fox repair

If Ning Yuan changes, is he still Ning Yuan?

Even though he has the same appearance, the same voice and the same eyes, but he is no longer generous and kind, no longer gentle and kind, is he still the Ning Yuan who makes him miss him day and night?

Mo Chen followed Ning Yuan for many days. Seeing his ruthless determination and ruthlessness, he seemed to become excessively pursuing justice. Any little betrayal and moral flaws would be punished by him most harshly, so that He himself has become a fearsome existence.

Mo Chen had never seen Ning Yuan like this before, and he even wondered if this was a fundamentally different person, a... stranger who could only resonate with his mandarin duck pillow.

Ning Yuan's daily routine is very regular. He is an extremely self-disciplined person. He sets his mind in the morning and evening. Before dawn, he will get up to dance swords and practice kung fu. During the day, he will go to various shops to check accounts and goods. Manage officials and nobles, and make friends with heroes of the rivers and lakes.Mo Chen found that never before had Ning Yuan been able to control his own life so firmly in his hands.

In the evening of this day, Mo Chen followed Ning Yuan out for a day and returned to the mansion.

Just entering the courtyard, Ning Yuan suddenly stopped, turned his head, and glanced in the direction of Mo Chen.

Mo Chen has used the technique of concealment, Ning Yuan will definitely not see him with his mortal body, but for some reason, Mo Chen feels that Ning Yuan can feel him.

Caught off guard, the huge iron cage slammed down, trapping Ning Yuan and Mo Chen in it at the same time.

Mo Chen showed his figure in shock, while Ning Yuan had already pulled out his sword from his waist, and archers were set up around the iron cage, aiming at the white fox in the cage.

"I thought what was following me these days. It turned out to be a little fox." Ning Yuan looked at Mo Chen with a smile. He didn't show the slightest fear. Instead, he pointed his sword at Mo Chen with ease. Chen vital parts.

Because he couldn't see the white fox, he could only feel that something was following him not far away. Not only was Ning Yuan not afraid like ordinary people, but he also trapped himself in the cage in order to catch this invisible sneaky thing.

This man is really cruel to himself...

Mo Chen didn't move, he didn't even look at the sword in Ning Yuan's hand, his fox eyes just stared at his pupils.The archers around were afraid that the white fox would suddenly attack and hurt people, and were about to release arrows, but the young master raised his hand to stop them.

Ning Yuan approached Mo Chen step by step.

Mo Chen made up his mind, if this person dared to attack him, he would bite him to death.

Ning Yuan finally walked up to the white fox, was silent for a moment, then suddenly bent his lips to show a gentle smile, stretched out a hand to Mo Chen, "Come here."

Mo Chen didn't want to be so obedient, but just like the first time he saw the Ninth Prince, he seemed to be born unable to resist the attraction of this person to him, whenever he saw Ning Yuan reaching out to him, he couldn't help but jump to on him, wanting to be close to him.

"I'll call you Achen from now on, how about it?" Under the astonished gazes of the archers around, Ning Yuan rubbed the white fox's head with a smile, showing a rare gentle smile.

The servants of the Ning family could tell that it was a kind of smile that was different from the usual one that was so gentle to the eyes.

When the familiar title was pronounced from this mouth, Mo Chen relaxed his tense heartstrings, and even his ears softened, unexpectedly feeling a kind of redemption.

"Since you like following me so much, follow me openly from now on." Ning Yuan tilted his head to look at Mo Chen.

Mo Chen raised his head, stuck out his tongue and licked Ning Yuan's lips.

Afterwards, Mo Chen began to live in the Ning Mansion in a legitimate way. The boy who likes to go to the teahouse to listen to books was so frightened that his young master raised a white fox for no reason.

"Young Master, you, have you ever heard the story of the thousand-year-old fox demon in Qingfeng County?"

"Oh? What are you talking about, come and listen to me?"

So the young servant tremblingly repeated the secrets of Qingfeng County that he had heard from the teahouse.

"My lord, this fox has been following you before. No one saw it, and it just showed itself out of thin air... This, this is clearly..."

The little servant didn't dare to continue talking, because one person and one fox sitting on the soft couch looked at him at the same time, with almost the same look in their eyes, lazy and contemptuous.

"What is this clearly?" Ning Yuan asked, his eyebrows raised slightly.

Blessed by the Buddha, the little servant wanted to wipe his eyes, because he seemed to feel that the fox in the young master's arms raised his eyebrows at him almost from the same angle.

The little servant swallowed his saliva, stopped talking, and suffocated the word "fox demon" into his stomach.He could see that the young master and the white fox were already in the same country, and to speak ill of the white fox would be against the young master, and he would only do that if he didn't want to live.

Rumors suddenly began to spread in Fengyang City.

Some people said that the young master of the Ning Family Antique Shop was bewitched by the fox demon and lost his mind.

After only a few days, the rumors gradually faded away. Because of unknown reasons, those who spread the rumors all shut up one by one, and when they were asked about the young master of the Ning family, only "good luck, long life A hundred years old" a few auspicious words upside down, I dare not chew even one more word.

When Ning Yuan was lying on the bed at night, he hugged Mo Chen, tapped his fingertips on the tip of his nose, and looked at him with deep and dark eyes, "Ah Chen, they all say you are a fox demon."

Mo Chen arched his head, buried his head in Ning Yuan's arms, covered his ears, and signaled that he didn't want to listen to those useless nonsense and wanted to sleep.

Ning Yuan lifted him up with a smile, and put him on the bed again with all four arms facing the sky.

"Actually, I think you are too."

Mo Chen's four claws froze, and he finally turned over.

"But, I'm not afraid." Ning Yuan approached suddenly, gently pressed his nose against Mo Chen's wet nose, evoked a meaningful smile, and stared at him at a very close distance, "Because even if you are a fox demon , is also my fox demon. You belong to me, Chen."

Ning Yuan's words were like magic voices, taking root and sprouting in Mo Chen's head.He didn't know why Ning Yuan had such a strong desire to possess and control himself this time, but he didn't seem to be disgusted by it, but instead responded with the same possessive desire, not allowing any irrelevant people to approach Ning Yuan.

You belong to me, and I belong to you. Life after life, we will stay together until the end, and we will never betray each other.

The last heavy injury made Mo Chen deeply aware of a problem, that is, how important it is to become stronger.

He has never been in contact with other demon cultivators before, and he has no idea about the level of practice, except that he vaguely knows that he must constantly absorb the spiritual power of the world to cleanse the meridians and replenish the spiritual power. The cultivation base has never been in his consciousness. Without any intuitive feeling, he didn't understand what was the most important thing for him until he met the thousand-year-old fox demon and almost lost his life.

Bring Ningyuan into the mandarin duck pillow, and the space in the pillow can transform into a spiritual valley, and practice in it can be said to be twice the result with half the effort, and a thousand miles a day.But Mo Chen didn't want Ning Yuan to remember the past. He found that as long as Ning Yuan remembered who he was, he would always be close to death, so he decided to bring Ning Yuan into a coma every night, and use one night to practice quickly. Before dawn in the morning, take him out of the space to wake him up.

Just like this, two years passed by, Mo Chen finally broke through the middle stage of consecration, and entered the late stage of consecration. After a few more years of hard work, it is just around the corner to produce a demon pill.

Once a monster forms an alchemy, it is a real cultivator. According to legend, it can temporarily transform into a human form by borrowing a form-changing spell. But it can also meet the needs of some demon cultivators to blend in with the crowd.

Of course, what comes with the demon core stage is also doubly dangerous.Because the demon pills of monsters are rare refining materials for human cultivators, especially the demon pills of snow-capped foxes like Mo Chen, which can be sold at sky-high prices in the market, so many cultivators specialize in refining materials. To make a living by hunting monsters, the conflict between human cultivators and demon cultivators really begins when they reach the realm of the demon alchemy stage.

But because Mo Chen has been hiding in the secular world with Ning Yuan all the time, he is rarely affected by the dispute between the monsters, which saves him a lot of troubles.

On this day, the Antique Store personally invited Ning Yuan to the store to hold the eye, saying that they had received a strange item, and they didn't know whether they should keep it or not.

When Ning Yuan went out, Mo Chen naturally followed, and saw the familiar thing in the shop at a glance.

It's the hexagonal black jade wind chime.

A few children in Qingfeng County picked up this wind chime near Banshanfang City back then. They thought it was an ancient relic, so they asked Ning Yuan to identify it.After nearly twenty years of panic, it was unexpected that this thing would return to Ning Yuan's hands after going around and around, and Ning Yuan still let Ning Yuan screen it, which shows how good luck tricks people.

When Mo Chen saw this wind chime last time, he didn't have time to take a closer look, but this time he saw it, but felt that it was a bit unusual. He always felt that there was a familiar aura on the wind chime, as if it belonged to the monster clan.In fact, if you think about it carefully, it is not impossible.

Ning Yuan quickly figured out the origin of the Moyu wind chime, and the explanation was not much different from the previous life. It was said that it was a plaything used by the nobles to ward off evil spirits. Low, so he asked the shopkeeper to pay and took the wind chime away.

Different from the past, Ning Yuan took the wind chime home this time and hung it in his bedroom.

At night, Mo Chen stood under the wind chime and looked up at the wind chime. Ning Yuan couldn't help laughing when he saw it, and picked Mo Chen up from the ground, "I knew Ah Chen liked this wind chime, so I brought it back, Ah Chen Are you happy?"

It turned out to be specially brought back for him?

Mo Chen couldn't help being surprised.When did Ning Yuan discover it?Could it be because he looked at the wind chime more than once in the antique shop?

"Achen, I've had nightmares since I was a child..."

This is the first time Ning Yuan confided his heart to Mo Chen, and let Mo Chen know why he has such a temperament.

"I always dream that my antique shop is taken away by someone, I am penniless, I am so hungry that I can only eat rat meat, I try my best to survive, but in the end my heart is ripped out and my liver dies..."

"I think I've already died once. I've also heard the storytelling in Qingfeng County, maybe that missing boy from the antique shop is my previous life." Ning Yuan told about the betrayal of relatives and friends, and hugged Mo Chen more tightly Then suddenly whispered: "I also dreamed about you, Ah Chen. In fact, you are the white fox in the story, right?"

Ning Yuan suddenly asked, Mo Chen looked back at him.

"But I know, you didn't harm anyone." Ning Yuan smiled, and to Mo Chen's surprise, he suddenly bent down and kissed his mouth.

A human is actually kissing a fox.