Rescue the Disabled Male Protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

The little fox's eyes are very beautiful, like black agate. At this moment, the fox tilted his head and looked at Tao Qingzhou in a daze.

The sword in white was slender and tall, and his fingertips were as pale as green onions, pointing straight at the open door.

"Little thing, if you don't go out by yourself, then I will drive you out."

Tao Qingzhou couldn't see the expression of the little fox, but he felt that the fox suddenly got closer to him, rubbing against his trousers, and even clawed and hugged him.

Sighing inwardly, the young sword cultivator still picked up the fox and threw it outside, but the throwing action was a little gentler.

Tao Qingzhou thought that he was always ruthless as a swordsman, but just now he really wanted to keep the fox for a moment, but he had two worries. First, he didn't know whether the fox had any secret contact with Gu Shen. He wholeheartedly pursues the sword, and he has been fasting for many years, and he does not want or want to waste his energy on raising a fox.

The door slammed shut suddenly, almost pinching Lin Xiuke's claws that were trying to get in.

[Why did he suddenly change his face? ]

Lin Xiuke couldn't figure it out, he just helped this person when Tao Qingzhou fell ill, how could he throw himself out in such a coquettish situation?

[Maybe the protagonists of the world are all like this, um, maverick. ]

Lin Xiuke: ...

[So, where does the host plan to go next? ]

To be honest, 009 really likes to see Lin Xiuke deflated. Of course, the host can't let this happen.

Little did he know that 009's gloating tone had already betrayed him.

[wait. ]

[wait? ]

The red-skinned fox scratched its paws, then turned its tail up, and the whole fox body lay on the door of the room like this.

[Yes, wait. ]

Lin Xiuke has always been more accurate in seeing people. Although this white-clothed swordsman looks hard-hearted, he is actually not that heartless.

As long as one's heart is affectionate, one's heart will be softened. Taking advantage of the moment when the other party's heart softens, as long as the grasp is right, he can take advantage of it.

The sky was sinking, and the sky in the cultivation world changed drastically every hour. At night, the wind was blowing and the ice was piercing.

Lin Xiuke wrapped himself up. The fiery red fur on his body was useless to resist the biting cold at the moment, and the little fox shivered unceasingly.

But Lin Xiuke didn't care, he was able to survive in so many worlds, relying on the word - forbearance.

He was betting on how many consciences Tao Qingzhou had left, and whether the protagonist in this world was what he imagined.

The darker the night, the quieter the night became. He wrapped his body into a ball, and hugged the fox's tail tightly under his paws.

indoor

Tao Qingzhou sat on the bed and adjusted his breath, the firefly candlelight reflected on his white jade cheeks, he saw the flat and long eyelashes as a shadow, and under the shadow was a pair of beautiful curves like a peach blossom fan.

The lip color is light, neither pursed nor turned up, and it looks like it is self-cultivating and recuperating.

There were bursts of thunder outside the house, followed by the sound of pouring rain, loud and fierce.

The young Jianxiu's eyebrows lit up, and a beautiful red heart mole appeared, which set off his handsome face into a kind of beautiful holiness.

With a flash of light, a long sword came out, and a long and clear sword appeared in the room——

Natal Spirit Sword!

Tao Qingzhou gently opened his eyes. His eyes were dark but without a trace of focus. Despite this, he still grasped his sword accurately, stroking it like a treasure, and admiring him.

Tao Qingzhou hopes that one day, he can reach the pinnacle of kendo, take his sword with him, and look at the world proudly!

The sword light flickered, forming a kind of intersection with the thunder outside the house, and the white light suddenly appeared, which was astonishingly beautiful.

Putting Tao Qingzhou's hand under the candlelight, it glowed slightly. As time went by, his fingertips became warm, warm and humid, just like... the fur of a fox.

Withdrawing his hand suddenly, the spirit sword floating in the air disappeared in an instant.

The red mole between the eyebrows disappeared, and the young Jianxiu's appearance returned to his indifferent and handsome appearance.

Shouldn't it?

Tao Qingzhou thought to himself: Even if the fox is not wise, it is impossible to be so stupid that he will be frozen, and this little fox looks very clever. With the current appearance outside, it will definitely find a place to hide.

Although he thought so in his heart, Tao Qingzhou walked to the door unconsciously. He put his hand on the threshold, but took it off again.

Tao Qingzhou suddenly found that he was afraid to open the door...

What if this fox... really didn't leave?

His lips were pursed slightly, and the white-clothed swordsman frowned slightly. Finally, he took a few steps back, shook his head, and gave up the idea of ​​opening the door.

At this moment, a few weak calls came in, Tao Qingzhou was different for the first time, his hearing could be so clear.

The fox's barking was very weak, not at all like the coquettish tone when we first met. For a moment, Tao Qingzhou thought of the way the fox was pestering him, and he must be extremely dependent.

Closing her eyes fiercely, Tao Qingzhou walked back to the bed first, then stood up again as if giving up, and quickly opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a gust of cold air suddenly hit, and even a swordsman like him felt cold, let alone a little fox.

Sweeping over with consciousness, it seemed that something soft was touched under his feet.

Lifting it by hand, the fur that was originally warm was now stiff with cold, and even the whole body of this little thing was frozen stiff.

Its breathing is weak, almost non-existent.

It's completely different from the lively look before.

Tao Qingzhou knew that if he picked up the fox back at this moment, then this tie might not be cut...

He, Tao Qingzhou, wanted to be at the peak of swordsmanship, and didn't want to distract himself with anything, but this little thing?

The brow furrowed and furrowed, and finally as the fox's body became more and more stiff, the brow suddenly loosened.

Forget it, he still can't afford to raise a fox.

Furthermore, the fact that this fox made him meet and entangled him like this may be a predestined relationship.

If it can still survive, let's raise it first.

After he figured it out, Tao Qingzhou hugged the fox into his arms. The frozen fox seemed to have finally found a warm flame, and he groaned a few times unconsciously, which made him look very Poor people.

With a flick of his sleeves, Tao Qingzhou closed the door again, hugged the fox onto his bed, and brought the lamp closer to increase the heat as much as possible.

Perhaps because the frost on his body had melted, the fox's tail finally shook a few times, and the finger that was swept felt a little numb, and Tao Qingzhou retracted his finger in shock.

009, who witnessed all this, couldn't help sighing:

[Host, as expected of you, this bitter trick is really clever! ]

How should I put it - I really deserve to be its host, haha.

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