Chapter 150

Qingling's voice was like a trickle of water. The little fox couldn't believe it. Was it from the mouth of the corpse in front of him?

Is this body called her Miss? What is the situation?

Is it The wrong person? No, did you recognize the wrong fox?

The little fox swallowed his mouth, but he was still very afraid. His white hair stood up and trembled slightly in the coffin.

"Miss, sleep in the coffin first. I'll call the servants back and kill them all."

Servant?

Little fox thinks of the zombie outside. He The servants in his mouth are not zombies, are they?

The little fox thought of the corpse to call those zombies to kill Feng Ling ran. He was shocked in his heart and held the cold face of the corpse.

"Squeak..." Don't touch them.

He heard the fox open his mouth, the face of demon spirit, slightly frowned, flashed doubt: "Miss, you used to speak human words, but now why don't you say human words?"

“……” Because it's not his lady.

"Squeak..." Can you understand me?

Small fox holding a glimmer of hope, a moment, it was disappointed, the body, can not understand its "Fox language.".

"What did those people do to you, miss?" His bright red eyes flashed through the bloodthirsty dark light and continued, "they are really damned."

The little fox saw that his eyes were red with blood and gave out dangerous dark luster. His fluffy head shook like a rattle.

"Squeak..." They didn't do anything to me. You can't touch them.

The corpse found out what fenglingran and others had done to the little fox. The coffin lid clanged open. His robe was as red as blood, emitting a strong smell of death, which was gloomy and terrifying. But A fluffy snow-white fox embraces this gloomy and terrifying face. What do you think of it The style of painting is a little against harmony.

"Squeak..." I won't let you touch them.

A little fox was afraid that the corpse would be harmful to fenglingran. Although he knew that fenglingran was very powerful, fenglingran was also a person. There were so many zombies in Jiuzhou city. If fenglingran was attacked completely, there would be no accident.

The little fox thought that Fengling ran was bitten. He had a lot of courage. He was holding the face of the corpse. His face was cold without any temperature. His eyes were red. The fox was not so afraid.

"Miss, you don't have to worry about me. I can't die." I mistook the expression and eyes of the little fox as worried about himself. He raised his pale finger and stopped when he was about to touch the white hair of the little fox. For a moment, he put down his finger, reached out the tip of his bright red tongue, and licked the little fox's snow-white hair.

The slave's tongue is not like those zombies outside, emitting a bad smell, but has a cool fragrance, a bit like the smell of herbal medicine.

The little fox saw his bright red tongue licking on its claws, and nearly retracted. But strangely, his licked hair, as if it had been washed by something, became particularly clean and bright.

The little fox held the slave's face, how he said it was useless, had to return to the coffin, did not call the zombie to deal with Feng lingran.

Two days passed by in a flash.

Little fox and slave in the coffin, probably know that he will not hurt it, gradually, the little fox is not so afraid of the slave when he first saw him.

It has been in the coffin for so long, I don't know how fenglingran is now? If he didn't find it, would he worry about it?

Gollum, Gollum.

Little fox's belly is singing empty city song.

My red eyes moved to the little fox's stomach: "Miss, are you hungry? Drink slave's blood His fingers suddenly lengthened and scratched on his white neck. The veins were green. The red blood flowed down his neck, sending out a fragrance of herbal medicine. Seeing that the fox's paws covered his mouth, he refused to drink blood. He said, "slave's blood is helpful to the young lady's practice and is more nutritious than the food she usually eats. Miss, have a drink

The little fox was picked up by the slave. It was frightened to see the blood on his neck. The fluffy head shook like a rattle.

"Squeak..." No, I don't want blood. I don't want blood when I die.

Little fox in slave's hand intense struggle, really cannot accept, drinks the blood to make a living.

Seeing the fox's fierce struggle, I didn't continue to force him. He sighed a little. Qingling's voice said, "miss once said that if you want to become an adult, I've tried my best to help her to become an adult as soon as possible. Now I've found a way, but the young lady has changed a lot. Miss, if you go on like this, I don't know that you have to practice until the age of the monkey to become a human being. "

After a pause, her red eyes flashed expectation and sadness, and her pale green fingers slipped over her demon face and continued: "Miss also said that slave's face is very beautiful. If you want to become a slave like this, if you want to become a slave, I promise you that you will take this picture and give it to you."

The little fox's pores were terrified. It's hard to imagine how cruel it would be if he peeled off his whole face?Seeing the fox shaking his head in fear, he looked at it suspiciously with his red eyes, regardless of the blood on his neck, and said, "is it that the skin of slave is not well preserved? Does the young lady dislike it

The little fox shook his head fiercely, his own face is very good, do not need slave's face at all!

His lady is a pervert! You want a slave's face?

"Miss, don't worry. When you become an adult, I will make this face whiter and more tender." After a pause, he said, "Miss, you don't want to drink slave's blood. I'll go out and find you something to eat."

After the slave left, the little fox ran out of the coffin. There was a seven star lamp on the wall. It was a closed space. It seemed that there was no place to go out.

How did I get out?

The little fox was puzzled and looked for a circle in the room, but did not find an exit or a rat hole.

About half an hour.

The slave came back with a chicken in his hand. All the hair and viscera were cleaned.

"Miss, your favorite chicken." He took the chicken to the fox.

“……” It likes cooked chicken, not raw chicken.

"Squeak..."

The little fox raised his paw, pointed to the seven star lamp, and pointed to the chicken, hoping that the slave could understand its meaning.

I looked up, red eyes seemed to understand something, flew over to take down the seven star lamp, and sent it to the little fox: "Miss, this seven star lamp is for your life, you can never blow it out, put out one, miss's life will be less than one year, if the seven star lights in the underground palace are all out, miss..."

I didn't say the following words, and the little fox understood it. However, he didn't care. He was not a real lady of slave. He didn't need the seven star lamp to continue his life.

The little fox pointed to the chicken in the slave's hand and let him bake it on the seven star lamp.

I finally understand, red eyes flashed a different color: "Miss, you want to use seven star lamp roast chicken to eat?"

The little fox nodded fiercely.

I was also drunk in my heart. Only his young lady could think of roasting chicken with my life lamp.

"Miss, I'd better go out and cook it, and then bring it back!"

Slave disappeared in front of the little fox again. This time, the little fox could see clearly that he had passed through a wall on the top and disappeared.

The little fox was surprised and happy in his heart. He jumped up on the sarcophagus and fell to the ground.

Repeated several times, the little fox really jumped forward, a miracle happened, it actually also penetrated the wall

After penetrating, the little fox found that the top was not a wall at all, it just looked like a wall.

There are footsteps approaching.

Little fox's heart is very happy, can appear here footstep sound, except Fengling ran, they will not have others.

The little fox is happy to run toward the sound of footsteps, after a while, it saw a few figures.

"Squeak..."

Small fox saw the familiar figure, it was happy to squeak.

Feng Ling ran heard the voice of the small fox, thought he heard the wrong, black eyes to see, touched the clever and strange little fox, his heart moved, strode to.

Little fox soon fell into the arms of fenglingran, felt fenglingran tightly embrace it, little fox was a little excited, he was nervous about it.

The little fox's hairy head rubbed fondly in fenglingran's arms. These two days, it was in the coffin, afraid, worried, and missed. Now in fenglingran's arms, it felt very relieved and did not want to leave his arms.

Nangong Yin's eyes fell on the little fox who was intimate with Feng lingran. His dark eyes like cold moon flashed across the dark lake, and his ice white lips opened slightly. He wanted to say something, but he didn't make a sound, so he closed it again.

Seeing Nangong Yin's lost eyes in the dark night, he looked at the heartless little fox and snorted coldly, as if he were extremely dissatisfied with a little fox.

"Fox, where have you been taken by that corpse?" When the feather comes, the feather fan beats the palm of the hand regularly.

Xi'er follows wanqieyu, and her bright eyes look at the little fox in fenglingran's arms. These two days, everyone is worried about it, and she is also worried about it.

The little fox takes a look at Wan qieyu, and Yu Guang sees Nangong Yin's sick jade face. His heart is tight and his heart is in some inexplicable pain.

"General Feng, let this little fox take us. I guess those things should be hidden in the place where the fox was caught."

The little fox blinked his eyes. The stone chamber fart I took him to didn't exist. Jun Zhan thought too much.

It's just What's in your mouth?

If it's a fantasy, you can also ask the slave, what kind of treasure is hidden here? Not only did he attract the generals of Nanling, but also fenglingran, a regent who looked down on money and money.

Is there a large amount of treasure in this underground palace? No one can resist?

Suddenly, a cloudy wind came.A slave in a red robe appeared in front of the public. His blood red eyes were angry and fell on the fox in fenglingran's arms. In his hand, he held a roasted chicken.

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