In the morning, the first rays of sunlight shine through the window on the face of the foxy child.

The snow-white and pink skin is flawless in the morning light, imprinting a girlish luster.

"Hmm..."

After a few frowns, the fox slowly woke up.

The first thing I saw was the familiar ceiling, and the unique incense in the air.

This is... My room?

Fox Meier looked around a little blindfolded.

Familiar décor, familiar bed, familiar room.

Only then did Fox Meier confirm this conjecture, and she was in Roaring Ridge, in her boudoir.

No, yesterday I do remember that Ling'er threw me in the back mountain, and then I was attacked by three demon wolves, I desperately ran and hid, and finally I was caught, and...

Staring at the wooden door not far away in a daze, the memory came to an abrupt end, and I can only vaguely remember that when I was about to die, someone called my mother and pounced to save me.

Could it be that Ling'er saved me?

Fox Meier couldn't believe it.

Crunch.

At this moment, as if to confirm the conjecture, the door opened.

The shadow that came in was slender and slender, familiar and strange.

Hu Mei'er rubbed her eyes hard, looking at her daughter in disbelief, Hu Ling'er was walking in with a tray with a small bowl of hot porridge and two side dishes.

"Ling'er, you..."

Hu Meier never expected that her daughter would actually bring her breakfast?

Could it be that I was really saved by Ling'er last night?

Thinking of this, Fox Meier's face showed a hint of flattery.

"Smile and smile, laugh and laugh, you are all old, and you are still holding people back? When do you say you can make people save some snacks?"

Hu Ling'er's voice revealed irritability, which instantly made Hu Mei'er's smile freeze for three points.

She angrily put the tray on the bedside table.

Seeing her daughter's blunt attitude, Fox Meier couldn't help but feel sour in her heart again.

She lowered her head guiltily, pursed her lips, timidly, and said in a voice that was difficult to hear: "Yes... I'm sorry, Ling'er, for my mother... The slave family bothered you, I'm so sorry, I'm not... Hmm?!"

Before she could finish her words, a spoon with porridge blocked her mouth.

This is...

Fox Mei'er's eyes shrank sharply.

The porridge is very badly cooked, and there are a lot of other ingredients mixed in it, which is sweet and raw.

This porridge has been simmered for at least three hours, so you can swallow it without chewing, but now the sun has just risen?

Moreover, the temperature has also been blown cold, scalding, but just not burning.

No, no, no, that's not the point.

With a spoon in her mouth, the fox girl followed the hand holding the spoon in a daze, and saw the person who fed her porridge.

Who else could there be besides his daughter Hu Ling'er?

"Quick... If you starve to death, I won't save you in vain?" her mouth was still so vicious, but her face was a little embarrassed and red.

But none of that matters.

The nose suddenly felt a little sour.

Look at your own daughter.

Although Hu Ling'er didn't look at herself from beginning to end, her face was betraying her inner flush.

Moreover, when she blew the porridge in the cold spoon, her serious appearance was something that Hu Meier had never seen.

My daughter... Feeding me porridge?

"Oh, open your mouth, drink quickly!" Hu Ling'er had an extremely bad attitude, but the hand that handed the porridge was extremely gentle.

"Ahh Hmmm!" tears welled up in his eyes.

Fox opened her mouth and took another sip.

Delicious!

It's not the taste of the ingredients themselves, but in this porridge, she seems to have tasted her daughter's care for herself!

I...

Am I dreaming?

Or is it that I'm actually dead now, that I was hallucinating before I died?

No.

Even if this is really a dying fantasy, then it might be a good idea to die like this!

Fox Meier, the sadness of the past twenty years broke out in the form of tears at this moment.

She couldn't restrain herself any longer, and hid her face and cried bitterly.

Daughter, feed yourself porridge.

It's such simple happiness, in fact, it is the most extravagant thing she has hoped for in the past twenty years.

"Uhhh

The appearance of the fox Mei'er crying bitterly was also seen by Hu Ling'er.

Why is Hu Mei'er so attached to herself? Hu Ling'er didn't understand it before, but now, she does.

Because of this dedication, there is another name.

It's family affection.

As a mother, sometimes you don't want much.

Maybe it's just that you can feed her a mouthful of porridge when she's sick.

Maybe it's just that we haven't seen each other for a long time, but when we meet again, you call her...

"Mom, don't cry. ”

Hu Ling'er's somewhat dry voice made Hu Mei'er's cry stop abruptly.

For a while, she even wondered if she was old and had a problem with her ears, but thinking that she was only 165 years old, she was very young, so she denied this speculation.

Raising her head, she saw Hu Ling'er sluggishly, looking at herself with a dissatisfied face, but looking at herself with a red face.

"The green rice cake you made... It's delicious, thank you. ”

I...... I'm not dreaming, am I?

If she could, she would love to slap herself twice now to make sure she wasn't dreaming.

But she didn't dare.

If it's a dream, slap yourself, what if you wake up?

Let... The dream continues, and maybe it's not bad.

"Hmmm! you like, for... I'll do it for you when the slave family is ready!"

"Uh...... Well. ”

A pair of separated mother and daughter, at this moment, seem to be close to three points.

It's not a dream.

At the door, Qiu Wanli, who was watching this scene, smiled slightly, turned around and left with confidence.

It's not a dream, two kings.

You moved your daughter.

Anyway, now it seems that on your side, I don't have to worry about it.

At the same time, a thunderbolt suddenly flashed in the cloudless clear sky.

Thunder, accompanied by dark and unbounded black clouds, began to envelop this thriving continent.

... A day ago...

The huge fairy wood gate, just pushed open, emitted a series of loud noises like a grenade detonating.

Meng Xiang couldn't help but be stunned as he watched Zhu Jue push open this huge gate the size of Everest with one hand.

Over here... Was there such a door?

This location is about two kilometers east of the Tianhe River where the seven fairies who were peeked at by Erlang God took a bath.

Here Meng Xiang used to come to peek when the Seven Fairies were taking a bath... Uh, no, by chance.

But with such a big door, no matter how you say it, you can't escape Meng Xiang's eyes, right?

Moreover, this door is not on some huge wall or high mountain.

On the contrary, the door stood there inexplicably, like an enlarged version of Tinker Bell's arbitrary door.

This... It should be a ban, right?

Meng Xiang glanced at Zhu Jue on the side, and couldn't help muttering a little in his heart, but he still walked in.

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