The Fox That Travels Through the Fairyland

"The golden cicada did that probably out of kindness, and there shouldn't be any other meaning!" No estimate, based on Hu Yue's understanding of Tang Seng, if the golden cicada didn't change much, it was [-]% out of kindness, "I think Although your love is very touching, it is better not to have too much hope.

Based on my understanding of Tang Seng, you will not get a response.

"The white-haired mouse showed a gentle and slightly bleak smile at the corner of his mouth and said: "Why don't I know? But, but, just looking at her like this now, I feel extremely happy, just staying like this with him I'm satisfied with being by my side... just like when I was five hundred years old, just keep looking at him in the corner, as long as he can look at me from a distance, I'm already very happy!"

Seeing the fine white-haired mouse, Hu Yue was silent.

Thinking this way, Hu Yue couldn't help but become curious.

There was a weird smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Hey... Hu Yue smiled darkly, and then waved to Ruo Xiaoshujing, "You said, you can't leave your lair too far because of the punishment, right?"

"En!" The golden-nosed white-haired mouse nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Hey, that means... you won't be able to stay with us for a few days, right!" Hu Yue laughed.

The white-haired mouse spirit fell silent, exuding a depressed mood.

Hu Yue said with a smile: "Come here, I have a way for you to stay with my master for a while, but whether you can grasp it at that time depends on your own performance.

Do you want to know?

The white-haired mouse looked at Hu Yue suspiciously and said: "You really have a solution?" Hu Yue said a little unhappy: "Look at you. If you don't believe it, forget it. Anyway, I also want to get to Lingshan early, and then go with The monk said goodbye, you don't want to spend a few more days with him, why did I have to say that Hu Yue just lay down with his back to the white-haired mouse spirit.

Seeing Hu Yue say this, the white-haired mouse became a little anxious.

She naturally hoped to get along with Tang Seng for a few more days, so she immediately said: "Hey, hey, don't sleep, I believe you. I believe you can't do it yet? Get up quickly.

The corners of Hu Yue's mouth here are almost grinning to the back of her ears.

After finally holding back the smile on her face, Hu Yue sat up and coughed lightly and said: "Cough. Well, for the sake of your sincere desire to know, I will tell you in a merciful way. Come close to your ear, it's not good to be heard by others!" The white-haired mouse moved forward with its obedient ear.

I completely forgot, how could there be other people around? Hu Yue is close to the ear of the white-haired mouse spirit. Although the smell is not as good as that of Yu'er and Baihua Fairy, it is still very good.

The white-haired mouse spirit waited for a while, but Hu Yue couldn't help but said, "What can you do? Are you talking about it?"

Please Hu Yue coughed to cover up what she did just now, and then said: "Well, it's like this, you do this, and then do this... Hu Yue whispered in the ear of the white-haired mouse spirit and said in vain After hearing this, Mao Shujing was both excited and worried, with a complicated expression.

She said with some uncertainty: "Is this really good? Will it make my brother hate me?"

Hu Yue gave the white-haired mouse spirit a reassuring smile and said: "Don't worry, I will give you a time to spend with him as a buffer, and what happens after that depends on your own sincerity. Hey, there is only one chance, If you miss it, it’s gone, you have to think about it, and, time is running out, it’s almost dawn!" Hu Yue pointed to the outside.

At this time, a faint brilliance has appeared in the east.

The white-haired mouse spirit looked at the brilliance of the east, gritted its teeth, and made up its mind.

"Okay, I do.

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After the sun rose, "Tang Seng" woke up on time, but he felt weak for a while and couldn't get up, so he lay down again.

After Sun Wukong got up, he asked everyone to get up and pack up their luggage and horses.

After tidying up, Monkey King went to call Tang Seng.

But after Sun Wukong called "Master" a few times in the past, Tang Seng didn't get up.

So his expression changed, and he re-entered the room, only to find Tang Seng lying on the bed with a painful expression on his face.

Sun Wukong quickly asked: "Master, what's wrong with you?" Tang Seng opened his eyes with difficulty, and then said weakly: "Wukong. Wukong, as a teacher. I feel headache and eye swelling all over my body. It is extremely painful.

Monkey King frowned and touched Tang Seng's head.

Some fever.

"It seems that the master has a febrile disease. It's strange, how could the master be sick?" Sun Wukong said with a frown.

"Probably. I guess I got up to relieve my teacher in the middle of the night yesterday. I don't care if I wear a hat, but I was blown by the wind!" Tang Seng said weakly.

"Well, was it blown by the wind? It's not impossible. Speaking of it, it was indeed windy yesterday!" Monkey King nodded and said to Tang Seng, "Then, master, can you ride a horse?"

Tang Seng tried to sit up, then shook his head and said: "Master, it's hard for me to get up now, how can I get on the horse?"

When the master's febrile disease subsides, we can go on our way!" Sun Wukong saw that Tang Seng was really not good, so he said.

Sun Wukong smiled and said: "Master, don't think so much. It is true to take good care of your illness. Don't be afraid of delaying the schedule. If we walk faster in the future, we will be back?"

"Well, then Wukong, go and talk to other people!" Tang Seng said.

Okay, master, then you can take a good rest here.

I'm going right now!" Sun Wukong said.

Just walked out.

According to the logic, it is impossible for Tang Seng to get sick.

Not to mention that there are a few golden immortals around him, just because he has eaten ginseng fruit and other innate things, it is impossible for him to suffer from any febrile disease.

"Isn't there a monster?" Sun Wukong muttered softly, frowning.

Thinking about it. Sun Wukong has already returned here.

Zhu Bajie saw that Monkey King came back, but he was alone and Tang Seng was nowhere to be seen, so he asked curiously: "Monkey, didn't you go to call the master? So you came back alone? Could it be that the master is lying in bed?" It's strange, Master Xiang is very punctual.

Monkey King said: "It's not that the master is lying in bed, but that the master has a febrile disease.