The people in Canghai Pavilion are indeed well-known...

The three-tailed white-haired fox ran wildly for an unknown distance before finally feeling out of danger.

If the leopard had run like this, it would have been a long time since he was...

The vixen almost ran away and exhausted the vixen, so he fell into the grass with weak power, gasping for breath as if he was breathless, as if he had no strength to lift three tails at once.

The people in Canghai Pavilion are really terrible...

The three-tailed fox was relieved for a long time before finally accumulating enough strength to sit up, still venting like a dog.

I ran out all the way and temporarily saved my life, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that I had just avoided a dangerous situation.

If the person in the coffin is lost, he will still be peeled and cramped when he returns.

He felt his bloody way forward in despair, and his life might really be at its end...

Foxes are born with spirituality, and demon foxes who have cultivated three tails are already human-but even those without spirituality will instinctively fear death.

The three-tailed fox stood up sighingly, dragged his three dead dog-like tails, and walked out of the grass where he had just sat out of a small pit. He had just run away and was stuffy, but in a blink of an eye, the cool breeze trembled.

He ran for half a night, and had escaped from the range of Luozhou Gorge, but he was inexplicably regretful, but when he looked back, he still felt chill.

Well, take a step by step...

The three-tailed fox walked through the bushes in a lonely way, still looking at a mouse that could not see light. Even if it was pierced by the thorns, it would not dare to walk into the conspicuous sunlight in a righteous way.

The fox's white hair gradually became mottled and bloody in the thorns. When he finally got out of the bushes, the originally flawless fox had turned into a spotted fox, pressing his neck miserably and drilling into a bush that was enough to lose its body.

He had just crawled into the grass before his front feet, and suddenly he heard a strange sound of wind when his ears moved.

The wind seemed to have a faint murderous intent. In short, judging by the nature of animals, it was definitely a bad danger.

So the three-tailed fox ran away without thinking, but the "danger" was even more sharp than he expected, as if it was the moment when he pulled his four legs apart and was about to escape, a sharp wind came to the ground and cut the grass. When the fox screamed, the small blood-spotted figure was lifted out of the grass by the blow and smashed hard on the tree trunk. The tail fell before his body. His consciousness of being confused was pulled back by severe pain. When he looked closely, the three tails he had finally cultivated were cut aside by Qigen, bloody and dyed with white hair.

The fox lay on the ground and howled, and the white hair on his face was soaked in the fox's tears.

The severe pain of the heart-wrenching bones flowed continuously throughout his body, and blood was seen in his despair.

A dark shadow came with the sunshine on his back. The man turned his back to the sunshine, with long hair scattered, his face completely hidden in the shadows, and he was even more terrifying like a ghost.

The fox with a broken tail instinctively shrank back, and his limbs were numb due to the pain of the broken tail, and he could not support him to stand up at all.

The man in black stood under the tree and looked down at the wounded fox from a high place. He raised his hand hanging in his sleeves slowly. The fox was suddenly picked up by a strange force. He was still so determined that he had been caught in the air by this man holding his neck.

The fox's limbs were swaying weakly, looking at him fiercely with a pair of strange pupils, his right eye was silver-gray and murderous intent, while his left pupil, which was as red as gold as fire, seemed to be an abyss.

"Where is she?"

The fox didn't expect that he would eventually fall into the hands of such a person who had never met and had never met.

"Don't kill me..."

But the man ignored his begging for mercy, and the strength in his hand tightened a little bit again, and even he also strengthened his tone: "Tell me, where is she?"

The fox was pinched by him and his breathing was about to stagnate, and tears of despair overflowed two more drops of his eyes.

What he said might be the woman in the Xuanbing Coffin.

"I was stolen..."

"who?"

"I tell you, don't you kill me?" At the last moment of despair, the fox still wanted to take a glimmer of hope - although there was little hope.

The person who caught it seemed to have a cold heart.

"You can't live, right? It's in his hands..."

"As long as you can live for a moment, there will always be a chance..."

He was still cold and had no sympathy and pity for the little animal who was desperately surviving in front of him.

The fox saw the indifference even better than Hanbing in his eyes, and could no longer hold back the aggrievance in his heart. He shouted in tears: "I didn't kill anyone or do anything that hurts the world. Why do I have to die...

"I want to live too! Why can't I live!"

Gu Yuan looked at the bloody white hair ball in his hand in a cold voice, hoarse voice. After a while, he was too lazy to ask the fox again, so he used his hand to completely crush the noisy fox's neck with a "click".

The fox's body was still warm, but the sound came to an abrupt end with life. The warm blood overflowing from the corners of his lips was stained with white hair, and the last tear fell.

Gu Yuan let go of his hand coldly and the fox fell to the ground like a boneless one.

He turned around and walked away, but after only three steps, he paused his feet and stopped. With a wide sleeve, the blood-red phoenix fire broke out from his hand, and in just a moment he sniffed the fox and the broken tail into ashes.

The ball of phoenix fire burned out dead ashes and then closed the fan and looked back at the original palm, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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The faint wind in the city alleys suddenly passed by, blew across the corners of the wall, and raised a series of light dust against the ground. The moon hangs on the night sky and the thin clouds gathered lightly. However, a good spring night was surrounded by a wisp of treacherous bleakness.

There are always ditches and alleys in the capital that even the bright moon is disdainful.

Even if there is no bright moon shadow, there is still a faint light that can pull out the long shadow in this dark alley. A shadow that is infinitely elongated in the dark alley is even more dark, and it is slowly walking leisurely, as if the impermanence of patrolling the streets and searching for ghosts.

He was still covered in darkness, and he also hid his face deep in the shadow of the brim of his cape. The long hair hanging down in front of his shoulders whirled slightly in the wind, slightly dry, but it became more and more like a stranger.

He seemed to deliberately avoid Yuehui, walked towards the wall, and hid the last shadow completely in the darkness.

But the pace came to an abrupt end.

A few steps away from him stood on his face, a white dress that was even brighter than the moonlight. His delicate face was still gentle and gentle even though he was avoiding the moonlight that was only there at night.

He stopped, and Lianyin moved over.

"I originally guessed whether it was you, but it was just a skin bag." Her voice was as gentle as a clear bell, but she couldn't erase the coldness hidden in her tone.

Lianyin stood in front of him, and at such a distance, he could just look at his appearance.

Hidden in the shadow of the hat brim is a face with a light outline that looks like a fine jade. A pair of eyes hidden in golden light is darkly lit with cold light, and their eyebrows are like picturesque but they have already faded into a fairy spirit, which is strange and bizarre.

He seemed to have looked Lianyin up and down lightly, his eyebrows and eyes were a little cunning. Qian Ran curled the corners of his lips and raised his hand directly, gently lifted Lianyin's chin with his cold knuckles, hiding evil spirits, and deliberately put out a little bit of Lianrong tone: "Liang'er, do you really care about me when you return to him?"

Lianyin coldly left his hand and said indifferently: "I have been with him for many years, and I can't fool you just by using a baby."

The man slowly took back the hand that was refused by Lian Yin, looked at it with interest, and then sneered, "So, do you know him quite well?"

This guy got back from somewhere to Gong Yungui's skin and bones, but he had a body of evil spirit under the appearance of the bright moon and the breeze.

Lianyin only needs to take a look at him and she can peel off the flesh to see the spirit hidden inside.

Lianyin suddenly strangled his cold and slightly irritated wrist, and pressed a hidden spirit from his palm. The pale hand instantly disappeared, revealing the lustful white bones.

"I traveled thousands of miles and tried my best to find the Central Plains. What exactly do you want to do?"

He looked at his bone claws that were beaten back to his original form with pity, "Oh, I have to spend a lot of time recovering."

Lianyin's delicate face clearly showed a cold li, which was extremely inconsistent with her appearance, and for a moment she seemed to have become a different person.

"He likes you very much?" He asked, Lianyin clenched his wrist but still moved his claws. Then he gently scraped the bone-like knuckles on her cheeks, and invisibly he seemed to squeeze back the gentleness of pretending. "Actually, I can feel his love for you, deep and dedicated. Unfortunately, I accidentally missed the opportunity to observe his soul with my own eyes. Alas..." He suddenly turned colder again, but the knuckles were still scratching Lianyin's soft skin. "So I really can't understand why he has a special liking for you, a seemingly gentle but actually ruthless poisonous snake."

Lianyin tried her best to control her thoughts and did not want to be disturbed by him, but she was still a little confused.

But he was more like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to move. He realized that Lianyin was a little distracted, so he suddenly pulled his hand, and his bone claws pierced through her abdomen, and the bleeding claws were poked out from behind her waist.

He raised his other hand with flesh and flesh, gently pressed Lianyin's shoulder into his arms, approached her ears, and whispered: "Actually, no matter what it is, it will be cold after living for a long time." Speaking of this, his hand gently patted Lianyin's back, as if it was a comforting meaning, "I can understand you very much. In fact, we are the only relatives in this world now - you know what I mean - in fact, I don't plan to hurt you, so what you have to do is actually very simple..." He suddenly grabbed Lianyin's neck, pushed her head closer to him, and then said word by word: "Don't hinder me."

This "person" cannot be said to be a creature. Although he was panting, he exhaled colder breath than the white-haired wind.
Chapter completed!