All raid targets are reborn [Quick Transmigration]

Under the gloomy eyes of the troupe master, Cheng Runan simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. The fox dumpling who had fled around ran back quietly, and jumped on Cheng Runan with two paws. The one lying on Cheng Runan's lap was angrily The rest of the unyielding group squeezed to the ground, whimpering softly.

The troupe owner was depressed when he heard the slight voice, and squatted down to tease the fox dumpling, but before reaching out his hand, the little fox dodged it in distaste, climbed up from the chair leg, and put it on Cheng Runan's wrist superior.

The actors on the stage finished their curtain call, and most of the fox demons in the Fox Nest were listening with gusto. Seeing them just finished singing like this, they were all emotional, muttering that they must make the immortals in the excerpts suffer.The theater troupe owner wanted to resign with the actors, but the fox demon grandpa changed into a human form, forcing the theater troupe owner to add plays.

Grandpa Fox Demon stopped the troupe master and said plausibly: "You have only sung half of this play, and the other half is not finished."

"This, this play is already over." The troupe owner's face broke out in cold sweat. Recently, this excerpt play is very popular. Every time he comes to the play garden, the young masters and buddies love this play, so he also likes it when he comes to the fox's den. Without thinking too much, I chose the most popular play as usual.

Isn't this dizzy? In the theater it is sung for humans. Why can't you think about singing for foxes in the fox den?

"You can continue to write the script." Grandpa Fox Demon's voice was loud and thick, and once again threw out the temptation of profit, "If you write it well, let alone gold and silver vulgar objects, I can get you a bunch of spirit stone pills."

"I, I'll write!" The troupe master wiped the sweat off his face. He doesn't want anything now, he just wants to leave the fox's den as soon as possible.

Catch the ducks on the shelves, and write it as soon as you write it. Anyway, they are singing in the fox's den, and the immortals on the fairy mountain will not know.

"Run'an, the pheasant is burnt!!!" After listening to the play, a little girl sat close to the haystack, sneezed and smelled a burnt smell, and hurried over to call Cheng Runan, and put the fox dumpling on Cheng Runan's body. Pick them up and throw them aside, "Go and put out the fire!"

The haystacks are piled high, and the dry grass branches are ignited. The fox demon is afraid of fire and water. At first, he tied his hands and feet when he saw the scorching fire beam. It was only when his hair was about to be burned that he remembered to use magic to put out the fire. The mountain wind blew his face It was covered with dull grass ash.

The young man who skewered the pheasant turned into a gray fox with floppy ears, lying on the ground and looking at the burnt black pheasant with distress: "I also brushed honey, and I was stung for many bags before I stole such a piece of meat." A little honey."

Hearing how pitiful he was, Cheng Runan couldn't help smiling and comforting him warmly. A naughty little fox dumpling ran into the ashes and rolled over in the ashes, and then climbed onto Cheng Runan after being covered in ashes.

The theatrical troupe mainly continues to write the playbook, and the actors have to discuss how to rehearse. Grandpa Fox Demon landed a mustard space on the rock, and in the blink of an eye, it became a three-entry small courtyard in the world for the troupe to model. live.

The troupe owner felt extremely miserable, seeing this posture, they would not even think about going home unless they wrote a follow-up that satisfied the fox demon, so they just wrote the follow-up in the direction of sharpening the immortal, such as being chased and killed by the same sect after leaving Qingcheng Mountain with the fox demon , escaped from birth with several injuries and was chased and killed by the monster clan. This repeated back and forth, the immortal suffered thousands of injuries before it was over.

After the troupe master continued writing the script to the satisfaction of the fox demons, the fairy in the excerpt had been chased and killed countless times. The troupe master saw that the young man sitting on the bamboo chair seemed to be interested again, and occasionally opened his eyes. Opening my eyes and looking at the actors on the stage, my heart was greatly encouraged, and I couldn't help but want to bring the sequel script back to the secular world and continue singing.

Cheng Run'an listened to a few lines, and complained to Bai Cai: [Is there something wrong with Wen He's brain? This is too embarrassing. ]

Even if it is written as an excerpt and spread, it is still spread so widely.

Cabbage: [You have told me n times about Runrun. ]

Cheng Run'an asked: [Grandpa Fox Demon broke Wen He's sword when he left, but he asked the excerpt to sing this point clearly, if he has the ability to write in detail all the things he did to me, don't do this Skip vague generalizations. ]

Cabbage: [Calm down. ]

Cheng Run'an: [He dare not. ]

Cabbage: [Works of art always have to be processed. ]

If all these things were written down into the excerpts and chanted repeatedly to hurt again, Wen He might not have to count on Cheng Run'an to soften his heart in this life.

After the troupe owner left the fox's den, the popularity of this excerpt had faded, and teahouses and restaurants gradually changed to new repertoires.The theater troupe owner suddenly realized that they had been in the fox's den for so long, and a new trend appeared after a long time.

Grandpa Fox Fairy gave the troupe owner a rich enough reward, so that the troupe owner no longer has to run around for a living, including the actors and boys in the entire troupe, who have received a lot of benefits. After returning to the secular world, they rested for a while , to publicize the bizarre story that happened some time ago, and in this way, the popularity of that excerpt reached a peak.

Although Wen He left Qingcheng Mountain and even bore a disgraceful notoriety, as a cultivator who transformed himself into a god, he never lacked what he should have.He didn't do anything heinous to harm the interests of others, so no one was willing to take the risk of being angered by the cultivators of the transformation stage to speak out for justice.

At most, the bystanders only sighed after dinner, that the former head teacher of Qingcheng Mountain had hoped to become the leader of the righteous way, but he delayed his future because of indulging in beauty.

Wen He traveled one by one along the places where Xuehu once appeared, and at the same time asked Fengyulou to help him pay attention to the news caused by the excerpt.Cheng Run'an loves to be lively, and it is impossible to hide somewhere in seclusion. Wen He believes that he will always find his little fox.

The facts were obviously as he had imagined. After Wen He knew the story of the troupe, he immediately found the troupe owner. It seemed that he hadn't seen Cheng Run'an for a long time, but he couldn't help but want to see him.

The theater troupe leader suddenly saw a handsome immortal wearing a blue and white Taoist robe with a sword, and panicked, fearing that he had offended the immortal when he continued writing the story in the fox's den.

Wen He suppressed the violent ups and downs in his heart, and looked at the troupe master with a kind of amiable smile in his eyes, only the broken sword behind him was about to come out of its sheath: "I am Qingcheng Mountain——"

It's over, the sword is probably here to take people's lives.

The theater troupe master subconsciously covered his face, and his hands trembling in salute: "The immortal forgives the sin, but the villain was forced to continue writing that excerpt."

Wen He was stunned for a moment, restraining himself to look gentle and kind: "It's nothing, the opera has a new life after the second creation. It's you, I want to know what you met in the fox's den?"

Being continued to be so miserable is not angry at all, the immortal is certainly not as narrow-minded as ordinary people.The theater troupe leader breathed a sigh of relief, admiration spontaneously arose in his heart, and he recounted the things he had encountered in the fox den: "An old man invited a villain and the villain's theater troupe. The legendary fox demon—"

"Have you ever seen a young man with handicapped legs?" Wen He interrupted the troupe master, asking almost impatiently, "Or is it a snow fox?"

The troupe leader was slightly stunned: "Yes, that is an extremely beautiful young man who has been sitting on a bamboo chair."

Wen He asked, "Which mountain?"

The theater troupe owner shook his head honestly: "The villain doesn't know."

Hearing that Crane's expression changed dramatically, he subconsciously said: "It was the fox who took us there. After leaving the city gate, it seemed to follow the direction of Yanshan Mountain. In the blink of an eye, we entered a deep mountain. There is a fox in the middle of the mountain stream." nest."

After hearing what he said, Wen He went straight to Yanshan Mountain. Among the mountains, he could search one by one. This was much simpler and more hopeful for him than searching in the vast land.

The theater troupe leader looked at the direction where Wen He disappeared and sighed inwardly. Although he didn't know whether the story in the excerpt was true or not, the foxes in the nest seemed to be very resentful towards the fairy in the story from old to young.

The immortal is in such a hurry to find the fox's den, will there really be any good results?

……

In the fox's den, after the theater troupe left, Cheng Run'an's life became the same as before.It's nothing more than the little foxes laughing and making noise, talking about eating and sleeping all day long, lazily lying on the mountain stream to bask in the sun.The little fox dumplings who have not yet transformed themselves are very lazy and don’t want to cultivate and endure hardships. They often agree to wait for the moonlight to come out together at night to absorb the moonlight, but they often fall asleep while waiting, and go to the sun energetically after getting up. Haunting Cheng Runan.

In the past, the big foxes would push these lazy and slippery little fox dumplings. Since the typical negative case of Cheng Runan, everyone silently let the little dumplings have fun.

It's better to be lazy, because if you are lazy, the silly dumplings will not get out of the fox's den, and they will not encounter accidental injuries.Xiaoxuehu is smart enough to transform into form as a cub, but now?

When they unconsciously leaked the truth in front of Cheng Runan, Cheng Runan's whole mentality collapsed, and he also had a typical negative day, lying on the bamboo chair depressed and unhappy, and he didn't even want to move, surrounded by a group of small groups, he didn't even want to face exposed.

I'm so angry, it's all Wen He's fault.

Grandpa Fox Demon urges him to stand up and move around all day long. Most of the medicinal properties of the ointment have been forced out, but there are still a lot of residues. In addition, the skin of Snow Fox is delicate and soft. After being too soft for too long, it needs more training , to recover faster.But Grandpa Hu Yao looked at Cheng Run'an's pitiful appearance and couldn't speak harshly, so he escaped after being slapped with a smile.

Fox demons like to live on rocks, with their big tails curled up in the open air, so that they can absorb the moonlight.Grandpa Fox Demon was afraid that Cheng Run'an was used to living in a human form, so he purposely built a small bamboo house, covered with the fluffiest and softest silk he could buy in the secular world.The little foxes went to pick flowers and fruits little by little, and exchanged fresh flowers and fruits for the bamboo house every day.

Grandpa Fox Demon is really too old. After playing around with this group of juniors for so long, his energy level is slightly lacking, and he often needs to go to the cave to meditate and rest.

When Cheng Runan sleeps, he likes to turn out his fox tail and hug him to sleep like a pillow. Sometimes there will be a few little dumplings who don’t want to absorb Yuehua and secretly push open the door of the bamboo house, jump on the bed to help Cheng Runan beat his legs, They knew that the beautiful brother's legs were not good, and they were not thoughtful, but they always woke up Cheng Run'an from his light sleep.

He suddenly realized that it seemed that he had been sleeping in Wen He's arms for a long, long time.

The little fox dumpling was thrown out of the bamboo hut by Cheng Run'an, babbling and complaining to no avail, and finally could only cry and bathe under the moonlight, trying to take shape as soon as possible.In such a peaceful and leisurely life day after day, Cheng Run'an almost forgot that the system had forgotten the tasks, and the cabbage in his mind became more and more silent, and he seldom made a sound to disturb him.

When Wen He stepped over the hills and finally reached the fox's den, he stood in the grass by the stream and hid his body, listening to the noise of laughter and joy, almost greedily took his most familiar That voice stripped away.He waited from daytime until sunset, and only after nightfall did he cautiously appear from the dark like a thief and approached the bamboo house.

The sleeping boy was wrapped in a green shirt, his black hair spread out, as if he realized that someone had entered the room, he murmured vaguely but didn't pay much attention, turned over and continued to sleep, his slender eyelashes drooping softly , fanned lightly and then returned to calm.

Wen He stood there for a long time, but he still couldn't help stretching out his hand, and when he was about to touch that fair cheek, the young man turned around, Wen He's hand was scratched by a strand of hair, and he froze on the spot , fled the bamboo house as if it was hot, and arrived at the foot of the mountain in an instant.

His little fox lives very comfortably here, without any worries and fears, as if he has never been hurt.

Wen He hides his figure every day, and hides aside to spy on Cheng Runan's every move.

Wen He often saw foxes lying on Cheng Runan's body to beat his legs, hanging on him and laughing with him, his little foxes would open their arms to embrace those innocent little dumplings.Wen He also saw the pretty fox demon holding flowers and fruits and giving them to Cheng Run'an graciously, and they burned the haystacks to cook the wild game.Cheng Runan sat on the bamboo chair. Although he never stood up, he didn't feel embarrassed by it.

His little fox is still so lazy, enjoying the present life.

Occasionally, cicadas chirp in the quiet mountain stream. When the weather gets hot, the foxes don’t like to light haystacks. The scorching flames and the raging sun make it extremely hot everywhere. Smudged with sweat, it was ugly.In the end, I often jump into the mountain stream to wash it unbearably, and babble and whimper because I am afraid of the water.

Every time such a time came, Cheng Runan would sit far away, gloating and laughing at the little fox dumpling, and being entangled by the dumpling again, the brook water splashed and wet his clothes.

Wen He stood and saw everything in his eyes. He once sneaked into the bamboo house in the middle of the night, greedily tracing the appearance of his lover, and asked himself, why didn't he just take the boy on the bed away?

The old fox demon is not here, and there is nothing here that can stop him.Wen He can take Cheng Run'an away and hide somewhere until the old fox demon passes away.

Wen He's hand was almost touching Cheng Run'an, but every time at this time he understood that he couldn't do it, he couldn't take his lover away.

Wen He knew clearly from the day after day of spying that he was unwilling to let the comfortable smile on Cheng Runan's face disappear, and he did not want to affect the joy that the heartless little fox radiated from his heart.

He was even afraid to think of Qian Cheng Run'an's face, which was always mixed with fear and fawning sobs.

Wen He wants Cheng Runan to be as comfortable as he is now, and one day he will take the initiative to go back to him.

But how is it possible, how can such wishful thinking come true?He should thank fate for giving him such a chance to steal the smile on his lover's face.

It was originally an extremely hot summer, and one day the depressed Fox Dumplings suddenly discovered that the weather didn't seem so hot.Although the sun was still as bright, it didn't look like it had changed at all.

The small groups were finally elated, and Cheng Run'an, who was surrounded by them, looked slightly confused. Unlike the ignorant little fox, he was once a disciple of the Qingcheng School, and he was a personal disciple who was extremely valued by the head teacher. Being deposed and tortured a lot, but the vision is still there.

Cheng Run'an remembered the system he hadn't seen for a long time. He doubted his judgment very much and needed to find Bai Cai to confirm.

Cheng Run'an: [Why do I feel the aura flow of the formation? ]

Bai Cai yawned: [Yes, I was moved and cried, Runrun, you still remember me. ]

Cheng Run'an: [Really? ]

Bai Cai: [Yes, Wen He secretly peeps at you every day. ]

Cheng Run'an: [...Damn it, why didn't you tell me earlier? ? ? ]

Bai Cai feels aggrieved: [I think you are living a very happy life now, I don’t want to disturb you, and you don’t even think of me, and you haven’t said a word to me for almost a year. ]

Why does it feel that Bai Cai's tone is sour, Cheng Run'an raised his forehead: [What did Wen He do? ]

Cabbage: [I didn’t do anything, maybe I heard you complain about the hot weather recently, so he set up a formation at the foot of the mountain.I usually stand by your side to watch during the day, and stand in your room at night to watch. ]

Cheng Run'an: [He's a perverted voyeur! ]

Cabbage: [Yes~]

Cheng Runan: [How long? ]

Cabbage: [I don’t remember exactly, it seems like it’s been a while. ]

Cheng Run'an: [...He must be waiting for me to think of him every day, only to find that I have completely forgotten about it. ]

Cabbage: [I'm also waiting for when you think of me QWQ]

Cheng Runan: [kiss, hug, hold high, love you~]

Cabbage: [Perfunctory! ! ! ]

But Wen He actually stayed here for so long without doing anything.

Cheng Runan couldn't believe it.

In fact, he hasn't completely forgotten about Wen He. At least many nights when he sleeps alone, he thinks it's good to have a warm humanoid pillow, so he doesn't have to worry about pressing his tail sour or catching a cold.When eating roasted chicken, I think it is very convenient to have Wenhe around. The roasted chicken is just the right size after being cut into pieces, and it melts when you bite it in your mouth, so you don't have to worry about staining your clothes.

Cheng Run'an always remembered the promise he had made with Wen He, and when he was in a better mood, he would go back to him and return to him without feeling upset when he saw Wen He again.

But the longer he stayed in the fox's den in the deep mountains, Cheng Run'an found that he didn't know how to face Wen He any more.Because in such a free day, he couldn't return to the mentality of a raider.Should he show that he loves Wenhe or hates Wenhe, or he should follow Wenhe and leave after the degree of favorability is full.

It would be great if it was really an ignorant little fox. Just like the little dumplings in the fox den, every day is a happy mood, hardly encounter any troubles, and can do whatever they want.

Bai Cai suddenly said: [Actually, Runrun, you can do whatever you want~]

Cheng Runan: [Aha, what do you mean? ]

Bai Cai: [Because Wen He's favorability has already been full. ]

Cheng Run'an: [Wow/Trough cabbage, you are poisonous, you don't even tell me about it, can we have fun together? ]

Cabbage: [It’s like this, honey, don’t be angry, there are other problems in this world. ]

Cheng Run'an: [Which world do you have no problems! ]

Cabbage: [QWQ, I am also very desperate. You think I am willing to have problems in every world. It is all your fault and I am on strike too! ]

Cheng Run'an: [I was wrong, don't cry, my food, what's wrong? ]

Cabbage: [When you became Taoist couples, you made a contract. ]

Cheng Run'an: [Yes, Wen Heli, I didn't understand anything at that time, and you didn't show up. ]

Cabbage: [That contract equally divided the lives of you and Wen He in this world, the problem lies here. ]

Cheng Run'an: [If I leave, he will...]

Cabbage: [If you leave this world, it is equivalent to continuously absorbing his life. ]

Cheng Run'an: [Will he die? ]

Cabbage: [Yes, but before you leave the world, Wenhe must be alive as the target of the attack.So you have no way to leave now.The content of the contract is inherited from ancient times, which means life and death together. The mastermind cannot judge this concept, and it is likely to collapse again. ]

The corners of Cheng Runan's eyes were a little sour: [It's so easy to collapse, playing with the ball. ]

Ah He is so romantic, and knows how to live and die together.

Cabbage: [Probably because your demon pill was abolished at that time, your body was weak, and your life span was only about equal to that of ordinary mortals or even shorter. ]

Cheng Run'an: [It turns out he deserves it, indifferent. ]

White was moved!

The author has something to say: It is very difficult to write emotional dramas, but Gong actually changed a lot.

The author wants to go home for a holiday this time. Today, I have been procrastinating on coding for a day, so I will update Suiyuan in the next two days. Because I don’t bring my computer back, it should be more mysterious...