Infinite evolution starts from the god ladder

Chapter 32 Little Fox

As time passed, Fang Chi gradually became weaker. Perhaps Song Xiuyu had stimulated his blood energy and accelerated his absorption of the poison. At this time, he couldn't even sit up, so he could only lie on the ground, full of energy. Depressed face.

Fang Chi is slightly better, and he can adjust his lying posture with difficulty.

The lunch monk also brought it in as usual, but no one touched it again.

The monk didn't plan to eat it at first, but now that he knows that it has been eaten, he will not eat it.

The other two people have no strength to gas, and the poison has begun to attack.

Although Song Xiuyu has a detoxification elixir, he does not plan to use it now. In his opinion, it is a bit overkill.

First of all, the poison will not cause death, but will make people weak for a certain period of time. According to his inference, the effect of the poison will not exceed one night.

This is not the outside world, you can go back at any time to get the antidote. If you encounter a more dangerous situation in the future, the things you bring in are life-saving straws and cannot be wasted in this place.

Just when Fang Chi, like Song Xiuyu, was so weak that he was lying on the ground, the door was suddenly pushed open a crack, and the candle on the table was blown by the outdoor breeze, allowing people outside to see the interior clearly. .

The man saw Gu Yu lying on the bed pretending to be poisoned, and the Zen staff disappeared. He should have taken it back.

Seeing this, the people outside the house pushed the door open a little more, probed the probe, and found that there was no one else except a monk lying on the bed, and then walked in tiptoe.

At this time, Fang Chi was already a little drowsy, but was stimulated by the 'people' who came in.

What is this? !

Fang Chi lay on the ground and looked at the 'people' who came in, trying to widen his eyes in surprise, trying to see it clearly.

I saw a snow-white, fluffy and round little fox, standing on its hind legs, with a huge black pocket clutched on its front legs, carrying it on its back, and part of it dragged on the ground, walked in effortlessly and went straight to the monk on the bed.

It first placed the large pocket on its back on the bed, opened it to the monk, and then jumped onto the monk's bed, dragging the monk's feet with its two front legs and stuffing him into the bag.

This... Although the pocket is indeed very large, it is relative to the little fox, and it should not be able to fit a person.Fang Chi was dumbfounded and thought, this fox was not sent by Mrs. Sang, right?

Unexpectedly, he was really put in, and from the outside, there was no change.

This black pocket should be like a cultivator's mustard seed space, and the space inside will be larger than it appears.

But who would carry such a big sack with them...

Thinking of this, the little fox has once again carried the big black pocket and walked out the door.

It took another quarter of an hour after the little fox left, and the candlelight on the table was calm again.

Fang Chi and Song Xiuyu also passed out under the effect of the poison. Later, a little fox with a red ribbon tied around its neck came. It was much slimmer than the previous one. It seemed that they were checking for any fish that slipped through the net, but it was good. They escaped because they were not discovered because of the existence of the formation.

Until it was dawn, the two men woke up leisurely.

I don't know if it was the side effect of the poison or the reason for lying on the ground all night, Fang Chi felt like a car ran over, and he felt a little uncomfortable everywhere.

Looking at Song Xiuyu again, other than his face was not very good, there didn't seem to be any discomfort in his body.

The door was wide open, and soldiers in armor could be seen outside, in twos and twos, staggering past without looking sideways, as if they were patrolling.

"Who is it outside? It doesn't look like Mrs. Sang's."

Recalling what the witch saint said yesterday, it seems that the comatose king has woken up and is in the process of clearing the account.

Song Xiuyu first got up and tidied up the clothes on his body. He found that it was wrinkled and could not return to its original shape. He turned the ring on his little finger, a white light flashed, and changed into a clean and tidy clothes.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly in satisfaction, and thought of the culprit who caused this situation - Mrs. Sang, his face became cold again.

"Go to that Mrs. Sang and see what she caught those people for."

As he spoke, he was about to walk out of the formation, but was stopped by Fang Chi.

"Wait a minute." She pointed to the bed where the monk stayed last, and there was a strange glimmer of light on it. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't notice it, and it was because her eyes were different from ordinary people.

Song Xiuyu looked suspiciously in the direction she pointed, but saw nothing.

Seeing that he couldn't see it, Fang Chi turned his head and glanced outside the door. There happened to be a group passing by. Thinking that no one would pass by again, he dragged Song Xiuyu to the bed.

"Have you seen it now?"

On the quilt lay a hair-thin thing about ten centimeters long, exuding a faint golden light. I don't know if it was left by the monk specially or pulled down by the little fox.

Only then did Song Xiuyu see what Fang Chi said, and his heart became more and more certain, and even his gaze towards Fang Chi became deeper.

He really didn't get it wrong. The eyes of the human race with the power of reincarnation are different from ordinary people. If this small hair is not close, he will never see it.

The power of reincarnation of a pure human race will not be weak, Song Xiuyu thought so.

"This should be the spiritual breath spell left by the monk. Usually two spiritual breath spells are paired, and the two hold one of them each, so they can sense each other's position. It seems that he specially stayed to provide us with a position. "

When Fang Chi heard it, he felt that this was not the location sharing between the two, but the medium was changed from a mobile phone to a spell.

She reached out and touched the Spiritual Breathing Charm, and there seemed to be a transparent thread attached to her body, and the other end stretched out the door, and the terminal did not know where it would be.

"Can you see that thread?" She turned around and asked Song Xiuyu.

Song Xiuyu shook his head, "After the Spiritual Breathing Charm is activated, it will be bound to the first person it touches. Only the two people bound with the Spiritual Breathing Charm can see it, and the others cannot."

He originally wanted to be the one who was bound, but he didn't expect Fang Chi to reach out first, but it wasn't a big problem, as long as one of the two could see.

Fang Chi, who was bound inexplicably, saw the slender breath spell wrapping around her outstretched fingers like vines. A warm touch came from her fingers, the light disappeared, and it was no longer visible to the naked eye.

At this time, there was a sound of armor rubbing from far to near outside the door, and another soldier came.

Fang Chi and Song Xiuyu quietly hid behind the opened door, watched the soldiers pass by through the crack of the door, continued to walk, and finally disappeared at the corner of the intersection.

"Let's go."

　Ask for collections, ask for tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)