fox repair

Mo Chen simply put all his strength into it. Anyway, he doesn't need to shy away from brats now, he can use spells as he wants.The brat has cheated so many people, so he might be beaten to death, so it's better to take him away from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, Mo Chen was about to escape with the boy in his mouth, but suddenly bumped into an invisible barrier. Because he was not on guard beforehand, he rushed so fiercely that he actually hit the barrier, almost breaking the fox's nose .

After such a delay, those belated gamblers rushed out like crazy.Because they trusted this little magician, they invested all their belongings in the gamble just now. Who would have expected to lose, and they lost so thoroughly and so tragically!

How could you spare that little bastard!

The person who was at the front grabbed the boy by the leg and snatched him back from the fox's mouth.At this time, the anger of losing money from gambling has burned the brains of these people, and they don't even think about it, how can ordinary people like them be easy to provoke a fox that can turn into a white light?

Mo Chen rubbed his nose with his paws tearfully, and waited until he managed to relieve the pain, only then did he notice that the boy had been dragged into a crowd of people and beaten up.He immediately used his spiritual power, ready to throw a freezing spell, but just when the spell was about to reach everyone, he was blocked by a golden light.

This night, Mo Chen was restrained too many times. He was not a good-tempered demon cultivator. At this moment, his true colors were revealed, and he shot cold eyes at the Ning family cultivator who cast a spell to obstruct him. The Jindan cultivator clicked on the color to see.

"Senior, calm down! It's the younger generation's responsibility to protect the people of this side from the immortal cultivators!" Brother Jindan hurriedly explained, but it was too late. The angry fox is not so easy to deal with. Opening his mouth, he spit out a magic weapon in the shape of a jade pillow, and directly controlled it to hit him.

Seeing that the spiritual power on the jade pillow was soaring to the sky, and it turned out to be a magic weapon of the level of a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, the Jindan monk naturally didn't dare to accept it, and hurriedly ran away.In order to prevent the fox from getting more angry, he didn't even dare to use the spell to resist, and could only turn into a light and run all over the sky, and at the same time, he didn't run far, just circling around here.

Mo Chen was worrying that he had nowhere to vent his anger. At this moment, he saw that this Jindan boy was quite courageous. Instead of fleeing back to his lair, he went around in circles, as if he was teasing him and protesting him, so he didn't care about the brat who was being beaten up on the ground. , just manipulating the jade pillow, chasing after the Golden Core cultivator.

The Jindan cultivator knew that this was not going to work, so he repeatedly begged for mercy: "Senior, please calm down, senior, please calm down, you can't just ignore your human companion just to educate me?"

"Hmph, that brat committed suicide on his own, why should I care about it? I educated you first today, and then went to deal with that brat?" Maybe it was because of raising a brat for so many years, Mo Chen was too full of breath, At this time, he finally found a breakthrough, unreasonably wanting to apply all the useless spirit of being chased here and there all these years to a third person who doesn't matter, so as to dissolve the grievances in his heart.

This cultivator from the Ning family is also quite unlucky, it was just his turn to be on duty today, and he ran into such a difficult fox cultivator.But although he was unlucky, his mind was still very flexible, and he quickly changed his tone, from threatening to seductive: "Senior! Senior's companion must be naughty, and he caused a lot of trouble for senior, right?"

Mo Chen snorted coldly, with a very unfriendly expression.

The monks of the Ning family felt that their guess was correct, and hurriedly said: "If I guessed correctly, senior and senior's companions should not be from the Yao country, so they moved here after a long distance, let me ask one more question, whether... to avoid Enemies?"

Mo Chen snorted again, using the mandarin duck pillow as a brick, controlled it with spiritual power, aimed at the Ning family cultivator and shot it down.

The Ning family cultivator hurriedly dodged, and was almost caught in the face. While afraid, he lamented the terrifying power of the ninth-level monster in his heart, "Senior! If the senior doesn't want his companions to be entangled by the enemy like this again, this junior has an idea! "

Mo Chen finally stopped, suspended the mandarin duck pillow in the air, and snorted, "What's the idea, let the fart go!"

The monks of the Ning family didn't dare to show off, and immediately said: "Someone in the Ning family is proficient in the method of disguise, which is suitable for ordinary people without cultivation to hide their true appearance. If the senior is willing, the younger generation can let the clansmen teach this method. For that little friend, I don't know what the seniors think?"

Disguise?Mo Chen thought for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he really thought it was a good idea.That dead child caused too many troubles. Wherever he went, he was hated by people and dogs. He couldn't possibly be wandering in different places forever. If he learned the disguise technique, it would be much more convenient, and he wouldn't be afraid of being unable to stay in one place for a long time.

In fact, this monk from the Ning family was willing to take the initiative to help, not just to appease Mo Chen.The reason why this incident happened today is, to put it bluntly, because of the intervention of the Ning family. If the fox cultivator could stay by the young man's side, the young man wouldn't lose so badly, and they wouldn't have to get stuck when they first arrived here. , but also moved to another place.Enemies should be resolved rather than tied. This fox cultivator is now a level nine monster with such a high spirituality.No matter how powerful a family of immortal cultivators is, they will never be willing to be enemies with a metamorphosis demon cultivator.Since Hu Xiu is in need now, and they don't need to do much, why not give him a favor?

So Mo Chen and the monks of the Ning family shook hands and made peace, and when one person and one fox returned to the ground, the boy was already surrounded by the crowd, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen and he was dying.

"Xiaoer, call your boss and let him settle this matter." After all, it was a dispute between mortals, and even monks from the Ning family couldn't use spells directly.

Xiao Er, who was watching the fun, rubbed his hands, "Well, my lord, our boss hanged himself to death."

Ning Family Cultivator: "..."

Mo Chen: "...Didn't he win, why did he hang himself?"

Xiao Er laughed dryly, "That's right, that's it."

The monks of the Ning family stared: "Everyone is dead, what are you doing in a daze, why don't you report to the police?!"

Xiao Er came to his senses and hurriedly ran to the county government.

As soon as they heard that someone was going to report to the police, the gamblers who participated in the beating finally came to their senses and scattered like birds and beasts, leaving only the young fortune teller lying on the ground.

Mo Chen walked over to look at the boy on the ground, really angry and hated.

Why do you have to gamble?With your fortune-telling skills, don't you know that you are not suitable for such a lucky thing?Mo Chen pawed and pulled it with his fleshy claws. Even though he was angry, he couldn't help but lightly press on his wound, injecting some healing spiritual energy.He wasn't a monster who majored in healing skills, so these spells were useless for monks, but they were good for ordinary people. What's more, he had a deep cultivation base and healed the boy's injuries in a short time.

The monk of the Ning family came over and also took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill from it and handed it to the young man, "Eat this, you will feel better."

The boy glanced at the pill, took it and was about to stuff it in his mouth, but was stopped by Mo Chen until he repeatedly confirmed that the pill was just an ordinary pill for strengthening tendons and bones, after eating it, it not only strengthens the body, but also prolongs life. , the boy was allowed to eat it.

"Senior, it's getting late. If you don't have a suitable place to live, why don't you let me arrange the inn so that this little friend can rest well. We will set off for Yunling tomorrow morning. I will let the clansmen teach the little friend the art of disguise." technique."

Mo Chen and the monks of the Ning family are both immortal cultivators, even if they don't eat or sleep and drive all night, it's okay, but the young man can't do it, he is a mortal body after all.So Mo Chen nodded in agreement, and slept at the place arranged by the monks of the Ning family that night.

Early the next morning, when Mo Chen woke up, he found that the boy was not in the guest room.

This worry-free thing!Where did he go to die?

Mo Chen followed the smell to find it, only to find that the boy just came out of a pawn shop.

This pawn shop was the first place they entered when they first came to this city. Mo Chen found two ancient objects from the mandarin duck pillow space, and it was here that they pawned money for the boy.

What is this brat doing here this morning?

Mo Chen was standing at the corner of the street looking at him with his head tilted, puzzled in his heart, but at this moment the young man saw him first, called Ah Chen, and walked towards the light with a smile.The blurred figure made Mo Chen suddenly feel his heart beating faster.

He finally knew why the child looked so familiar!

He looks like the man from back then!

It's just that he is still young now, and the edges and corners are not yet clear, so he is only three points similar to a man.

"Achen." The young man walked up to the white fox, leaned over and gently stroked his head, then took out two things from his bosom and handed them to the white fox, a black round bowl, and an ancient painting with no figures but landscapes, "This is I redeemed the things that Master left you for you, so please keep them well."

Mo Chen was still in a daze, and only came to his senses after hearing this, redeemed?With what to redeem?He obviously lost all his money!

As if hearing the question in Mo Chen's mind, the young man took out another three pennies from his bosom, and explained to Mo Chen in a gentle voice: "I left five pennies before the last round of betting last night, and two pennies were redeemed for your things. , and the remaining three hanging money is reserved for our next expenses."

In the early morning, the sun shines on the person and fox on the corner of the street. It is clean and bright, like a peaceful picture projected by time in memory.

Mo Chen recalled the scene in the casino last night.

Every time the young man made a bet, he gave up all he had, only the last time, he kept five slings.

It was the last time, but he lost.

Looking at the young man who was smiling gently at him, Mo Chen suddenly had an absurd guess: Could it be that the brat lost on purpose in the last bet last night?

But why lose on purpose?Is it to intentionally cheat those who bet with him?

Unable to guess the bear's heart, Mo Chen silently put the round bowl and ancient paintings into the space, and set off with the boy and the Ning family monk.The monks of the Ning family sacrificed a flying magic weapon and asked the young man to sit on it, and the two foxes flew towards Yunling together, but they reached the place within a day and a night.

The Yunling Ning family is worthy of being one of the five great immortal cultivating families in the Yao Kingdom. Just entering the periphery of Yunling, they already feel that the spiritual energy is abundant, which shows how rich the spiritual veins here are.

"That's the residence of the Patriarch of the Ning family." Looking at the green hills from a distance, at the corner of the black eyebrows, the monk of the Ning family pointed to a cloud-shrouded palace for Mo Chen and the young man.

Mo Chen glanced at it from afar, but didn't take it to heart.At this time, he never imagined that just a few decades later, he would live in the palace of the Patriarch of the Ning family and become the spirit beast of a famous person in the world of cultivating immortals in Yao country.