Fish swimming around the world

One step, one step, and another step...

The nine-tailed fox slowly approached, and finally came to three feet in front of Jiang Fan.

At this moment, Jiang Fan also saw its eyes in the two balls of ghost fire. They were a pair of extremely beautiful and slender eyes. The pupils behind the dense ghost fire were actually filled with endless charm, and even a little surprise and a little surprise.

Surprise and surprise, yes, Jiang Fan's calm heart reflected these two emotions.

As the nine-tailed fox stood still and slowly lowered its head, a long-lost warmth and love surged into his heart uncontrollably.

Jiang Fan subconsciously reached out and gently stroked its nose, gently and carefully, as if it was a cat.

The nine-tailed fox seemed to be stunned for a moment, and the next moment it squinted its eyes and rubbed his palm intimately.

The gentle touch made Jiang Fan miss it very much and was very moved.

It was different from facing Long Ao, Zhuque, Pu Long, and even Gray Wolf. It seemed to be a long-lost feeling.

We know each other...

A voice rose in Jiang Fan's heart, yes, it must be true, we must know each other.

Is it the previous life or the afterlife? I don't know when, but we must know each other...

Is it the memory that has traveled through thousands of years, or the emotional disorder at this moment, but the familiarity like family must be true.

The touch made him roll a tear in his eyes.

"Is it you..."

Jiang Fan murmured: "It must be you, it must be you...but...who are you? Why...I don't remember..."

His tears rolled down, the nine-tailed fox gazed at him gently, slowly stretched out its pink tongue, licked his palm, warm and soft.

Jiang Fan seemed to feel its comfort and gently stroked its cheek.

"You can feel me, right? I know, I know...but it seems like a long time...is it a thousand years, or ten thousand years? So long...I can't remember...I'm sorry..."

He murmured, as if two thoughts were intertwined in his heart, one feeling very strange, and the other very natural.

Suddenly, the light and shadow flowed again in front of his eyes, as if many fragments appeared.

The young man in white, whose face could not be seen clearly, used a fruit to lead a palm-sized white fox out of the tree hole...

The man held the little fox in his palm, smiled and blew air at it, it was shaking its tail and scratching his nose with its little paws...

The light and shadow rotated, and the little thing, which was more than a foot long, lay on the fence with the man, staring at the chickens and ducks inside with a sly look...

In the next scene, it was more than a meter long, still sleeping in the man's arms...

The ten-foot-long white fox grew two tails, and the man was very amused and surprised to hold the tail and study it, while it looked disgusted...

It grew three tails, curled up on the grass and dozed off, and the man also dozed off on it, and now he was in its arms...

Scenes of light and shadow fragments, incomplete and messy, without continuity, but one can feel the passing of time in between.

Suddenly, the light and shadow changed drastically, the world rotated, and a terrifying storm came into view. The sky was covered with dark clouds, the earth was ravaged by strong winds, and there were endless thunder and lightning between heaven and earth. It roared, and its six tails streaked across the stream of light, carrying a man covered with scars and ragged clothes to kill the sky-covering storm...

Its six tails were broken, and it was covered in blood, like a sad and beautiful meteor, falling into the endless distance...

The man roared, the wind and clouds changed color, he reached out from the sky, from the thunderclouds and blood rain, but failed to catch it...

The light and shadow rotated, the fragments intertwined, and suddenly, the brain seemed to be struck by lightning, and huge pain came. Jiang Fan screamed, blood oozed from his eyes, and slowly fell down. A fox tail gently supported it, and the next moment, it gently rolled him up and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the distance.

This is a cave, spacious and bright, with crystal-like gems on the walls and underfoot, shining with crystal clear luster, like a crystal palace.

On a platform, a nine-tailed fox was lying there, curled up. In its embrace, Jiang Fan fell into a deep sleep.

It looked at him quietly. After a long time, Jiang Fan's eyelashes moved. It finally stood up slowly. The scarlet light on its forehead flickered. A drop of red liquid dripped into Jiang Fan's brow and quickly seeped in. A diamond mark appeared on his forehead, which flickered faintly and slowly disappeared.

The next moment, the nine-tailed fox pushed a package to Jiang Fan's side with its front paws, looked at him reluctantly for a while, and slowly retreated.

Jiang Fan had a very long dream. The dream was bizarre and seemed to see a lot. He woke up in a daze, but couldn't remember anything.

After being dazed for a moment, he suddenly woke up and looked around. There was no nine-tailed fox, only a huge and empty crystal cave.

In the past, he would be very shocked by such a strange sight and would not be able to help but want to explore.

But at this moment, he just wanted to know where the nine-tailed fox was, and whether everything before was still an illusion.

Unfortunately, the crystal cave was empty, with only him.

Rubbing his head hard, he still couldn't figure out whether everything before had happened, and those light and shadow fragments were like the shadows reflected when thousands of broken mirrors fell. Now the fragments are still there, but there is no image.

Are they all... illusions?

He muttered to himself, sitting there quietly, trying to recall everything yesterday, but apart from being forced into the water and seeing the underwater world, he could only remember that he seemed to be mentally unsound, as if he had seen the nine-tailed fox, and then had all kinds of hallucinations, which seemed to be there and not there, and he was confused until now.

But was it really an illusion? Jiang Fan lowered his eyes. There was always a little bit of something that had not completely disappeared. At least the sadness, the nostalgia, the heartache, he knew were real, because until now, they still had not dissipated...

After a long time, he finally sighed and shook his head. Forget it, let it be for now.

When he stood up, he seemed to touch something. Looking down, he saw a very old animal skin package under him.

"This is..."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, looked at it for a while, and finally couldn't help but slowly unfold it.

There was only one piece of clothing inside, a shabby white dress with broken edges. Its material was very special. Jiang Fan had never seen it before, and the shape was completely different from the current style.

Jiang Fan looked at it in surprise. It seemed more like a set of battle clothes, a battle suit with completely unknown shape and material.

It was very broken, but still wearable. I don't know what kind of battle the owner of this battle suit had experienced to make it so damaged. Jiang Fan found that this thing was so strong that even the silver snake could not hurt it at all...

Without anything else, Jiang Fan wrapped the clothes again, pondered for a moment, and put it on his shoulder.

At this time, he also found that the little jade on his wrist was stiff, as if it was a snake-shaped wristband carved from a hard object. Seeing that the little jade was standing still, Jiang Fan thought it was dead.

He flicked its head with his fingers, and the little jade suddenly woke up with a start. Its two black bean eyes looked around, and then its body slowly softened and began to spit out its tongue again.