After the infinite death, the villain, she is rotten

Chapter 39

"What are you laughing at! How can such a little loach with big black spots dare to laugh at your grandpa fox!"

Linghu Xunmei didn't dare to provoke Xiuying and eldest grandson Fuling, so she vented her aggrieved feelings to Yan Shen who came out of nowhere.

Yan Shen:?
What's the matter with you?Is it the fire that burned the eyes and spewed fire everywhere?
"Hmph, why? Still not convinced? Why are you following my master all the time? I'm the genuine spirit beast that has been contracted. You wild bastard occupies my master's territory and dare to laugh at her spirit beast. Look! I won't teach you a lesson today."

Said that Linghu Xunmei is going to arrest Yan Shen, and Yan Shen is not a vegetarian.

This dead fox speaks so badly, I'll take your skin off!
Thinking that Yan Shen didn't care about his previous worries, he was about to return to his real body and wanted to beat him. He didn't know the southeast, northwest, but was interrupted by the eldest grandson Fuling. She touched his head, and he blushed. He was helpless.

The eldest grandson Fuling then glanced coldly at the hand that Linghu Xunmei extended.

"If you don't want it, just say it."

Linghu Xun gave a good meal, turned around aggrieved and angry, and shrank to a far corner to draw circles, squatting down, desolate and helpless.

The eldest grandson beat him up again, because of an outsider, woo woo woo, he wants to run away from home!He wants to become a fox who has traveled far and experienced, and when he returns, the eldest grandson will cry bitterly and tell how painful life is without him!
The fox over there was thinking about the script of counterattacking the strong man, while the eldest grandson Fuling looked at his movements and felt that it would be more appropriate to give him a close-up shot and then say "Snowflakes are fluttering, wind and snow are rustling".

Xiuying twitched the corners of her mouth twice and was speechless, then she was distracted by the crumbling door blown by the evening breeze.

The door was already dilapidated by Linghu Xunmei just now, but now it was shaking with the wind and it looked even more desolate.

"Junior Sister Fu Ling, what about your school?"

Hearing this, the eldest grandson Fuling glanced at the guy who was still drawing circles, and said slowly:
"To repair the door, one needs to break it. Whoever breaks the door will repair it."

Linghu Xunmei, who was squatting in the corner, paused, stood up reluctantly, patted the dust that didn't exist on her body, took a few steps, and walked to the dilapidated door.

"Isn't it just repairing the door, what a big deal."

After Linghu Xunmei muttered, he clasped his palms together and used his most commonly used restoration spell.

Following the spell, the fragments that fell on the ground slowly rose up and were put back in their original positions, and all the cracks were closed, including the cracks in the door of course!

"Xiaomei, have you noticed that the door has turned into a wall? Do you want us to jump out of the window when we go out in the future?"

Isn't this dung beetle blocking the driveway, no door?Ask him to repair the door, he is fine, the door is gone, it has become a decoration on the wall.

Linghu Xunmei didn't react until she heard the eldest grandson Fuling's question. He seemed to have sealed the door, and pushed the door open.

Strictly fit.

Linghu Xunmei was embarrassed for a while, turned her head and smiled, then looked left and right, decided to cut the door with a knife, open both sides of the door and use the repair spell again.

Thinking of Linghu Xunmei using her hand as a blade, she breathed out against her hand, raised her knife and dropped it, with such a slash, the gap split from the middle and meandered to the end.

Then he pushed the door to both sides with difficulty, and then used the repair spell twice to make the door intact.

Linghu Xunmei clapped her hands, then turned around proudly and looked at the two people around the table.

"Since the door is repaired, hurry up and pick the fruit back. You have to return the wine to me even if you stay up all night."

The eldest grandson Fu Ling sipped tea and lightly deprived Linghu Xunmei of sleep time.

"Eldest grandson, or tomorrow..."

Linghu Xunmei showed a smile uglier than crying to her eldest grandson Fuling.

"Right now, there is no need to discuss."

"Oh."

Linghu Xunmei whimpered and turned around, closing the door in one go, but closing the door in one go was slightly rude, revealing his dissatisfaction.

"Junior Sister Fu Ling, this fox has a bit of a temper. It was his fault in the first place, and he still yelled at you after being taught a lesson."

Xiuying murmured to express her dissatisfaction with Linghu Xunmei's flabbergasted face.

The eldest grandson Fuling was quite calm, after all, he was a descendant of a divine beast, so it was normal to have a little temper.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Yan Shen continued to fly to the pillow and fell asleep curled up.

"It's getting late, will Senior Sister sleep in my room or do you want to go back to your room?"

Xiuying thought for a while, anyway, at tomorrow morning, she had to go outside to gather at the martial arts training ground to go to Jianzhong, and Junior Sister Fu Ling would definitely not be able to get up, so it would be better for her to sleep here for the night, and set off for Jianzhong with Fu Ling tomorrow morning.

"I will rest at your place tonight, and I will take you to choose the natal spirit sword when the Sword Tomb opens tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

The two of them returned to the room after washing up, looking at the guy who was sleeping soundly next to the pillow, and it was a bit difficult because he took Xiuying's place.

The eldest grandson Fuling and Xiuying looked at each other, climbed onto the bed and dragged Yan Shen down. Yan Shen, who was dragged into the air, had hazy eyes and a dazed face, not knowing what was going on.

Afterwards, the eldest grandson Fuling opened the door to a wide gap, threw Yan Shen out according to the gap, and then closed the door tightly.

Yan Shen: .
I won't even sleep on a small piece of your land, tigress!

Yan Shen, who flew into the air, put his waist on his back, thinking about where to land now.

In a flash of inspiration, I followed the scent of a fox to see the miserable appearance of that fox, which also tripped him up a bit, humiliated me and watched me kill you.

In the long night, Linghu Xunmei's painful wailing resounded through the fruit forest.

(End of this chapter)