Cute little jade rabbit: the fox king wants to hug

Chapter 311 The Spirit Is Not Human 9
Mo Anu was startled, looked at the painful look on his handsome face, raised his head and asked, "What's wrong with you, Su Ling?!"

However, when the voice fell to the ground, the person with his arms around him suddenly disappeared.

Mo Anu stretched out his hands, lowered his head in a daze, and saw a pure white fox standing at his feet.

On Wuling Mountain, the icy wind blew past her face, causing pain.

There are clouds and mist everywhere.

Mo Anu spread his hands like this, lowered his head, his eyes were confused.

Her mind went blank for a long time, and she finally recognized that the snow-white fox in front of her was the one she rescued from Wuling Mountain.

He opened his mouth, and suddenly, a picture flashed through his blank mind.

On Wuling Mountain, she fell from the sky.

A handsome man dressed in white stood on the top of an empty mountain.

She looked at it in a daze, and suddenly a thunder flashed.

Then there is no then.

Suddenly, pictures flashed before Mo Anu's eyes.

The white fox lay limp on Wuling Mountain, covered in blood.

She brought it back to Prince Mo's mansion.

Ma confronted her and said that someone crossed the catastrophe, and she was struck down to the underworld by the thunder that crossed the catastrophe.

The concubine mother said that before she was born, Su Ling was by her side every day, waiting for her to be born.

Mo Anu slowly withdrew his hand, lowered his head, looked at the fox in front of him, and opened his mouth.

"So, are you here to repay your favor?"

Besides, she couldn't think of any reason for a demon king from the demon world to guard an unborn woman in the human world for 15 years.

It turned out that it had always been her own wishful thinking.

It turns out that the so-called admiration is nothing but repayment...

Under the wide eyes of the white-haired fox, Mo Anu slowly withdrew his hands and closed his eyes slowly.

For a long time, the voice seemed to be hers, hoarse: "Su Ling, your favor has been repaid.

You don't owe me anything anymore. "

After finishing speaking, she was dressed in bright red with a pale face, staggered but persistently turned around, turned her back to him, and walked down the mountain.

A cold wind blows.

The old spirit who had turned into a prototype couldn't move, and its white claws were firmly clasped on the ground, embedded in the soil.

Looking at the slumped bright red back, his eyes split open.

The images of the past ten years flashed through Moanu's mind quickly, and his tears could not be stopped.

He stretched out his sleeve and wiped his face vigorously.

But what to do, still can't stop.

The cold wind shaved his face coldly, with tears hanging down his face, and the shaving was painful.

mountain top.

Suddenly it snowed.

The presbyterian spirit, which turned into a prototype, was slowly covered by snow in the pure white world.

Looking at the bright red back that he could no longer see, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Your Majesty! What's wrong with you!"

After an unknown amount of time, Su Ling, who was lying in the snow, heard Yaoye's voice, and slowly opened his eyes.

The red eyes startled Yaoye.

He hastily stretched out his hand to help the prescient spirit who had transformed back into a human body.

Su Ling's eyes were slightly cold, and he shook his head indifferently.

At this time, the medicinal power of Sheyaoxiang has been slowly blown away by the heavy snow and cold wind on Wuling Mountain.

He stood up, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

"Kings!"

Yaoye stretched out her hand to support him, but Su Ling waved his hand, his eyes were cold.

"Go away!"

Yaoye paused, bowed her head and stepped back.

Su Ling's handsome face was pale, blood dripped from the corners of his lips, and his chest was stained, dripping on it, like coquettish red flowers.

"Your Majesty, the Yaozun has sent a message that the demon flames have attacked Xuefeng."

After finishing speaking, Yaoye closed her mouth.

Su Ling's pale handsome face remained expressionless.

(End of this chapter)