I've fucked up all the bosses

fox six

"You still have a little affection for me in your heart." After the swordsman finished speaking, his body straightened and fell down.

The swordsman with a broken Dao heart has begun to suffer backlash, showing the five declines of heaven and man.

He was originally a peerless genius of the human race, but now he ended up like this because of the word of love.

From the time he fell in love with Huachao, Ye Zhihuan knew that he would have such a day sooner or later, and when this day really came, he didn't have much regret in his heart.

After all, he died in the arms of the fox.

It can be regarded as fulfilling one's wish, seeking benevolence and benevolence.

The swordsman is not dead.

However, two of Huachao's tails were broken, and he suddenly changed from a nine-tailed monster to a seven-tailed monster.

The fox family has a secret technique called spring with dead wood, which cannot be performed by the nine-tailed monster.

This secret technique is equivalent to exchanging lives for lives. Although it is a secret technique for saving people, it is listed as a forbidden technique among the fox clan.

The swordsman's heart was exhausted, and the meridians in his body were damaged a lot. Hua Chao used the dead wood Fengchun to renew Ye Zhihuan's meridians, but he couldn't do anything about the broken Dao heart of the swordsman.

The swordsman was not in danger of his life for the time being, and Hua Chao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He took Ye Zhihuan into the inaccessible mountain forest, dragged his tired body and built a small wooden house, and then he turned into a prototype and curled up on a bluestone to meditate.

When Ye Zhihuan woke up seven days later, he was facing the fox's snow-white and soft belly.

Hua Chao was sleeping soundly beside his head, with seven big fluffy tails covering his body, he was very obedient.

The swordsman counted Huachao's tails twice, and there were clearly nine tails, but now two were missing. It's not difficult to imagine the price Huachao paid to save him.

He stroked the fox's tail with a complicated expression, for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried.

In fact, Hua Chao had woken up a long time ago, and now he huddled his tail and pretended to be dead, not knowing how to face the awakened swordsman.

He was repeatedly tormented by this feeling of worrying about gain and loss, coupled with the loss of two tails and the damage to his cultivation base, so the whole fox looked a little sluggish, and the hair on his body lost a lot of luster compared to before.

Ye Zhihuan stroked his tail, and said softly: "Is it the dead tree of the fox family, you actually used this forbidden technique to save me."

Hua Chao flicked his tail, opened a pair of sick eyes to look at him.

The swordsman lowered his head, and said to himself: "Why do you save me? My heart is broken, and my cultivation base is also declining day by day. After all, it is useless."

There was a flash of red light on the grass bed, and the sluggish fox instantly turned into a sick man. The red robe covered the entire grass bed, and the front collar was wide open, revealing a soft white neck and a large agar-like chest .

As soon as this person appeared, the atmosphere in the cabin suddenly became charming.

It's not that the two people in the house have any charming thoughts, but that the monsters of the fox tribe are coquettish and flirtatious. Even if they have a sick face and a sluggish complexion at this time, they don't have a seductive style.

One person and one fox live in seclusion in this inaccessible mountain forest.

The swordsman was as taciturn as ever, never mentioning anything about the past, Hua Chao spent most of his time curled up on the grass bed, either meditating or sleeping.

Compared with the past, life has not changed. Living with someone like a swordsman can only be as plain as water, and there will be no such lingering and vigorous plots.

In the morning, the swordsman got up to cook by the stove, and Hua Chao went out in the sunlight to pick wild fruits and mountain mushrooms.

When he came back with a bunch of dewy wild fruits and mushrooms, he could eat delicious vegetable porridge and pancakes.

At noon, when the sun was shining, Hua Chao took a nap on the bluestone under the tree. Under the shade of the tree, the swordsman set up an embroidery shelf and began to mend clothes with a needle and thread.

Life in the deep mountains is difficult, and the two of them are too eye-catching. In order not to let others disturb the peace, they try their best to be self-sufficient in the deep mountains, and they have to do all the trivial things by themselves.

Huachao reclaimed a small piece of arable land in the mountains to grow wheat. Every day, he took a hoe to loosen the soil for the wheat seedlings, and the swordsmen began to raise silkworms and weave cloth.

You plow the field and I weave. The two of them really lived the life of a small farmer who plows and weaves.

Spring is coming and autumn is coming, and the wheat planted by Huachao has already produced ears. Although Huachao can write a lot of cheats, he lives with Ye Zhihuan with a very serious attitude these days. He has never used those cheats. .

If he wants, he can grow endless wheat, and he can also build a tall building on the ground instead of sleeping in this poor thatched hut.

But why do that.

I am so happy now.

The mountains and forests are so quiet, the trees are so lush, the gurgling stream, the chirping of birds, the fireworks in the stove, and the swordsman snuggled up with him at night.

The body temperature of the swordsman is so real, his eyes are so soft and sincere, and the love is flowing in his eyes, like a whirlpool that draws the tide of flowers into the depths of his eyes.

There has never been a better day.

At sunset, the swordsman came back from collecting firewood, and walked on the path in the mountain forest with the firewood on his back. The stones on the path were firmly stepped on by him. Just like him.

Twilight was sinking, and the last twilight disappeared. The swordsman held a ginseng stained with mud, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

He has spent too much time digging for ginseng, he has already walked a long way, and he may have to go a little longer.

That fox is a little afraid of the dark, if he doesn't come back, he won't fall asleep.

The swordsman's pace suddenly became a little quicker.

A warm candlelight suddenly appeared in the dark and quiet mountain forest, the outline of the thatched cottage was hidden in the night, and that little candlelight flickered slightly, better than the lights of thousands of stars in the sky.

The fox had left a lamp, and the swordsman opened the door and saw him sitting by the candlelight, weaving straw sandals, his patched red robe was dyed by the flickering candlelight, his porcelain-like face was shrouded in the candlelight, as if on the A light golden warm glaze was applied.

The swordsman suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He put the firewood by the stove, and Hua Chao turned to look at him with a faint smile on his cheek.

He is really good-looking, just a light smile under the candlelight, the swordsman's heart is messed up by his laughter.

His eyes are full of water, and there are always water ripples in his eyes, and he doesn't need to do anything, as long as he sees these eyes, he can do anything for him.

Hua Chao saw the ginseng in Ye Zhihuan's hand. The ginseng already had a human form, and it might turn into a spirit in a few days.

Hua Chao put down the woven straw curtain and said with a smile: "No wonder you came back so late, so you went to dig ginseng."

Ye Zhihuan casually threw the ginseng he dug up in front of Hua Chao: "I dug it casually, this ginseng has a lot of beards, I'm afraid it will ruin the medicinal properties, so I can only dig it up little by little, which is a waste of time." .”

Hua Chao looked down at the straw sandals on Ye Zhihuan's feet.

The pair of straw sandals were worn out, exposing the swordsman's muddy toes. The swordsman must have walked a lot.

Hua Chao sighed in his heart, swordsmen are always like this, they are bored in everything.

What other people have done one point, they have to add oil and vinegar to say it is ten points, but when it comes to swordsmen, they are concise and to the point, and he has taken all the hardships.

The swordsman took off his robe and sat cross-legged opposite the Kang table.

A pot of wine was warmed in a copper basin on the small wooden table. Hua Chao didn't drink much, but the swordsman needed a glass of rice wine to activate his meridians.

Ye Zhihuan knew that Huachao had specially prepared it for him, and when he looked at the thick porcelain flagon, the expression in his eyes became soft again.

A cup of warm rice wine entered the throat, and the body was full of warmth. Under the lamp, the fox bowed his head and weaved the straw curtains. His snow-white and slender fingers deftly passed through the straw, like two white butterflies wearing flowers.

Ye Zhihuan said: "Let me make it up, you rest your eyes."

Hua Chao smiled at him: "You are tired all day, you should take a bath first, there is hot water in the pot"

Ye Zhihuan lifted the pot, and hot steam came out, and a food box floated on top of the hot hand, exuding the aroma of food.

Opening the food box, half a roast chicken and a small bowl of vegetable porridge were wrapped in lotus leaves.

Ye Zhihuan cooks all the meals at home. After a long time, he almost forgot that the fox also has pretty good cooking skills.

The food cooked by the fox could not be left over, Ye Zhihuan ate cleanly, took a bath and changed clothes, and went to the kang again.

The temperature difference in the mountains was high and the humidity was heavy, so Huachao used earthen methods to make some earth bricks to build a kang. He had already heated the kang and spread bedding on the straw mats on the kang.

The small table on the kang has been removed, Ye Zhihuan got on the kang, and was about to blow on the lamp to take a rest, the fox had exposed his seven big tails, rolled over and sat on Ye Zhihuan's lap.

The fox didn't wear an inner garment under his robe, and when he sat on the swordsman's lap with his legs spread apart, his bare thighs were exposed outside the big red robe.

His robe was as red as fire, and his legs were as white as snow.

Behind them are seven gently wagging tails, each of which is fluffy and soft, and together they can become a snow-white foxtail quilt to cover the two of them.

The fox in his arms moved close to the swordsman's ear and blew a breath of hot air, and the swordsman's body shook slightly.

The fox looked at him with a full smile, the gentle water waves dangling in his eyes, the swordsman was almost drowning in it.

"The deeper the dew, the shorter the spring night, doesn't Zhihuan want me?"

Ye Zhihuan's face showed forbearance, Hua Chao deliberately teased him, he picked up a tail, and rubbed the tip of the tail back and forth on Ye Zhihuan's face and neck.

Ye Zhihuan tensed his temples, and said hoarsely: "You know that I can't refuse you, but you still play these tricks with me every day."

Hua Chao spoke softly, every word in his low and soft voice was full of temptation: "I think you are very useful, look, your Adam's apple is rolling, don't you want to press me under you and do something? Even if you want me, I won't refuse, and you can do whatever you want."

Huachao and Ye Zhihuan didn't care about being up or down, because the fox's skin was delicate, and Ye Zhihuan couldn't bear to hurt him. He couldn't bear it before, and naturally he couldn't bear it now.

He lifted off the fox's robe, kissed the fox's lips, took out the ointment and handed it to the fox's hand, panting, "You better come, we will get up late tomorrow..."

One person and one demon lingered all night.

It wasn't until Dongfang showed his fish belly that he stopped reluctantly.

The two took a careless bath, and after returning to the kang, Hua Chao turned into a prototype, showing his snow-white and soft belly to the swordsman.

The fox stretched out one of its front paws and patted its belly, then called out to the swordsman, motioning for the swordsman to come up to him.

A faint smile appeared on the swordsman's face. He lay on the cotton pillow beside him, then picked up the fox with soft fur, rubbed his chin against the fox's head, and hugged him tightly.

The author has something to say: You plow the fields and I weave, and the husband and wife return home~

Rolling all over the floor begging for claws!

感谢在2020-06-1823:14:49~2020-06-1920:44:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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