Chapter 616: White Fox Night Walk

In the middle of the night, Qing Jiuying carried a lamp and chased a white shadow to the depths of the mountains and forests, the cold became stronger, and the red maple fell on Wanling's snow-colored skirt with morning dew, adding a bit of gorgeousness.

The white fox was walking extremely fast, Qing Jiuying chased and chased, and he was out of breath before he barely fell, "Sister Wanling, do you really know where my senior sister is?"

The white fox didn't reply, and the night wind blew her smiling voice, "Nine phoenixes and phoenixes, all beasts surrender, except for your master, who has this ability." ”

"But the outside said that the long-lost Medicine Spirit City was slaughtered overnight last night, and the smell of blood spread directly outside the city. ”

The white fox held his footsteps, turned to look at Qing Jiuying and smiled, and said deliberately, "If you are afraid, you don't have to follow." ”

The woman of the fox clan is born beautiful and incomprehensible, and the white fox Wanling is the leader of the fox clan, and she is even more amorous.

Qing Jiuying's face turned red when she looked at her, and she didn't dare to look at her directly, but she didn't want to be underestimated by her, so she walked a few steps quickly with the lantern, and walked in front of the white fox before saying, "What is there to be afraid of, I just don't believe what they say, the slaughter of Medicine Spirit City was definitely not done by my master, so I don't believe that my master will be there." ”

"In absence...... If you go, you'll know. Seeing Qing Jiuying's suspicious face, the white fox said with a determined face, "The city may not have been slaughtered by her, but she must be in the disappeared Medicine Spirit City, because ...... The Nine Phoenix, which lit up most of the night sky last night, is in the direction of Medicine Spirit City!"

Since the catastrophe of Wuxind, Qing Jiuying was rescued by the white fox, and has been taken care of by the white fox, if the painting heart is the first person he respects in his heart, then the white fox can be ranked second, he naturally believes her.

Seeing that the white fox crossed him and walked towards the depths of the mountains and clouds on his own, Qing Jiuying didn't think much about why Wan Ling could find this legendary ancient city that was nowhere to be found, and immediately chased after him again with a lantern.

While chasing, he said unashamedly, "Wanling, you wait for me, I'm so good a man, how can I let you go alone in the middle of the night with a girl's house." ”

That look, demeanor, and words, most of all, a shy red cloud on his face when he turned his head, couldn't help but remind Wan Ling of a person.

She remembered the scholar of the Ning family who met by the Tianling Pond that year, the scholar at that time was also so weak, so delicate, and so shy when she saw the girl's house.

Qing Jiuying said that he was not afraid, and walked a few steps forward, only to see that the night was dark and dark, and he couldn't see the end at a glance, and the dim lanterns reflected the branches of thousand-year-old trees, like the fierce and vicious wild ghosts in the mountains and forests were waving their teeth and claws towards him.

He couldn't help but panic, stumbled on his feet, fell backwards, and fell into a soft embrace.

The white fox helped Qing Jiuying up, pursed his lips and smiled, broke a begonia from the branch beside him, held one end himself, handed the other fiery bouquet to Qing Jiuying, and took the lantern in Qing Jiuying's hand and said, "Oh, hurry up, if you get lost, I won't look for you." ”

Qing Jiuying held the begonia in the palm of his hand, and a panicked heart suddenly settled down.

He didn't have time to think about whether there were man-eating monsters in this forest, and his mind was full of graceful smiles.

It was as if the begonia was directly inserted into his heart, and it took root and sprouted in his heart and grew wantonly, and in an instant, a large number of gorgeous flowers bloomed, like a fire, fascinated his mind, and made him trance.