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    Except for Ling Chen, no one could have imagined that he would be so decisive in attacking his sweetheart.

    After Yuan Zhiqing was stunned, he subconsciously wanted to catch Xia Xiyue who fell off the cliff, but all the vines that protruded were cut off by the sword light, and he missed the opportunity in the blink of an eye.With a hint of anger in his eyes, he drew his sword and looked at Ling Chen: "You..."

    "How can I continue to keep things that others have touched." Ling Chen seemed to know his doubts, and looked coldly at the abyss.There, two figures fell to the deepest point one after the other, one was Xia Xiyue, and the other was Nan Xian who was chasing after her.

    In the cloudy sky, he smiled happily: "Besides, it's very useful, isn't it?"

    Yuan Zhiqing: "..." This lunatic!

    ...

    Nan Xian's speed of chasing people is not slow, but there is always thunder, fire and sword light interfering.In the end, he descended all the way to the edge of the seal before he managed to catch Xia Xiyue.

    Across a layer of melting barrier, the huge energy wriggling weirdly at the bottom of the devil's abyss made him feel chills all over his body, and he instinctively wanted to stay away.However, just as he was about to turn upwards with Xia Xiyue, when he raised his head, he encountered a fierce thunder.

    ——Ling Chen seemed to have made up his mind to let them die here together, attacking mercilessly.When he came back to his senses, Nan Xian had already been repelled several feet by the spiritual power that fell from the sky, and he just retreated into the chaotic energy.

    ...

    On the top of the cliff, Yuan Zhiqing came back to his senses slowly, and stabbed Ling Chen with his sword.I thought it would be a fierce battle, but this hypocrite, who has always been selfish, didn't hide. Instead, he looked at the bottom of the cliff with a slightly relaxed expression.

    This made him suddenly soften a lot, but combined with the situation before and after, it only made Yuan Zhiqing's hair stand on end. don't know why this guy is going crazy again.

    But regardless of the reason for the other party's trance, in short, this is a good opportunity to eliminate hidden dangers.Yuan Zhiqing's sword didn't stop, the blade pierced into Ling Chen's heart.But the blood had just faded to a shallow layer, when he suddenly had a severe headache, he groaned, and fell heavily on his knees.

    Yuan Zhiqing raised his head in bewilderment and pain, and followed his intuition to look towards the sky.On the gloo sky, don't know when there is a thin golden line, like the sun shining through the gaps in the clouds, but its texture seems to be completely different from the sun.

    Ling Chen suddenly felt something, he looked at the golden thread, then looked down at Yuan Zhiqing, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

    ...

    At the bottom of the abyss, there is no sky in sight.

    The moment Nanxian was forced to fall into it, he immediately felt another consciousness with a strong sense of existence.It should not be the first time that the two sides have met, but when Nan Xian entered here in the last life, fire poison was raging in Nan Xian's body, and before being eroded by this consciousness, his body had already collapsed one step at a time.

    And now...

    Nan Xian thought of the other person who fell into the abyss together, was silent for a moment, and gritted his teeth to meet him.

    This huge mass of energy seems to be able to blur people's five senses.When he just fell in, he could no longer feel Xia Xiyue's existence—but one thing was certain, the more he avoided, the easier it would be for Xia Xiyue to encounter things in the magic source.

    It's better to go by yourself.

    ...

    I thought it would be a tough fight.However, after the two came into contact, Nan Xian couldn't help being stunned: at the beginning of the contact between the two groups of consciousness, there was a hidden repulsion, just like the parts that were originally matched have rusted over the years, and the gears can no longer be aligned.But now, with the constant collision and friction between the two sides, like rust gradually dissipating, they have become compatible again.

    Everything in the abyss also quickly became familiar.

    Nan Xian slowly opened his eyes and found that he landed on a piece of solid ground.

    This is the bottom of the abyss where no one has stepped foot for thousands of years. In the corner is a huge skeleton, filled with white bones, vaguely clustered together—it seems to be a canine skeleton.

    There was nothing in front of Nan Xian's eyes, and a figure gradually took shape.He frowned and looked at it, but it was not the image of the terrifying demon king who had been lurking in the abyss for thousands of years in his imagination.On the contrary...like himself?

    Consciousness became more and more blurred, as if being sucked into a gentle vortex.

    ...

    Ten thousand years ago.

    Nan Xian held the sword, blood dripping from the tip of the sword, silently looking at the fox hole in front of him.

    Several corpses were displayed in the cave, all of them were snow-white foxes, some were shriveled, and some had just died, with their eyes closed and their orifices bleeding.

    He closed his eyes, put away his sword, and walked slowly over.

    The monster race has always been rare in number, hiding in the world.Although they practice the skills of demon cultivators, they will not be shocked to the mind like human monks. Therefore, their spiritual power is pure, which is a great supplement for demon cultivators, but they are also easy to hunt when they are tyrannical.

    Nan Xian was lost in the Zongmen battle when she was young, and was picked up by this nest of fox demons to raise her.Even if he returned to Xianzong in the future, he would always sneak over to visit him every now and then.

    I didn't expect that this time when received a call for help, was a step late. only saw a hole of corpses and a person in front of the hole who was covered tightly.

    That man was obviously a demon cultivator, his whole body was filled with the energy he had just absorbed from the fox corpse.Nan Xian's furious stabbing with the sword only scratched a little flesh.Moxiu used the sword wind to float back and spread out layers of formations that had been prepared, and his figure quickly disappeared.

    Nan Xian chased for half a mile, then remembered something, and turned back in a hurry.

    He found out the best elixir on his body, and probed through the foxes in the cave one by one, the more he probed, the deeper he sank.

    ...all died, none survived.

    It wasn't until the end of the exploration that Nan Xian saw a corpse that was faintly protected by other foxes, and Nan Xian's eyes moved slightly - he seemed to have detected a very faint trace of life.

    In front of him was a female fox, who was obviously dead as well.And that trace of vitality came from her bulging abdomen.

    Nan Xian thought of something, hesitated for a moment, apologized in a low voice, took out a short knife, and carefully cut open along the fox's stomach.A litter of wet fox cubs rolled out of it.

    Most of them have cut off the air machine.Only one thin claw trembled, fell to the ground, and gradually let out a thin whimper.

    Nan Xian was stunned for a long time before suddenly regaining consciousness.He squatted down, stretched out his hand and retracted it, went back and forth several times, finally seemed to have calculated the strength, and carefully lifted the not furry fox from the ground.

    The premature fox cub was not even as big as his palm. It was covered in mucus, bald, and its eyes were closed. No matter how you look at it, it looks like it will not live long.

    Nan Xian had never delivered anything before, he felt the slight temperature from his hands, and didn't know what to do for a while, and finally found a cleansing talisman in a hurry, and melted it on the fox.

    Cleaned up, the fox cub stopped barking.She waved her thin claws and fumbled for a finger, so she embraced it with great desire to survive, and sucked it twice.

    It may be that the taste is not right, and after a while, the thin squeaking whimper sounded again in the cave, like crying of dissatisfaction, and also like a pain.

    "...Don't cry." Nan Xian coaxed twice.

    But to no avail.

    He couldn't help but feel a little bit big-headed, and he walked around the cave blankly holding the fox for a few steps. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, his body moved slightly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

    ...

    The village entrance a hundred miles away.

    In the dead of night, the village was dark and the dogs were asleep.

    A figure lightly landed on the village path without making a sound, like a silhouette floating down from Immortal Mountain.

    Nan Xian looked around for a moment and found his target.

    He flew over the fence and stood silently...

    In front of a kennel.

    In the litter was a bitch who had just given birth.

    Sensing the scent of a stranger, it stood up abruptly, looked over there vigilantly, and wanted to bark in warning.But when he saw Nan Xian, he was startled by the seemingly absent aura around him, and the bark turned into a grunt hidden in his throat before he could speak.

    Soon the watchdog was lying on the ground in awe, his tail wagging.

    Nan Xian looked at the dog, and then at the thatched huts of the farmers beside him. After living for so many years, it was the first time he experienced what it was like to be a thief.

    But the fox cub in his hand was still nibbling at his fingers, as if he was about to howl with hunger.He finally took a deep breath, closed his eyes, half-kneeled beside the dog, and stretched out his hand to push it.

    The dog froze for a moment.After a while, it looked at the little fox, and slammed down knowingly, from prostrate to side lying, revealing the puppies' rice bowls.

    See no evil, Nan Xian subconsciously looked away.

    Then, holding back her shame, she moved back, stretched out her hand and brought the fox closer, and adjusted her position considerately so that she could suck it as soon as she raised her head: "Well, cough...try it."

    Originally thought that this would solve the problem of food and clothing, but who would have thought that this newborn little monster would be so picky.

    She raised her nose and sniffed, then struggled to turn around half a circle, and sucked on Nan Xian's finger again.These fingers seemed to attract her more than milk.

    "..."

    At first, Nan Xian felt that she couldn't find the right position, so she stretched out her finger and slid her half a circle, and faced her again.

    However, until the bitch was tired of waiting and yawned, the little fox didn't drink a sip.

    Nan Xian couldn't help being puzzled.He took Xia Xiyue away and changed a few more, but the result was the same.

    In the end, thinking of Yaozu's recipe, and watching the cub's movements of nibbling his fingers, Nan Xian suddenly had a flash of inspiration and caught something.

    He rummaged through his natal space, took out a spiritual plant with mild medicinal properties, refined it into droplets without impurities in his palm, opened the little fox's mouth, and poured a drop carefully.

    This time, he finally found the right way.The fox cub tasted it, waved its little paw in satisfaction, and opened its mouth again.

    Nan Xian slowly fed all the refined liquid droplets into it.The picky little fox drank drop by drop, finally turned over contentedly, and fell into a peaceful sleep.

    Nan Xian looked down at her, feeling the weak body in her palm that rose and fell with her breath, her heart that had been tensed all night, finally calmed down slowly.

    He hugged the little fox, returned to the fox cave, and buried those monsters who died tragically.

    Afterwards, he guarded the tomb for a while, but he didn't wait for the murderer to come back to suck up the remaining corpses. Zongzhong seemed to be in a hurry, so he had to carve layers of formations around the tomb, and took the only remaining little fox with him, and set off to return to the Zongzong..

    ...

    Fox cubs grow fast.

    At first, seeing her sparse hair, Nan Xian worried that she would be a bald fox in the future.So he secretly made some fluffy little clothes, thinking about wearing them for her in the future.And prepared in advance the chicken soup for the soul of "you can be a good fox without fluffy and thick fur", and weaved it into the stories that children love to hear, and memorized them by heart.

    But it turned out that he was overthinking: the newborn cubs had thin hair, and when they returned to the sect, they were fed with various precious spiritual plants. It didn't take long for the little fox to grow into a fluffy white ball.Curled up like a handful of dandelions.

    Looking at it from a distance, Nan Xian curled up his fingers slightly, thinking that touching it from the beginning to the end, it must feel very good.

    Unfortunately, can only think about it most of the time.

    ——The little fox seemed to dislike him very much.After I was able to run down the ground by myself, I never wanted to touch him again.She would rather dig out those tasteless spiritual plants around the hall on her own, rather than eat those precious spiritual plants from his hands.

    Nan Xian fed the fox with a mouthful of spiritual plants and a mouthful of spiritual stones, and unexpectedly got such a result.He couldn't help staring at the fox's back, muttering angrily in his heart, "Little heartless".

    But he never really blamed this fox cub running around: Yaozu has always been keen on the perception of spiritual power. When he confronted the murderer outside the cave, he stabbed him with a powerful sword.The unborn fox sensed it, and was instinctively afraid of his breath.

    "...It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. He dared to bite me when he was born, but now he is afraid."

    Nan Xian sighed, scolded the fox, and at the same time threw a few rare spiritual plants into the flower pot.The little soil in the flower pots is actually far from enough for them to grow vigorously, but anyway, they will be snatched away by foxes and eaten after a short period of time. The flower pots only serve as a fresh-keeping function for the rice pots, so don't worry too much about the details.

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    Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2022-09-02 14:52:56~2022-09-07 18:01:24~

    Thanks to the little angel who voted for the rocket launcher: 2 foxes and raccoons; thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Ah Ning; 8 bottles of cat who doesn't like fish; 5 bottles of Xiong Dabao; 2 bottles of Fuyezhiping; thank you very muchEveryone supports me, I will continue to work hard!

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