eyes were also staring at the grass, not daring to let go of a trace of strange wind and grass. Even though Chen Mo is also a genius of the heavens, and he is a rare asset in the Dao Sect for a hundred years, but at this moment, his mind is also very nervous, could it be that the Taoist Sang Xing chased after him? Although it is late autumn now, it is the middle of the night at this time, the cool breeze is blowing, it is cool, and some weak individuals will feel a little cold, but Chen Mo's forehead is oozing a little sweat.

"Chirp ......" There was a faint cry from among the grass, so faint that it was impossible to tell what animal was inside. It's just that this cry made Chen Mo breathe a sigh of relief, at least it won't be a person, let alone kill people and take goods. Thinking like this, Chen Mo breathed a long sigh of relief, held the long sword in one hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve with the other hand, and was no longer as cautious as before, just strode towards the grass, and when he got closer, he used the long sword in his hand to push away the grass, ready to see what was inside. But he didn't expect that just as the long sword in his hand cut through the grass, a fiery red light rushed straight into his face.

It was also thanks to Chen Mo's eye disease, seeing this, he hurriedly turned sideways to dodge. Even so, Chen Mo still felt scared for a while, fortunately he hid it, otherwise, his handsome face would have suffered. After scolding in his heart, Chen Mo hurriedly turned around to see what it was.

I saw that the animal was all fiery red, lying peacefully under the big tree that Chen Mo was leaning on, without any movement, and its breath was weak. Seeing this, Chen Mo walked over without any caution, and when he got closer, he found that this was actually a fox, and when he looked closely, there was a dark red wound on its back, which was shocking.

"Remember, after going down the mountain, you can kill anything, except the fox. If I know that you hurt the fox, don't blame me for not knowing you anymore. Seeing this fox, suddenly a neutral voice thought in Chen Mo's heart, and then thinking about that person, Chen Mo suddenly became excited, sighed, and said to himself: "Alas! This fox is blessed." With that, he tore off a strip of cloth from the hem of his robe, and carefully bandaged the fox's wounds, lest it hurt it.

It's just that even so, the fox still woke up with a sigh, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Chen Mo staring at him, first his hair trembled, his teeth were bared, and his eyes glared at Chen Mo with a fierce light, as if he was going to rush up and fight Chen Mo.

"Hehe, this little fox is staring at the life-saving benefactor like this?" Chen Mo was made to laugh and cry by its actions, and opened his mouth to laugh.

This fox seemed to be able to understand human speech, hearing Chen Mo's words, he was stunned at first, and then as if he felt the strip of cloth on his back to bandage the wound, the fierce light in his eyes suddenly dissipated, replaced by a kind of shame, drooping and revealed, but looked up at Chen Mo from time to time.

Seeing this, Chen Mo was even more happy in his heart, and walked over directly, stroked the fox's head, and said in a low voice: "Twenty years ago, my uncle went down the mountain to practice, but he brought back a fox, so he crossed the moat and opened the gate of heaven with a sword. Do you say I'll take you back to count?" he said, as if he remembered something, he turned his head to look at the package under the tree, and couldn't help but sigh lightly: "Alas! Forget it, I still have to send a letter to someone!"

Saying this, the movements in his hands never stopped, smoothing the hair on the fox's head, looking at the fox again, and speaking again: "You should also be transformed, right?" and did not pay attention to the fox's eyes and just said to himself, "I don't know what you were called before, but I have to give you a name, right, you see that you are bright and red, so it is better to call you Huo'er." ”

When the fox heard this, he first glanced up at Chen Mo, and then as if by acquiescence, he jumped up directly and jumped into Chen Mo's arms, his head snuggling tightly against Chen Mo's neck.

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It's hard to see in the middle of the night, and there is a fiery red jungle!