Huamei Fox

"You still heard about it." Lun Xuzi put Qiong Huazi into his arms, changed a comfortable position, and gently placed his chin in the socket of his neck, "I have seen Xixin's corpse with my own eyes. One hand was severed."

Qiong Huazi shivered inexplicably: "Hand?"

"Xinxin Xianshi has a pair of wonderful hands. No matter how bad something is broken, he can restore it to the original. I just thought at that time, if the Xinxin is still there, the incense ball can be repaired."

"and after?"

"Later, there was a puppet next to Dan Xinzi who looked the same as Xixin." Lun Xuzi rubbed his cheek, "I don't think he just couldn't let it go, and there may be other secrets in it."

"I think," Qiong Huazi weighed his words, "Dan Xinzi...does he feel ashamed?"

"I don't know." Lun Xuzi lazily changed the subject, "Zhijin, tell me, if I release Lord Ming quietly, will Lord Tian be mad?"

Qiong Huazi covered his mouth in shock, lowered his voice and said, "How...how did you know Mingjun's whereabouts?"

"Zhijin, do you underestimate me?" Lun Xuzi gently pushed the man down on the ground, and slowly approached condescendingly, "Although I am not as noisy as Shouzhong and Heyi, I am also a monster. It can be quite a headache, otherwise, why do you think Dan Xinzi came here to warn me?"

"I..." Qiong Huazi was a little out of breath under the pressure, she tilted her head to avoid the scorching gaze, "let go."

"I don't." Lun Xuzi bit Qiong Huazi's collarbone viciously, and then took off his coat slowly.

"Yechuan, Yechuan..." Qiong Huazi blushed so much that he was about to bleed.

"Don't call me that, I won't be able to bear the bed."

"Um... ah... don't, don't be here... um..."

"Zhijin, give it to me."

Qiong Huazi's white body arched violently, and he began to groan like a sob, her thin shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and the corners of her eyes glistened.

"pain?"

"No...it doesn't hurt..."

Lun Xuzi kissed his neck, and pushed hard to the end.

"Ahhh! Ah...no...don't..." Qiong Huazi broke down and cried, tightly clutching Lun Xuzi's arm, his body was like a weak boat, tossing and panting in the sea of ​​desire. .

"Zhijin, how much I like you..."

In the early morning of the next day, Qiong Huazi was still asleep on the bed, Lun Xuzi pulled up the quilt for him, kissed lightly between the eyebrows, got up and left.

Huang Xi was wandering boredly in the garden of the side hall, when suddenly a figure passed by, and immediately shouted: "Who?"

"Your Majesty Mingjun." The visitor was embroidered with seawater patterns on the corner of his clothes, and spread out a folding fan in his hand, covering half of his face, revealing a pair of eyes with an inexplicable romantic charm, "I'll help you escape."

"condition?"

"A fairy lattice."

On Yaoguang Mountain, Qing Yuan chased the little fox who caused trouble, holding a rabbit spirit with a loveless face in his hand, and said angrily: "Qing Nian, stop for me!"

The little fox ran around in panic, and suddenly saw a touch of white in front of him, without thinking about it, kicked his hind legs vigorously, jumped up in the air, and threw himself into Yun Xiaozi's arms.

"He Yi, you can't spoil it like this!"

The little fox stretched out his little tongue fawningly, licked Yun Xiaozi's chin, grunted in his throat, and blinked obediently.

……

Yun Xiaozi tapped its little head lightly, reprimanded: "Don't mess around anymore, do you hear me?"

The little fox nodded.

The seven orifices of the youthful vitality smoke: "I will not change after repeated teaching! I... um..."

Yun Xiaozi kissed him, with a smile in his eyes: "Just let it go this time, Qing Yuan."

The fairy in white is so pretty and sweet when he smiles.

Qing Yuan was obsessed with beauty: "...There will be no next time."

The little fox shook its tail and scurried away.

Then hit a black robe.

"Your Highness." Junji picked up the little fox, rubbed his fingers on the fox's ears, and the comfortable little fox narrowed his eyes.

Qing Yuan pushed Yun Xiaozi away, straightened his clothes, coughed, and said seriously, "What...what's the matter?"

"What happened back then."

Qing Yuan froze for a moment, his expression gradually became solemn, and his hands trembled slightly.

Yun Xiaozi glanced at him and took his hand.

"Go in and talk."

Qing Yuan barely calmed down, grabbed Yun Xiaozi even tighter with his backhand, and dragged him into the fox den together.

Waiting to sit down, Junji said, "I am Tianjun's soul."

……

silence.

Dead silence.

Yun Xiaozi directly pulled Qing Yuan behind him, staring at Junji, the Yun Xiao sword was half out of its sheath, ready to explode at any moment.

"He Yi, He Yi, calm down, he has been in Yaoguang Mountain for so long, if he has a different heart, he should have..."

Jun Ji lowered his eyes and said: "I have already escaped from Tianjun's control."

Yaozu, Plum Blossom Forest.

Qing Yu leaned against a plum tree and said, "Jun Ji, why don't you be the King of Yama in the underworld, why are you running towards me every three days?"

"Your Majesty the Fox King, I remember that many years ago, you owed a favor."

"Not bad." Qing Yu nodded, "What do you want?"

Junji gritted his teeth: "Can I borrow the Changshengmei?"

"Changshengmei?" Qingyu swept away his previous lazy appearance, straightened up, narrowed his red phoenix eyes slightly, "Junji, you have passed."

Junji pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"Changshengmei is the treasure of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan. With your actions, you will never make such absurd request to me unless you have to." Qing Yu walked up to him slowly, looked at him a few times, "Dangtang Hades , the head of the ten halls of hell, was forced to have nowhere to go? Moreover, he still can't talk to Mingjun..."

"Enough! Don't go on talking!" Junji's face suddenly turned pale, and he staggered back a few steps, seemingly unconsciously holding his forehead, with a bit of pain on his face, "Farewell."

"Wait a minute." Qingyu called him to stop, and said suspiciously, "The aura on your body..."

Jun Ji didn't stop on his feet, and left as if fleeing.

Qing Yu looked at the hurried back thoughtfully, his eyebrows twisted into a "Chuan".

a few days later.

"Why are you here again?"

Junji said: "Tianjun is going to attack the monster race."

Qing Yu was startled, his figure teleported, grabbed Jun Ji's neck, and said coldly: "You really have a problem."

"...I didn't expect Tianjun to be so suspicious." Jun Ji didn't even hide, letting him hold his deadly point, his tone was a bit hasty, "Tianjun has...unreasonable feelings towards Mingjun. Thinking about it, you... ahhh!"

A majestic celestial power exploded from Jun Ji's body, shaking Qing Yu back.

Qingyu looked at Junji vigilantly, and a sarcasm suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Tianjun Xuji, Junji, that's how it is."

"Qingyu, if you know too much, you often don't live long." Junji, or perhaps Tianjun, sneered.

"I really didn't expect that you are to Mingjun..." Qing Yu deliberately said ambiguously, with a faint smile in Danfeng's eyes, "Tell me, if I let Mingjun know, what will happen?"

"Qingyu, the destruction of the monster clan is a foregone conclusion."

"Destroy or not, it's not up to you to decide with your mouth."

A trace of sternness flashed in Tianjun's eyes: "Qingyu, just listen to me. If this matter is kept secret, the monster clan may still have a chance of survival, otherwise..."

"All right, all right, get out of here." Qing Yu waved his hand, as if chasing away mosquitoes, "Leave the Junthorn, otherwise I don't care what happens in the end, I'll bring this matter to Ming Jun first."

"You want to use the thorns to restrain me?" Tianjun suddenly showed a smile that was not a smile, "Although he is my soul, but... that's all, you can do it yourself."

The immortal power on Junji's body gradually dissipated, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

"Come here!" Qingyu shouted, "Yan Luowang Junji tried to assassinate this king, and he will be imprisoned and wait to be punished!"

The fight between the Yaozu and the heavens is in full swing.

Qing Yu was sitting under a ten thousand year old plum tree drinking tea, flipping a memorial in his hand.

"His Majesty!"

"Huh?" Qing Yu raised his eyelids, "What's the matter?"

"Master Junji can't do it!"

Qingyu stood up suddenly: "Tianjun wants to silence?"

"No...I don't know..."

Qing Yu shook the memorial, and hurried to the place where Junji was being held, without noticing the viciousness in the eyes of the man behind him.

Jun Ji was kneeling on the ground vomiting blood.

Qingyu pushed open the door, with a calm expression, and methodically conveyed the monster power to Junji: "But Tianjun wants to destroy your soul?"

"……Walk."

"What did you say?"

"Go!" Jun Ji raised his head fiercely, his eyes twisted wildly and revealed pain, and then, under Qing Yu's astonished gaze, pierced his heart fiercely.

The tails behind Qingyu emerged, and began to fall one after another, until the last tail swayed and stubbornly did not fall.

"What kind of poison are you...?" Qing Yu covered his head in cold sweat, clutching his chest, the oozing blood was actually purple-black.

Junji slowly raised his head, his eyes were calm and calm: "Qingyu, you still lost to me after all."