The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Recently, Hu Tutu couldn't eat well or sleep well, and the point of his chin appeared on his originally chubby face.

He had a small face with a frown all day long, as if he had something deeply on his mind.

The originally carefree child turned into this, which naturally attracted the attention of many people.

For example, Chen Changsheng stared at the half chicken left in the basin and fell into deep thought.

"Usually Tutu could eat a whole chicken every meal, but now he can only eat half a chicken. Is it because my cooking skills have declined recently?" Chen Changsheng stretched out his fingers to taste the taste. It was the same as before. There is no difference.

"Are you tired of this dish? It looks like we need to prepare the secret recipe again!" Chen Changsheng took the leftover chicken soup and poured it into the dog bowls of the handsome boy and the bad boy who had been waiting for a long time.

Chen Changsheng looked at TuTu, who had a wrinkled little face and was sighing at the sky. He couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "TuTu, are you worried about something recently?"

Hu Tutu, who was worried, was startled by Chen Changsheng's sudden voice, and the hair on his head stood up in fear.

Hu Tutu quickly stood up and said with a fake smile on Chen Changsheng's face: "Third Senior Brother, no, I don't have anything on my mind. How could I have something on my mind!"

Looking at Hu Tu Tu who tried his best to refute but it was written all over his face that there was indeed something on his mind, Chen Changsheng did not force Hu Tu Tu to tell him.

He just took a step forward, touched Hu Tutu's furry head and said softly: "Since you don't want to say it, then don't say it, but don't forget, you have so many senior brothers!"

Hu Tutu felt the warmth coming from the top of his head, and the sadness on his face deepened. He looked at Chen Changsheng with a small face full of vicissitudes of life and said: "Third Senior Brother, maybe when you reach my age, you will understand. !”

"???"

Chen Changsheng froze on the spot, staring blankly at Hu Tutu, who was only six or seven years old in front of him, with a look on his face as if he was being taught a lesson by the old city. Not counting himself who lived hundreds of years in his previous life, he was also seventeen years old in this life.

Listening to a six- or seven-year-old kid teaching me a lesson like this always feels a bit inconsistent.

But before Chen Changsheng could continue to speak, Hu Tu was afraid that Chen Changsheng would continue to question him deeply, so he secretly picked up his little fox-headed schoolbag and prepared to go to his mother-in-law's place to avoid the limelight!

The reason for all this is that before Ouyang left, he said that he wanted to go to Hu Tu's hometown together!

It would be okay if I was just an ordinary little human girl!

But I am a demon clan!

Doesn't returning to his hometown mean going to the Qingqiu Fox Clan?

Then wouldn’t the fact that he is Qingqiu Linghu be exposed?

This is my biggest secret!

Only dad and grandpa in the whole world know about this!

If the senior brothers knew that I was a little fox, would they abandon me?

I heard that human monks like to catch fox monks, and they will use them as cauldrons at every turn!

For a little fox like me, would my senior brothers fall out on the spot and pull out my muscles and bones to assist in my cultivation?

These days, because his identity is about to be exposed, Hu Tutu, the whole villain, has no thought of food or food and cannot sleep at night.

Even in the dream, it was because he was a fox, so the Qingyun Sect and his senior brothers no longer wanted him. In the dream, he cried very sadly.

Even when he woke up, half of his pillow was wet with the tears he cried while sleeping.

Grandpa said that the human monks would chop off my little head when they saw the demon tribe. Even if the senior brothers would not chop off their own heads, they would definitely torture themselves because they lied to them!

Thinking of this, Tutu ran down the mountain faster. Because of the bumps on the road, the fox-headed schoolbag behind him swayed, as if he was laughing.

"Second Senior Brother, what happened to Tutu? Do you know?" Chen Changsheng turned to look at Leng Qingsong who was knocking on the roof and asked.

Leng Qingsong stopped the hammer in his hand, thought for a moment and said honestly: "I don't know."

Rather than guessing a girl's thoughts, it would be more enjoyable to have a 300-round battle with a monk in the Tribulation Stage.

Asking Leng Qingsong, a paranoid man who, besides his brother, was a master of swordsmanship, Chen Changsheng felt like he was asking in vain.

Then he looked at the Tibetan Fox basking in the sun. Chen Changsheng stepped forward and bowed slightly and said, "Senior, do you know what troubles Tu Tu has encountered recently?"

Zanghu, who was basking in the sun, turned his head and looked at Chen Changsheng in front of him expressionlessly and said calmly: "I know, she is afraid that her identity as a demon clan will be exposed!"

These days, I have been hugged by Hu TuTu every night, listening to Hu TuTu whispering to myself what to do over and over again. Calluses are almost growing in the ears of the handsome Tibetan Fox guy.

"???Isn't the fact that Tutu is a demon clan already a public matter?" Chen Changsheng asked doubtfully.

Leng Qingsong also stopped the hammer in his hand, raised his head and looked over curiously.

Although Leng Qingsong didn't care about this junior sister fox on the surface, he still felt sorry for this junior sister in his heart.

A junior sister who is so stupid and mediocre is just a confused person on a small mountain.

Tibetan Fox Shi Shiran stood up, stretched towards the sun and said, "Although you all know Hu Tu Tu's identity, she doesn't know that you all know it!"

"That's it. I'll just explain it to her later. As for not eating every day like this?" Chen Changsheng said speechlessly.

The Tibetan Fox sneered and said, "What do you know? Hu Tutu is the bloodline inheritor of the Nine-tailed Sky Fox. Do you know what the Nine-tailed Sky Fox represents?"

Chen Changsheng and Leng Qingsong were attracted by Zanghu's words. Chen Changsheng couldn't stand Zanghu's betrayal and asked first, "What does it mean?"

The Tibetan Fox snorted and said arrogantly: "Each nine-tailed fox represents a strong man who is at least at the peak of the Tribulation Stage!"

That's it?

Chen Changsheng and Leng Qingsong couldn't help but have disappointed looks in their eyes. They thought there was some big secret, but it was just a period of transcending tribulation.

It seems like such a big deal?

Although the Tribulation Stage represents almost the world's top combat power outside, no one on the small mountain peak can break through to the Tribulation Stage in the future.

Therefore, the words "hidden fox" are not that big of a deal in the eyes of Chen Changsheng and Leng Qingsong.

He even had a feeling that the nine-tailed sky fox was nothing more than this.

Seeing the expressions of the two people, Zang Hu was furious. His ancestor was actually despised by the two brats in front of him?

Immediately, Zanghu couldn't help but said: "Do you know that every monster has its own magical power? Do you know that the nine-tailed fox's natural power is so unbelievable?"

Looking at the two people who were still showing a lack of interest, Zanghu stood up one after another, pointed his paw towards the sky and said solemnly:

"The nine-tailed fox's magical power is to predict the future!"