"Hmm......"

Wu Ming fumbled and sat up from the ground and checked his surroundings.

As soon as he walked into the fog, he felt that something was wrong, not only did the fog obstruct his vision, but it also caused him to lose his direction and sense of distance.

There seemed to be a formation in that mist, and Wu Ming and Yan Chixia quickly dispersed, and then suddenly fell into the valley with their feet empty.

Wu Ming had already been thrown off the cliff by Huang Tianhua many times, so he coped with it easily when he fell off the cliff and did not suffer any injuries, but his clothes were scraped several times, and it seemed that he was scrapped.

Messing up another piece of clothing, Wu Ming sighed, looked around, and saw no trace of the beard, the fog in the bottom of this valley was thick, even if Wu Ming had good eyesight, he could only barely see more than ten meters away.

"TMD, I was deceived by that female ghost again!" Wu Ming scolded depressedly, then stood up and walked in one direction at the bottom of the valley, looking for Yan Chixia's traces.

Although the fog at the bottom of the valley is wet and heavy, it seems to be just an ordinary fog and does not disorient.

It seems that the mist halfway up the mountain is specially used by Chun Tao to deal with himself and Yan Chixia, Wu Ming scolded again, the next time I see this ghost woman, I will definitely not say a word, I will give her a five-thunder blow when I go up!

The vegetation in the valley was dense, Wu Ming walked far away and did not find any trace of Yan Chixia, seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Wu Ming was anxious, but he did not dare to shout loudly, for fear of alarming the monsters in the mountain.

Whew—

Suddenly, a low howl came from a distance, and Wu Ming was suddenly shocked in his heart, there are still wild beasts in this valley?

Beast Wu Ming is not very afraid, he has dealt with many beasts during the special training of Qingfeng Mountain, and he can be regarded as experienced in combat.

But the shouting in front of him was not loud, but there was a feeling of dying breath, Wu Ming hesitated, and finally walked in the direction of the sound.

The sound sounded intermittently, Wu Ming pushed aside the bushes and walked forward, and soon found a clearing, a red thing in the center of the clearing, pressed there by a pocket, and let out a wail from time to time.

Wu Ming took two steps forward and took a closer look, this fluffy mass was ...... Fox?

It was indeed a red fox, with very messy fur, pressed to the ground by a pocket, trembling slightly, and occasionally letting out a wail or two.

The most in the chat is the fox spirit, this fox can't be a monster, right?

Wu Ming stared at the dying little fox in front of him, and his heart was in a hurry.

He walked up and squatted down to take a closer look, in addition to the pockets pressed on his body, the little fox's two hind legs were also injured, and the blood coagulated on the red fur, which looked a little miserable.

But what is amazing is that despite being so badly injured and still pressed here, the two corners of the fox's mouth are still slightly raised, as if he is laughing.

It's really laughing, it's a standard Erha smile.

"You fox is so weird, you're going to die and laugh. Wu Ming squatted there and said, not thinking about whether to save the fox or not.

Whew—

The fox on the ground let out a faint wail, and his eyes revealed a sad look, but the corners of his mouth were always slightly raised, a standard smile.

Wu Ming sighed: "For the sake of your Erha face, I will save you once." ”

As he spoke, Wu Ming reached out and grabbed the mouth of the pocket and lifted it up.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming sighed lightly, this pocket was much heavier than he imagined, and the pocket that looked like it was no more than the size of a schoolbag weighed dozens of catties.

Wu Ming put his hand hard, lifted his pocket and put it aside, without this weight on his body, the fox's expression eased a lot, and he stopped wailing.

However, the fox's body trembled slightly, and he still couldn't stand up.

Wu Ming lifted the fox's hind legs with his hand and checked it: "There is no fracture, the bleeding has stopped, and it should be fine for a few days." ”

After that, Wu Ming took the pocket in front of him and opened the mouth of the bag.

"There's something in this bag that is so heavy that it almost crushes you to death. ”

As soon as the mouth of the bag opened, a golden light surged, Wu Ming was caught off guard and was shaken in front of him for a while, he shook his head and looked into the bag again, and found that it was a golden Buddha statue.

Glittering and so heavy, it's definitely golden!

God really won't treat honest people badly! Wu Ming held the golden Buddha in the bag and almost laughed out loud.

Whew—

The fox on the ground suddenly screamed, stretched out its front paws and put them on the edge of the bag, and the sharp claw tips pierced deep into the bag, making a look of refusing to let go.

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, and tried to lift the bag twice, but the fox's claws were so firmly attached to the bag that he refused to let go, and was waved up and down with him, which looked quite funny.

Does this fox also want to fight the idea of this golden Buddha?

"Hey, I saved your life, you're so ungrateful to come and grab something from me now. Wu Ming frowned and said, his hand shaking at an accelerated pace, but this fox was like a piece of kraft candy, firmly stuck to that pocket, and refused to let go of his claws.

Wu Ming was a little irritable, and he really wanted to kick this fox who didn't know what to do, but when he saw the smiling face that looked like Erha, he couldn't bear it.

Wu Ming thought for a while, took out a green jade porcelain bottle from his arms, and placed it in front of the fox.

"This is a golden pill, I got it from the gods, it can heal your injuries immediately, you eat this golden pill, don't grab this bag with me." ”

Whew—

The fox stretched out his other front paw and slapped the bottle away, still with the usual smile on his face and his eyes full of disdain.

"I'll go, you're still energetic!" Wu Ming was a little angry.

This is the golden pill refined by the Pure Void Moral True Monarch, although the side effects are a little bigger, it is also a magic medicine to bring the dead back to life!

Wu Ming put away the medicine bottle, stood up with the bag, "I'm too lazy to care about you, I'll go to Xiaoqian now, and take her home after I find her, it's convenient for you." ”

Wu Ming picked up the bag, but the fox still didn't let go, hanging on the bag and dangling around, like a tattered fox skin scarf.

Wu Ming walked a few steps, looked down at the Erha fox, and sighed.

"I thought I was money obsessed enough, but I didn't think that you, a fox, were more greedy for money than I was. Wu Ming put the bag on the ground and opened the mouth of the bag.

"You get into this bag first, I'll take you with me, and I'll wait until I find Xiaoqian and leave Montenegro. ”

Oh~

The fox screamed, nodded, and then let Wu Ming carry it into the bag and curl up on the side of the golden Buddha, showing a look of satisfaction.

Wu Ming couldn't help but secretly marvel at it, it seemed that this little fox was really psychic, but it neither spoke nor turned into a human form, Wu Ming was never sure if it was a fox spirit.

"Let's go, go find that old demon of Montenegro. Wu Ming carried the bag back and climbed along the rattan on the mountain wall towards the top of the valley.

Whoop~whoa~

When the fox in the bag heard Wu Ming's words, he immediately chirped and kept moving.

"Don't move, or you'll fall. Wu Ming frowned and said, and then regardless of the fox rummaging in the bag, he began to climb up with all his strength.

Although it is a cliff of thousands of meters, it is just a pediatric for Wu Ming, who has undergone special training for cliff jumping.

......

In the valley, a cliff full of rattans, there is a large piece of rattan constantly shaking, and if you look closely, you can find that it is a person, entangled by countless rattans, wrapped in a ball of thread and hanging in the air.

The rattan couldn't help shaking, and Yan Chixia's voice came from inside.

"Is there anyone?Wu Ming, my sword has fallen, come and help me untie it!"