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Liu Yun disappeared again.

But knowing that his life was not in danger, everyone on Songtao Peak was a little relieved.

A year later.

Liu Yun got up from somewhere in the jungle, and layers of decaying and fallen leaves piled up a thick layer on him.

He blinked in confusion, what was going on? What about the master? What about Senior Brother Xiaohong?

Why am I always so virtuous? Why am I beaten so much that I don't even know where I am?

Even the broadsword was scattered.

The man beat his chest and stood, and wailed on the ground, and his terrible cry echoed in the jungle for a long time.

Frightened by the crows and birds, a certain vengeful crow left a piece of gorgeous bird feces on his head, and he never noticed it.

The body is finally no longer empty, and there is not a single hair to be seen, but it is not easy to cultivate the true qi in the middle stage of refining and refining qi, why has it recovered to the early stage, why is there only the tenth heaven in the early stage?

He was so depressed that he even had the heart to kill himself.

The Sage's Blood Jade is a deceitful thing, how did I get such a useless thing to hold back?

Five days later, he arrived at a small village.

Here, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, gentle and quiet, the traffic is strange, and the fields are fertile.

He stood at the entrance of the village, dusty, and had been on the road for several days, and he was a little tired.

He was about to walk towards the village, when suddenly there was a noise in the village, and someone shouted: Hurry up, stop that vixen!

Liu Yun was stunned, the fox spirit? After a while, he became excited again, he loved the fox spirit the most!

The saliva flowed down, and thousands of thoughts instantly turned in his heart, hugging a fox woman, dragging a snow-white fox tail on the woman's tail vertebrae, fluffy, warm, as a quilt in winter, a fan in summer, warm in winter and cool in summer, a must-have at home, a must-have for the journey!

The light in his eyes flashed, this guy's face was already flushed, and his heart was beating like crazy!

In an instant, a snow-white fox turned around a house and appeared in front of him, and a group of uncles and aunts behind the fox, holding sickles, hoes, shovels, and rakes, hurried after the fox.

They shouted: The fox spirit does not run, and often comes to my village to steal food, and today I have to arrest you for some silver as compensation!

The little fox's two bright and snowy eyes were full of tears, which was pitiful.

What an old ruffian, he ran a few steps, and before the villagers could react, before the little fox could react, he picked up the little fox and hugged him in his arms.

The little fox struggled in his arms, and its two front paws kept kicking, causing the old ruffian to stare at it, and its body trembled and stabilized.

When the old ruffian saw the tears in the eyes of the little fox, he was very excited, he was really a fox spirit!

Now hugging the little fox, it really feels very good, just wait for the little fox to succeed in cultivation and turn into a beautiful woman, in order to repay his life-saving grace, he throws himself into his arms and promises him.

The old ruffian had a lewd expression and a lewd expression, which scared the little fox in his arms to the core!

He hugged the little fox, turned around and ran, strode meteors, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Leaving a dumbfounded group of villagers with big eyes on small eyes.

Liu Yun's old ruffian originally planned to spend the night in the village to recuperate, but now that he has a little fox, how can he take care of anything else.

In the middle of the night, the stars are shining, the moonlight is just right, and the quiet and mild early summer breath is blowing in the face.

The lake next to him is deep and quiet, reflecting the moon, reflecting the stars, a cool breeze, and a peaceful night.

Liu Yun sat beside the fire that had just been raised, facing the little fox. One person and one fox, looking at each other, the atmosphere is weird.

Two fat hares were roasted on the fire, and the grease dripped on the fire, turning into wisps of green smoke in a hissing sound.

After a long time, the old ruffian said, "Little fox, if you can understand me, you will nod."

The little fox's two eyes stared at the fragrant roast rabbit, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and nodded lightly.

Liu Yun's old ruffian spoke again, his expression was solemn and solemn, and said: "Dao Chief, I saved you today, I feel that there is some fate between you and me, but I am willing to go back to the mountain with me, be a pressure village cough, and be a mountain guard spirit beast."

The little fox turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes were confused, the breath on this person's body was so familiar, so kind, had you seen it somewhere?

But it still shook its head firmly, and the old ruffian instantly felt that his face could not be hung up, and he said with a dark face: I really don't want to?

The little fox looked at his slightly rough face, raised his front paws, and gently sketched on the wet and soft soil, and after a while, he carved out a few small characters: Childe is a good person, but the little girl has been out for a long time, and the parents at home are worried about me, and I am afraid that I will not be able to return to the mountain with Childe.

Liu Yun's face fell, and the fox spirit cultivation plan seemed to be impossible to implement.

Liu Yun stretched out his hand, tore off a rabbit leg and threw it to the little fox, and then ripped off another one and gnawed it himself.

The little fox held the rabbit leg with its two front paws, squinted and ate beautifully, looking like it was enjoying it.

This fox must be a foodie, otherwise why does he frequently enter the village to steal food, and he is chased and beaten by the villagers without repentance, and he is still firm.

On the second day, Liu Yun watched the little fox go away and sighed in his heart.

The familiar aura of the little fox always made him wonder and make him throb.

Seeing the little fox man in the distance standing up, stretching out his front paws, he bowed to him three times like a scholar, he smiled slightly, and turned to leave.

The place where the gate of Shenyuan's foreign mansion is located is in the Qilu area, Liu Yun saw the crowd, drew a Taoist talisman, and the flying talisman passed the book back to the mountain, reporting safety, but he didn't want to go back to the mountain, and the days were bleak and desolate after returning to the mountain.

On this day, he came to Lixiayi, and there were several powerful characters on the tall city gate: Jinan County.

The city is bustling with people, and the river is endless.

There are many shops, prosperous and prosperous, selling cloth, selling groceries, butcher shops, food shops, zero times, dazzling.

Lao Liu really wants to squat obscenely on the street corner to watch the big girl and little daughter-in-law, but the aroma of wine next to him is more attractive!

Faint, with an intoxicating dizzy atmosphere, it seduced him fiercely not far away, and just by the smell of wine, he knew that it was good wine!

He didn't step into the restaurant, he picked a table by the window and sat down, and waved his hand to Xiao Er domineeringly: First come to the ten jars of your best wine!

Xiao Er bowed down and promised, and quickly brought him three altars first, Lao Liu took one altar, and immediately reached out and patted the sealing mud, the rich aroma of wine went straight to his nostrils, he tilted his neck and poured a few big mouthfuls.

A refreshing wipe of the mouth, very free. The smell of wine brought tears to his eyes.

There is a show on the second floor, Xiucai is dressed in a Confucian shirt, elegant out of the dust, full of luxury, at this time this Xiucai has been half-drunk, drunk and confused, the expression is happy, although this show looks like Sven Xiu, but drinking wine is not Sven at all, not showy at all, he picked up the wine jar and poured it directly into his mouth, let the wine drip down the corners of his mouth, let the wine wet most of the clothes on his chest, he drank a big sip, laughed, and said in his mouth: Will enter the wine, the cup does not stop, the ancient sages are lonely, only the drinker leaves his name

Drinking alone, it is also comfortable, chic and wild, and complacent.

When Lao Liu heard the poem, he applauded him and chanted: If you don't drink for a few days, your soul will be out of shape and negligent. There is only one wren nest forest, and I float in the world as long as wine

It's just that he ignores the familiarity of the voice, and the familiar lewdness in that voice.

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