Xianjun Breeding Guide

Bai Ziyou curiously took the thousand-mile sound transmitting tube from him, studied it a bit, and said, "Someone is using this magic weapon to transmit sound for help, why don't you go?"

"He's just annoyed by being entangled, so he wants to take this opportunity to scold me." Wen Qianxiao waved his hand, "If something really happened, that perverted fox wouldn't have the time to complain, he would be a good brother to help .”

"Fox?"

"Fox Xiaoyao. You have seen him, he came to Fengzhulou not long ago."

Bai Ziyou remembered.

It was a romantic beauty as graceful and gorgeous as a peony when she glimpsed in the yard that day.He can't remember Qinghu Xiaoyao's appearance very much, he only remembers a head of silver hair like a waterfall, shining brightly, making the moonlight pale.

"You gave him this so he could call you for help if he was in danger?"

"Yeah." Wen Qianxiao said, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Xianjun stopped talking.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but his eyes were slightly astringent, his heart was in a mess, and he even felt bored with the table full of food in front of him.

"It's nothing, I'll go to the Fengzhu Tower to water the flower seedlings." Bai Ziyou said calmly, but before he could stand up, he was pushed back, "...What are you going to do?"

"Your face is all wrinkled, and you still say it's nothing." Wen Qianxiao stroked his eyebrows with her fingertips, "Don't frown, it's not good-looking."

Xiao Xianjun knocked off his hand with a "slap", and blurted out: "Then you go to find Hu Xiaoyao."

Wen Qianxiao: "?"

Wen Qianxiao: "???"

It wasn't until Xiao Xianjun ran away without a trace that Mozun later realized that the house was full of vinegar, which could make people stumble, and he couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

What a little vinegar jar.

After half an hour.

Wen Qianxiao didn't know what to do, she was late, and as expected, she was shut out outside Fengzhu Building.

"A Shuang, A Shuang... you open the door... open the door..."

Finally had to climb over the wall.

Bai Ziyou was squatting by the pond in the backyard to feed the fish. Clusters of koi were flicking their tails and competing for food. They were colorful and sparked water splashes, which was really beautiful.

Master Mozun was puzzled when he came, and said: "Feed less, the fish will not be hungry and full, and they will easily die of hunger."

Bai Ziyou threw down the fish food and walked into the house.

"A Shuang!"

"I want to be quiet."

"Wait, don't go yet." Wen Qianxiao quickly took out the ferret from his sleeve and stuffed it into Bai Ziyou's hand, "Here you are."

"..."

Xiao Xianjun was at a loss as she held the weird-looking flower cake.

Only half an hour later, the ferret tied a piece of red silk around its neck and tied it in a gaudy knot. He was holding a piece of Fangyu in his arms that was slightly green, and he put the things in his arms into his hands flatteringly. Tears welled up, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"This is?"

"This is your microphone for thousands of miles."

The unspoken little thoughts were properly taken care of, Bai Ziyou's cheeks became slightly hot, and he still said firmly: "I didn't say I wanted this."

"I want to send you off. The world is much wider than Niehai, with dense mountains and forests and complex terrain. If you accidentally get lost, use this to transmit sound to me." Wen Qianxiao brushed a strand of his hair into the Behind the ear, leaning a little closer, said softly, "No matter where you are, this deity will find you."

Xiao Xianjun's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Wen Qianxiao seemed to explain something later, but Bai Ziyou didn't hear clearly, he was immersed in the gentle eyes that were close at hand, his ears were filled with the chaotic heartbeat like torrential rain, and finally stopped on a light kiss.

The soft touch of the entanglement of lips and teeth occupied all the mind, softer than the drizzle in March, cool, but hot enough to make people tremble and uncontrollable.

Xiao Xianjun leaned against his arms, his body was so weak that he could hardly stand up.

"You... um... um..."

"A Shuang, you are so sweet."

The distant world.

Silver Willow River.

The prototype of the nine-tailed white fox is too eye-catching, even if there is a sky pearl to cover up its breath, it is still easy for people to stare at it.So a certain fox transformed into an ordinary red-haired fox.In order to keep a low profile, he deliberately shrunk his figure to a very small size, only the size of two palms.

But here comes the trouble.

A red shadow frantically fled in the dark forest.

A ray of light suddenly appeared in front of him, Hu Xiaoyao was overjoyed, looked left and right to make sure that there was no ghostly figure, then kicked his hind legs hard, and happily flew towards the light.

"Little fox demon, you run pretty fast. Run again?"

Hu Xiaoyao hangs in the air, dumbfounded.

He never imagined that one day, he would be reprimanded in such a careless tone by dangling the nape of his neck like an ordinary little beast.

More than once!

If this is passed back to Nie Hai, how can Ranghu have the face to continue messing around?Moreover, the ghost of the demon king who promised to come to fish for people is even nowhere to be seen!

While scolding Wen Qianxiao in his heart, the perverted fox struggled frantically with its short limbs in mid-air, trying to pretend to be a little fox demon who had just opened up his wits, and by the way began to regret his mistakes that day one and one times. See the color and start.

It is rumored that in the Yinliu River near Yunjing, a moon fairy once descended to earth and bathed in the river. The silver glow that washed down lasted for a long time.

Hu Xiaoyao went there admiringly, but felt that the journey was far away, so he spent a lot of money on spirit stones to take the teleportation array, and arrived at Yinliuchuan within half a month.

The willow trees here are indeed as strange as the rumors, with silver-white branches and leaves that complement each other, and when the wind blows, it seems like metal strikes each other, making a soft rustle.

This place is not far from the cloud realm, nor is it close, and it is sparsely populated, but occasionally there will be immortals who come to enjoy the scenery.

Hu Xiaoyao wandered around for a long time with some unspeakable thoughts, but he didn't catch the lonely fairy, feeling bored, rolled on the ground and turned into a red fox, planning to find a random place to rest, and make persistent efforts tomorrow.

The color fox took small graceful steps, circled around for a while, and suddenly stopped under a willow tree.

Silver willow branches hang down like silk ribbons, covering the unconscious people under the tree.

The spiritual power emitted by that person was pure and clear, as bright and flawless as a bright moon.

This breath is definitely a fairy.

Can't go wrong.

The colored fox flicked its tail excitedly, turned back into a human form, pushed aside the willow branches and got under the tree.

Luo Nan Xianjun leaned on his back against the root of the tree, his face was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, his long black hair was wet with sweat, sticking messily to both sides of his cheeks, he couldn't see clearly.A drop of sweat slid over the jade-like beautiful jaw, and landed on the half-exposed collarbone. Against the silver light of the willow leaves, there was a faint luster. The whole body was as fragile as a reflection in water, and it would shatter when touched.

To some extent, it is also Maggi.

Hu Xiaoyao couldn't help being lustful, swallowed his saliva, moved closer, and suddenly froze.

There was a long and slender red mark between the eyebrows of this fairy, about half a finger long, and it looked a bit evil.

Yaoxiu's innate intuition made his hair stand on end, and he wanted to run away.However, he is not willing to die, and whispers in his ear that he will not eat for nothing, and that he will be a ghost even if he dies under the peony flowers.

……

Just one kiss, just one kiss.

Leave after kissing, anyway, people don't know when they are dizzy.

The daring perverted fox shook his non-existent tail and made a compromise choice.

He leaned over and grabbed Xianjun's shoulders, and the silver threads scattered, almost covering the figures of the two of them.

This fairy seems to exude a sweet fragrance of herbs.Hu Xiaoyao originally wanted to taste it, but he was attracted by the taste, lingering on it, lightly licking the pale lips with the tip of his tongue, greedily seeking deeper.

Silver-white and jet-black hair strands are intertwined and intertwined, like knots and vows, inextricably linked, and it is difficult to clarify from generation to generation.

The fairy who had been frivolous in vain leaned on the root of the tree, was kissed a little out of breath, his eyelashes could not help trembling, and opened his eyes suddenly, and the majestic spiritual power as vast as the sea burst out in an instant, and instinctively attacked Fox happy.

In an instant, the pressure was like a mountain, Hu Xiaoyao was terrified, and without thinking "snap" changed back to a red fox, fell to the ground, and ran away.

After only two steps, the man easily grabbed the nape of his neck and picked him up.

It's a shame that Shu Xianjun is not very sober yet.

He rubbed his forehead, looked confusedly at the screaming red fox in his hand, and said hoarsely, "Who is it...that I saw just now?"

The author says:

Wangshu Xianjun: "Who was the one who kissed me just now?"

Me: "It's your wife!"