Wolf Gu Suspicion

Hu Xian stretched out his paw and scratched his pointed nose, smacked his lips, and then poked Lang Yao's generous palm, sighing: "It's really rare, it's rare that you still remember me with facial paralysis."

Lang Yao turned over the lazy little fox on his palm, and gently rubbed Lang Yao's slightly swollen belly with one finger, the feeling was as good as ever.

Lang Yao lowered his eyes: "I will never forget."

From the moment the demon pill returned to his body, a constant surge of sadness, resentment and unwillingness poured into his heart in an instant.The meaningful eyes of the three gods, the pain of being smashed to pieces and piercing the bone marrow, the image of thousands of arrows piercing the heart repeatedly flashed in the mind.In an instant, Lang Yao almost forgot everything that was planned hundreds of years ago, and wanted to rush to the fairyland recklessly to tear them into pieces!

Just as his demonic blood was surging and he was about to leave, Hu Xian, who had recovered his original shape and was dying, tugged at his trousers feebly: "Would you like some potato chips to calm your shock?"

Lang Yao: "..."

Lang Yao stared at the little fox curled up at his feet, picked up the little fox and put it on the palm of his hand to look at it carefully.

"thin."

Hu Xian: "..."

Isn't this nonsense? ! 500 years ago, he was well-nourished, and he just reached the age of [-]. How can he not be rich?Now that he has lost mana, his original form has been greatly reduced, can he not lose weight?

500 年前

Cultivation also requires talent, this is an eternal motto.Hu Xian squatted triumphantly by the river, cleaning his ninth tail.Hushan's recent cultivation situation is not optimistic. Hushan's aura has dropped sharply, coupled with the passive sabotage of the little foxes themselves, the probability of cultivating human form is only about 1000%. One tail in [-] years, looking at the entire Hushan, the generation of young talents, besides his elder brother Hu Li, he is the only one who has done it. Thinking about it, I am a little proud.In order to reward himself, Hu Xian quietly ran out from Fox Mountain without telling Hu Li, planning to travel around the world.

Just when Hu Xian was immersed in the mood of little pride, a huge fireball fell from the sky and hit the lake in front of Hu Xian impartially.A burst of flame sank into the bottom of the water with a "boom", stirring up splashes all over the sky, and then returned to calm.

Hu Xian wiped his wet cheeks, looked down at the drenched long gown that was about to become a sexy shirt and the nine drooping tails: "Hey, what the hell! The young master's tail!! Who the hell is so wicked?!" Isn't he just a little proud for a while?Wouldn't the fairy world drop a fireball to attack him? !What hatred, what resentment? !

Hu Xian was twisting his drenched tail mournfully, when suddenly, a comatose man in black clothes floated on the water.

two hours later

Hu Xian dragged the pale, lifeless man with handsome features to a nearby natural cave, where he was holding the branches he had picked up to start a fire.Among all the spells, Hu Xian was the least proficient in fire spells. After reciting a fire spell, his tail was burned first.

"Fuck! It hurts...it hurts...it hurts me to death!!"

Finally, the sparks on the tail were extinguished, Hu Xian sighed, and then recited the Fire Jue for the second time, this time, smoke came directly from the top of Hu Xian's head.

A few minutes later, Hu Xian looked at the burning fire and the man who had opened his eyes in amazement.The man's eyes were very empty, his lips were pursed tightly, and he stared at the ceiling of the cave in silence.

Hu Xian moved to the man's side, and gently patted the man's shoulder: "Young man, don't be so overwhelmed. Even if you are gang-raped by bad guys, you should live hard. The world is so big, it's worth you to see it. Men? , Just treat it as being bitten by a few dogs, don't give up on yourself, respect life, respect yourself."

Man: "..." He looked at Hu Xian slowly: "My phantom will disappear in half a month." The body was destroyed, and his demon core was sealed under Yaoshan, existing here Yes, just a wisp of his consciousness.

Hu Xian pulled the man's wrist, took his pulse, and said with a serious expression, "Who are you?"

In the middle of the night, the man developed a high fever. Hu Xian ran for more than a dozen times, tore off his clothes and soaked cold water on his head, but nothing improved.In desperation, Hu Xian returned to his original shape, and the huge fox embraced the cold man, passing the heat from his body to him.

In the dream, the man stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, with endless and deep sorrow in his eyes.

"You don't have to."

Hu Xian shook his head: "Can I save you?" For some reason, he always wanted to heal the sadness of the man in front of him.What did he encounter that made him so sad and desperate that even in his dream, he could feel his sorrow.

For half a month, Hu Xian took care of the man who was getting weaker and weaker during the day, and at night, he and the man sat opposite each other in a dream.He was rambling and rambling, and the man sat quietly beside him and listened carefully.

Half a month later, the man disappeared.The phantom of the man turned into a ray of consciousness and melted into Hu Xian's body. The moment Hu Xian entered his body, he possessed the man's memory.This ray of consciousness allowed Hu Xian to inherit part of the man's demonic power.

The demon king, the three gods, ten thousand arrows pierced the heart, and the body was smashed to pieces.

Hu Xian half knelt on the ground, their king, the last hope of the demon world, just fell silent.

"wait me back."

The man's deep voice echoed in the empty cave, like an eternal promise.

Lang Yao pinched the tip of Hu Xian's nose: "A scam." He wanted desperate revenge, because warmth and kindness do not exist in this world.It was just that the moment he saw Hu Xian, his memory returned to that night 500 years ago, when Hu Xian half knelt on the ground and clenched his long gown, sobbing.

Hu Xian waved Lang Yao's hand away angrily: "This is just a cover-up. I have your consciousness in my body. After changing my soul, I can temporarily serve as your substitute to attract the attention of the Immortal God-Buddha Alliance Republic. I think you directly destroyed Nezha's physical body."

Langyao was doomed 1000 years ago, even 500 years ago, leaving a way out.And his meeting with Hu Xian provided convenience for today's planning.Even if Nezha returns to the republic of the Immortals, Gods and Buddhas to pass the news of the demon king's resurrection to the three gods, as long as Lang Yao suppresses the demon power in his body, Hu Xian can replace him to divert the attention of the republics of the Immortals, Gods and Buddhas.

Lang Yao lifted Hu Xian's leg as if he didn't hear anything, stared carefully at Hu Xian's buttocks, raised his thin lips imperceptibly: "It's so small."

Hu Xian: "..."

Fuck, where is it small? !It has been reduced by dozens of times, of course it is smaller? !Why did such a serious topic go as far as his chirping size? !