At night, the king and his guards set up camp on a meadow with a wide view, and piles of bonfires were soon lit, and the guards were busy for an hour before they set up a group of tents, and they were now tired and staggered.

The king didn't care, he had always been bold, he didn't pay much attention to the subsections, but he was interested in chatting and farting with these guards, an easy-going scene.

This is also the reason why all the ministers of civil and military affairs enthusiastically supported him after he boarded the plane, right? No matter what will become of the King of the Ring in the future, he will give a thumbs up now, no matter who talks about it, he will give a thumbs up and say, "King Xian!" Especially these soldiers who often follow him, they can also feel the ubiquitous care of the King of Zhou.

An afternoon of hunting was fruitful, with hills of prey piled around the campfire, waiting to be cleaned.

After a short rest, the guards got busy again, some went to the river to fetch water, some were fighting with the carcasses of wild beasts with knives, and some were bringing bottles of wine from their bags.

The king was lying lazily on the grass, and the white fox beside him was also the same, leaning sideways on the arm of the king, and his big eyes were even brighter in the moonlight.

"Little guy, do you see? This is the lonely country, it's beautiful, isn't it?" The King of the Heavens looked at the Milky Way across the sky and muttered to the little things around him.

However, the clever white fox could hear that the words of the king were full of a lot of helplessness, what was this man who owned the whole world worried about? The white fox didn't know, it could only use its head to gently feed the king, and the whine in his mouth seemed to comfort this sad man.

"I remember when my father was still around, I used to lie on the grass like this, looking up at the starry sky. In fact, I don't want to be the king of the Shang Dynasty, I'm too tired and tired, I want to take my wife and beautiful family, fight the sword world, and be carefree. Speaking of his wife, the already hazy eyes of the king of Xuan were even more desolate.

For the children of the emperor's family, it is just a luxury, and their wives and concubines are all forcibly stuffed by their fathers in order to win over the courtiers and princes.

Wrapping over the white fox's tiny body, King Su sighed softly: "It's still hello, carefree, I really want to exchange with you in the next life, so that you can taste the taste of being locked in a golden cage." As he spoke, he pressed the little nose of the white fox with his hand.

The white fox was in pain, shaking his head very dissatisfied, and wanted to shake off the strange hand, but unfortunately, the king of the dragon has great strength, and the crosshair is not bad, no matter how the white fox dodge, he can't avoid the big hand of the king of the dragon. In desperation, I could only stare at the well-defined handsome face of the king, and there was a sense that I wanted to kill you with my eyes.

The king just looked at things and thought about things, remembering what had happened, and seeing the cute little face of the white fox at this moment, he immediately dispersed the sorrow in his heart and laughed.

The busy guards on the side saw that their king was smiling happily, and they also smirked, anyway, in their hearts, if the king was happy, they would be happy, and they would be very motivated to do things.

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As the night deepened, the curtain of the king's dragon tent slowly opened, and a small white fox came out of it, vigilantly glanced at the dozing guards outside the door, and crept gently past. When he walked outside the guardrail, the little fox glanced nostalgically at the center of the ornate tent. In the end, it turned into a decisive one, and the figure flashed, and disappeared into the moonlight.

The king who was sleeping soundly didn't know that the little thing lying next to his pillow had quietly left, and he was still dreaming to himself, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Not far from the city of songs, there is a messy tomb.

Suddenly, a snow-white figure flew from a distance, hovered over the tomb for a moment, and then plunged headlong into it. There was a huge cave under the grave, and near the back you could hear the noise of chirping inside, but it was a litter of little foxes, big foxes, old foxes.

"Look, the king is back!" a little fox suddenly exclaimed, and the foxes were overjoyed when they heard this, and hurried to look at the mouth of the cave.

I saw the white fox walking in with brisk steps, and the smug look really surprised the foxes.

"Welcome to the king, welcome to the king~" The fox in the cave cheered one after another, and the white fox seemed to enjoy the feeling of being worshipped, and his little face was raised very high. "Huh, I've lived in that stinky guy's house for so long, I'm about to get sick!"

Under the gaze of the group of foxes, the white fox walked to his nest, rolled comfortably, and sniffed his little nose very reminiscingly.

At this time, an older fox came up and asked, "My lord, have you found a treasure in the palace of the king of Chaoge?"

Hmm, the white fox's expression froze, he almost couldn't come back, how could he still have the heart to steal the baby... But I can't lose face in front of my own subordinates, and I don't know how to answer for a while. Seeing that all the foxes were looking at him, the white fox smiled awkwardly: "Hehe... The palace is too big, and the old lady accidentally got lost..."

Embarrassment!

This is a word that comes out of the foxes' hearts, as a thousand-year-old fox demon, there is such a strange thing as getting lost?

Seeing that everyone had a deceitful look, the white fox finally blushed, and a burst of rose appeared on his snow-white skin, which was very cute: "Okay, okay! This king didn't find the baby! Hmph... That damn palace has suppressed us and other demon clans so much, if it weren't for the fact that we are full of heroic immortal aura here, and I unconsciously touched a little bit when I practiced, this king would have died in that Chaoge!" The annoyed and angry white fox slapped the old fox out at once, and immediately frightened a group of trivial guys.

At this moment, in the Western Elysium, the two Supreme Saints began to exterminate the criminal department again.

Maybe it's because I've been silent for too long, I haven't gone to the East to cross people, and the Zhun Ti sage is itching in his heart, so he wants to do something bad with the Taoist guide, such as disturbing the heavenly machine or something, in this god festival, if there is no heavenly opportunity, then all the great supernatural powers will become blind, and it is more beneficial for the Western religion that does not have an advantage in overall strength.

After all, Zhun Ti is boasting of his outstanding wisdom and resourcefulness, and he is also a leader among the heavenly saints, so there is no heavenly opportunity, everyone plays with their wisdom, and their confidence is quite large!

So there was this scene, the two Western saints, like a magic stick, Mimi's mother muttered for a while, and then took out the pestle of the gods, and Zhun Ti released his own Qibao Miao tree full of nouveau riche atmosphere, and jointly blackened against the heavens.

The other saints were slowly sorting out the matters of the gods, and suddenly the clear heavenly machine was in chaos, and they were surprised in their hearts, to be able to mess up the heavenly machine to such a point, it was necessary for the two saints to join forces, and at present, the original and Lao Tzu were on one side, and Tongtian was a lone ranger, and in the end, Nuwa Niangniang was even more negligible, and after calculating it, only the two friends in the West were the most suspicious.

The primordial face was angry, and he glared at the West with hatred: "Two things that are not the Son of Man!"

On Jinao Island, the Tongtian Sect Master, who was lecturing, rarely had a connection with the primordial mind, and he also spat towards the west: "NND, two stuffy men!" This is the gap between the primitive and Tongtian, the scolding has no sense of art, and he is worthy of being the most ruffian Tongtian Sect Master!

Sitting down, Duobao, Zhao Gongming, Our Lady of Jin Ling and the others lowered their heads helplessly, "What a shameful master!"

But no matter how you scold, the two Westerners just don't move, their faces are as usual, their faces are deep-skinned, and their hearts are like water. Not only that, but Zhun Ti was still packing his luggage and preparing to go to the east to fight the autumn breeze or something. No way, this is Zhun Ti's favorite business, I haven't done it for so many years, but I miss it very much.

Although the quotation was calm, everything Zhun Ti did was for the good of the West, and it was inconvenient for him to put forward any opinions. can only babble: "Senior brother... When you go to the East, you should pay attention to your identity and image, don't ruin the reputation of my Western religion, and in addition, when you see a good seedling, you must first inquire if there is anyone who preempts it, and we can't do things like digging the foot of the wall..."Zhun Ti wiped his cold sweat weakly, he really went to the person who has the master, because the person with the master is generally the best, and the Zhun Ti sage is very consistent: what is yours is mine, and what is mine is still mine, this wise saying.

"By the way, pay attention to adding clothes when it's cold, and don't wear so much when it's hot... When it rains, you have to open an umbrella, and when you meet a poor person, you have to help..."

The more he talked, the more he got into a state, but Zhun Ti broke out in a cold sweat: Senior brother! I'm a saint, how can I still be afraid of cold and heat! Besides, our saint is not a philanthropist, how can we still take care of asking for food or something... Aren't you having fun?

In the end, he couldn't stand the nagging Zhun Ti, a dodge disappeared in Bliss, caught off guard, and the topic was less than half said, so he was stuck, and shouted to the east in desperation: "Go home early!!"

Zhun Ti almost fell on the head of the cloud, turned back to the guide and replied: "Senior brother, I can come back with a teleportation, why are you in a hurry!!

Before the words fell, Zhun Ti's figure disappeared, but he didn't know where to teleport to fight the autumn wind.

In addition, the Golden Immortals of the Sect have all received the original codex, which clearly records the information of the disciples they want to collect, but it is the back road prepared by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable to explore the heavenly machine and prepare for the disciples of the sect, and in addition, there is also a stand-in puppet, which means that their disciples will replace everyone when necessary.

Of course, the crown prince is not needed, he is a quasi-saint himself, and he has a combat power close to that of a saint, it is estimated that no one will touch his moldy head, so he is naturally extremely safe. However, the prince who has lost an income is not very happy, the stand-in puppet is infinitely useful, and he can't use it himself, he can use it for his subordinates Sanxiao and others!

If the primordial knows, he will definitely give Zhang Zilong a chaotic divine thunder, do you think the stand-in puppet is a cabbage? That is a treasure that can replace his own luck and karma, and he found more than a dozen from the Fenbao Cliff back then, which is enough for the second generation of disciples under the sect, if the teachings want to be popularized, the primordial vomit blood!

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