You worship me, I will soar

The two returned to the bamboo house, and there was a fox peeping in from outside the bamboo house. Its body was hunched over, its hair was disheveled, its color was dull, its body was very thin, and it was injured. A pair of fox eyes are shining.

With one move of Mo Xun's hand, the fox was attracted towards him uncontrollably.

Mo Xun pinched its neck and asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

The fox turned into a human, with a fair face, upturned eyes, like peach blossoms, with some charm unique to the fox clan. He looked like a human boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. You helped."

Mo Xun let go of his hand and looked at him without saying a word.

The fox hurriedly knelt down and said tremblingly: "My name is Hu Yueyue. My parents are ordinary foxes. They live in seclusion in a cave. My father has a magic weapon that can hide the smell of his body. Not long ago, a fox suddenly ran over. , not only snatched the magic weapon, but also killed my parents, I wanted to take revenge, but I couldn’t beat the demon fox because of my low skills, so I had to come to the fairy for help, please protect me and avenge me."

Feng Ling'er asked: "Is it the demon fox that killed Lao Fengjun?"

Hu Yueyue frowned slightly, lowered her head and said, "I don't know."

Mo Xun looked at him for a while, didn't say much, just said: "You stay here first, and heal your injuries."

Hu Yueyue immediately thanked Dade for his thanks.

Mo Xun arranged Hu Yueyue in the next room, and would bring Feng Ling'er a portion when he replenished her body.

There is an extra fox in the bamboo house, Feng Linger is extremely awkward, I don't know why Hu Yueyue is not pleasing to the eye, especially when Mo Xun is concerned about Hu Yueyue's injury, he will always have a sour feeling in his heart.

After being raised for a few days, Hu Yueyue gained a lot of weight, and her fox fur also regained its luster.

Every day, Hu Yueyue turned into her original form and lay on the left side of the bamboo table in front of the house, Feng Linger lay on the right side, the two basked lazily in the sun, occasionally looked at each other, and sparks flew everywhere.

Hu Yueyue was always cautious in front of Mo Xun, but very arrogant in front of Feng Linger. Seeing that Feng Linger didn't like him, he always flaunted herself in front of Feng Linger on purpose.

Every time he ate the food Mo Xun gave him, he always praised Mo Xun's cooking skills.

Although Mo Xun still had a clear and cold face, Feng Ling'er felt that he was happy, and silently reviewed whether it was because he couldn't speak nice words that Mo Xun restricted the amount of cakes he ate, Mo Xun never cared Thinking about how much Hu Yueyue ate, he became more and more displeased with Hu Yueyue.

Hu Yueyue was lying on the bamboo table, deliberately gulping down the colorful cloud cake in her mouth, but it was extremely difficult to swallow. He was not as good at eating as Feng Linger, but he was already full, just to make Feng Linger angry That's all.

As expected, Feng Ling'er's eyes were red with anger, and she looked at him with fire in her eyes. She had only eaten four pieces of Caiyun cake before Mo Xun confiscated the rest.

The suffocation he had been feeling for the past few days made him unable to hold back a soft snort: "You fat fox demon."

Hu Yueyue's little face was round when she was raised during this time, but she couldn't accept Feng Linger's words, so she immediately turned back slowly.

"You are an immortal who can't even transform into a human form!"

Feng Ling'er was so angry that she turned her head away from him.

He doesn't like Hu Yueyue, but Hu Yueyue seems to be addicted to teasing him, and she always makes him blush before laughing and temporarily truce.

Mo Xun often went out to catch monsters, leaving only one phoenix and one fox at home. Feng Linger was in a depressed mood, and today she transformed into a human form again. Ran to the city to relax.

During this period of time, his spiritual power recovered a lot, and Mo Xun released the restrictions around him, allowing him to go out freely.

Feng Ling'er came to the busiest market, and saw a wonton stew shop at a glance. The wontons were all thin-skinned and filled, which looked very attractive. He couldn't help swallowing, and immediately walked over and said loudly : "Boss, here is a bowl of wonton stew!"

As a result, as soon as he took a step, he changed back to his original shape in an instant.

The owner of the wonton stew shop looked back at the empty space, tilted his neck strangely, and turned his head to continue cooking Chaos.

Feng Ling'er came out from the bench legs, looked left and right, and was relieved to confirm that no one noticed him, and hurriedly hid in the corner.

Phoenixes are rare in the world, and it would be bad if it caused crowds to watch.

He hid in the corner, looking eagerly at the wonton stew shop, seeing that the wonton stew was gone when he reached his mouth, Feng Linger was really sad.

A shadow shrouded it, Feng Ling'er looked up, and saw a person looking down at him. This person had a handsome face, but was tall, and there was a bit of naivety in his eyebrows and eyes.

He looked at Feng Ling'er curiously, and then lifted Feng Ling'er up.

"... Pheasant?"

Feng Ling'er rolled her eyes, unable to complain anymore.

The man touched the top of Feng Ling'er's head, thought for a while and said, "It's dangerous for you to be a chicken on the street. I haven't seen such a beautiful pheasant as you. Grandma's birthday is coming up. Why don't you put your chicken on the street?" Give it to her as a congratulatory gift, she will be delighted and will take good care of you."

The man seemed to think that his method was very good, he hugged Feng Ling'er in his arms, and walked away.

Feng Ling'er struggled hard, but the stranger's smell made him unbearable, but before he could struggle a few times, he was held down by that person.

"Hey, grandma is the most kind-hearted, follow her and wait for happiness."

This person looked thin and weak, but unexpectedly he was quite strong.

Feng Ling'er couldn't get away, so she just stayed there, planning in her mind to wait for her spiritual power to recover before escaping.

"Master Song Fu Song!"

The man stopped, Feng Ling'er secretly thought that the man's name was Song Fu.

An old woman came over and said sadly: "Mr. Song, my son is sick and can't go out to work. My daughter-in-law is about to give birth again. I want to buy rice, but I find that the money bag is empty. The family has already asked for money." I can't open the pot..."

She began to cry while talking, but if she looked closely, she didn't shed a single tear.

Feng Ling'er looked at the brocade clothes on her body and rolled her eyes again. Although he didn't come around the world often, he also knew that people who couldn't even afford to eat would not wear such nice clothes.

He understood the truth, but he didn't expect Song Fu, a mortal, to take out the money bag and hand it over respectfully, saying: "Don't worry, aunt, you use the money first, and if it's not enough, you can come to my house to get it."

The woman stopped crying immediately, and took it with a smile on her face, saying: "Everyone says that Mr. Song is a living Bodhisattva, it is true."

Song Fu smiled innocently: "Where, where..."

The woman had already run away with the purse.

Feng Ling'er stared at this scene dumbfounded, speechless for this idiot.

Song Fu walked a few more steps, and a middle-aged man who looked about 50 or [-] years old stopped him: "Mr. Song, these sweet potatoes are too heavy. The sun is shining now, and I am sweating profusely when I carry them alone." , can you help me?"

Song Fu looked at the sweet potatoes piled up on the ground, nodded with a silly smile, put Feng Ling'er down, and said, "Don't run around."

Looking at the man who was much stronger than Song Fu, Feng Ling'er was too lazy to roll her eyes.

Song Fu asked the man to rest, and moved up by himself. Tired and sweating profusely, he kept smiling and told the man not to move. The man picked his teeth leisurely, showing no intention of helping.

Feng Ling'er turned her head and wanted to leave, she didn't want to see Song Fu's honest face that she didn't know she was being bullied.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw two wretched-looking men looking at him with shining eyes.

One asked, "Is it Phoenix?"

The other eye was shining brightly, and he nodded repeatedly: "It should be..."

She finally knew his identity, but looking at these two hideous faces, Feng Ling'er couldn't be happier.

The two men stretched out their hands and approached cautiously, as if they were afraid of scaring Feng Ling'er away, they moved step by step.

Feng Ling'er felt that there was danger and ran away, and the two men rushed over.

Song Fu hurriedly put down the sweet potato when he heard the sound, and ran over, Feng Ling'er flew directly into his arms.

The two men looked at each other and looked at Song Fu.

Song Fu asked, "What's the matter?"

A man asked, "Is this your phoenix?"

Song Fu asked blankly: "Phoenix?"

The two men looked at each other, and Song Fu didn't even know who he was.

One of the men smiled evilly and said, "Yes, it's a phoenix. This is my lost phoenix. Return it to me quickly."

Feng Ling'er immediately became worried. Although Song Fu had arrested him just now, Song Fu looked honest and honest, and he was not worried. I don't know what to do with him if I catch him.

It would be bad if Song Fu really believed it and gave him to them.