Prince loves to pick up trash

As soon as the white fox appeared, Qi Wenliang couldn't wait to open the curtain.

Then he saw the white fox he was thinking about.

Just as he expected.

Snow white and furry!

When he went to Longxi, he naturally followed the official path.

But at this moment, the official road seemed so narrow.

Too small to fit a fox.

There are tall trees on both sides of the official road. In autumn, they lose all their leaves, which is ugly!

The overgrown branches stretched irregularly to the road.

When ordinary people pass by, the branches will not cause too much trouble.

But the fox is tall, so he is always poked by these branches.

The fallen dead leaves accumulated on the road and gradually rotted. The white fox's paw stepped on it and stained it.

There are also some leaves that are particularly shameless, and when the white fox is jumping and jumping, they are blown up by the wind, and then they are picked on the snow-white fur of the white fox.

For a moment, he looked a little embarrassed.

Qi Zian wanted to trample these annoying things to death with a few kicks, but he didn't expect that the place was so narrow that he couldn't use it at all.

The chisel teeth attached to the human body also took advantage of the terrain, dodging left and right.

They learned the lesson of the emperor's speech, deliberately avoided Qi Zian, and only went towards Qi Wenliang.

Seeing that Qi Wenliang opened the curtain, they rushed towards him like ants seeing honey.

Qi Wenliang was still feeling sorry for the white fox, worried that he would be hurt by a tree branch by the roadside, when he saw a sickle in front of him.

He immediately pulled out the dagger he carried with him, jumped out of the carriage in two or three steps, and returned the dagger while avoiding the sickle.

The chiseled shoulder was cut, leaving a deep gash, and blood gushed out immediately, but it didn't seem to feel pain, and it still persistently attacked Qi Wenliang.

Qi Wenliang turned around and made another block.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and has never given up. Although he has never had to fight anyone, he is not weak in terms of fighting skills.

The chisel teeth attached to the villagers may be because the freshmen have not yet found a suitable body, so their strength is far inferior to Huangci.

The only thing that can be obtained is a flexible one.

Anyway, it is not their own body, and they are not afraid of muscle strain when twisting, so they can always avoid and attack at tricky angles.

"A few people who are neither human nor ghost!" Qi Wenliang clicked his tongue softly, "It's so annoying!"

The strength of these chisel teeth is far inferior to Huangci, but they are superior in number and are not afraid of injury.

They only dodge the fatal blows, attacking without pain.

Qi Wenliang has mastered martial arts so well that he can barely protect himself, but if things go on like this, he will definitely be injured.

He saw a few daring chisel teeth wanting to chop off the white fox's feet, and he became more and more impetuous. If he was not careful, he was scratched on the back.

The blood stained the white clothes little by little, but the gold thread in the white clothes seemed more vivid.

The blood seemed to flow into Qi Zian's eyes.

He didn't care about the trees on both sides of the road anymore, he swung his body violently with red eyes, directly smashed a few trees blocking him, and then trampled to death the chisel teeth that wanted to cut off his feet.

Although this move seemed to be beneficial to him, Qi Wenliang could see that it had also become impatient.

It's not good for anyone if it goes on like this.

Enduring the pain, Qi Wenliang leaned towards the white fox while dodging.

One person and one fox looked at each other, and instantly understood what the other person meant.

Qi Zian lowered his body slightly, and Qi Wenliang borrowed a branch to jump onto his back.

He was instantly wrapped in fluffy fur.

The fur was longer than he had imagined, and it completely blocked his vision, so he didn't see the sudden rise of frost around him, and the chisel teeth's feet and the road were frozen, and they were firmly locked together.

It turned out that Qi Zian still had this group killing skill, but just now he was afraid of freezing Qi Wenliang, so he didn't dare to use it.

Qi Wenliang was wrapped in his fur, enjoying his body temperature, with the fluffy fur on his face, he couldn't bear to raise his head at all.

He subconsciously rubbed against each other. He didn't feel the temperature change around him. He thought the chisel teeth were still alive and kicking, so he urged in a low voice, "Hurry up."

These words were like a twisted clockwork on Qi Zian's body. After hearing this, Qi Zian jumped into the sky.

Well, a fox, without wings, but up to the sky.

Although he also disappeared into the sky last time, but this time, he took Qi Wenliang directly into the sky.

Qi Wenliang was so surprised that he opened his mouth to scream.

When he was very young, he wished to become a bird in the sky.

No matter how high the palace wall is, it cannot be closed, there is a free sky of its own.

Later, when he grew up, he knew that it was impossible for a man to become a bird, he knew that it was impossible for a man to fly into the sky, and he knew that he would never be able to climb over the palace wall or break free from his own shackles.

When a person grows up, he will stop dreaming; when his childlike innocence is dead, he will start to walk down-to-earth on the road to the throne.

But now, he actually flew up.

Standing thousands of miles high in the sky, taller than any flying bird, and hugging a big furry fox.

He suddenly thought that what he was holding was a demon!

It's the demon in the storybook I liked to read when I was young!

And it's a fluffy monster!

He raised small animals when he was a child, and he especially liked fur, but people always disliked him and his little friends, so they all died.

He remembered that when he was four or five years old, he picked up a milk fox in the palace.

But the queen mother said that no one in the palace kept foxes, and said that he wanted to raise small animals so much that he was crazy, so he was fined and not allowed to go out for a month.

A month later, there were no more foxes in the world who secretly came to play with him.

His kittens, puppies and foxes are all gone.

In winter, his favorite bird also flew away.

His favorite story books were also confiscated.

nothing left.

When everything is gone, people grow up.

But at this moment, he has everything again.

Holding a big furry fox in his arms, he realized his unrealistic fantasy, and even saw monsters in storybooks.

His cold heart hidden under the smiling mask seemed to warm up under the fox fur wrap.

It was so comfortable that he lay on the fox's back and gradually became groggy.

Qi Zian found that he had fallen asleep, so he flew to the top of Longxi Mountain.

He changed back into a human form, used spells to make Qi Wenliang sleep more deeply, treated his wounds, and then put him in the temple.

This temple has long been abandoned, but the inside is still spotless, Qi Zi'an closed the door, and then followed the evil spirit to go to Chisel's nest.

Gotta make those things pay for it!