Chapter 972

Xiaohuo lay on the table and looked lazily at Ji Qingxue. His red eyes seemed to have a trace of disdain and dislike.

"Xiao Huo, where have you been these days?"

Ji Qingxue immediately ran over and held the red fox in his arms.

When Ji Qingxue picked him up, Xiaohuo struggled a little, but soon calmed down.

Ji Qingxue stroked it gently along its hair and whispered with a smile, "how did you know I was here? You have a little conscience. You finally know to come back to me after running out for so long."

Ji Qingxue looked at it carefully and nodded: "fortunately, I didn't get hurt this time."

"The ninth day, the ninth day, look at me." there was a roar of tears in the face.

Ji Qingxue looked at the ninth day on the bed, then looked at the fox in her arms, and suddenly had a flash of light: "yes, isn't the blood of the red flame fox the most sunny thing in the world? Xiaohuo, it's really time for you to come back!"

Ji Qingxue turned her head and excitedly said to Rong Sheng, "OK, don't howl. I think of a way to save the ninth day of the ninth day."

Hearing Ji Qingxue's words, Rong Sheng, who has been immersed in grief, suddenly looked at her: "what did you say, little master? Did you think of a way to save the ninth day of the ninth day?"

Ji Qingxue grabbed the fox in her hand and smiled a little black: "of course, it's better to come early than coincidentally. Saving the ninth day depends on our small fire."

Rong Sheng stared at the fox in her arms and suddenly opened his mind: "yes, I didn't think that the red flame fox itself is a psychic beast. It's treasure all over. Especially its blood, which is pure and Yang, must be able to save the ninth day."

It's really a good time for Xiaohuo to come back at this time. It's a good time to save people.

The two of them looked at Xiaohuo with a dark stomach. Xiaohuo was psychic, and the animal's natural sensitivity to danger made it aware of something wrong

Xiaohuo breaks free from Ji Qingxue and jumps directly into the window.

"Ah, little fire, don't go!" Ji Qingxue shouted anxiously, "there are people waiting for you to help. If you go, she won't live!"

Xiaohuo ignored her and wouldn't even give her a look.

Rongsheng put down the people in his arms and was eager to try. He was ready to catch the fox at the right opportunity.

Ji Qingxue motioned Rongsheng not to act rashly. The red flame fox was smart, just like a fine fox. If you try hard, it will slip away immediately. It will be even more difficult to catch it at that time.

Ji Qingxue calmed down her excitement, and then calmly began her first serious dialogue with the fox in her life.

If she had put it off before, she would have felt that she was a psycho. She would have talked to a fox if she had nothing to do. She was stupid and felt that the other party could understand.

"Xiaohuo, do you see that man over there?" Ji Qingxue pointed to the ninth day on the bed, and then said, "She was poisoned, and now the whole person is almost frozen. Even if my jiuzhuan Yulu pill has a miraculous effect, it can only delay for five days. Today is the fourth day. I can't stop her meridians from being frozen, but your blood may save her. This is a matter of human life. I need you to help me now."

"Yes, yes. We need your help now." Rong Sheng quickly nodded and echoed, "as long as you can help us save her, I can satisfy you if you want to eat roast chicken or other delicacies in the future. Treat you as your ancestor!"

Hearing this, Xiaohuo is finally willing to give Rongsheng a look, but he despises it.

The reason why red flame foxes are different from other foxes is that they have lived in deep mountains and forests since childhood. They eat either Millennium ginseng or various extremely scarce medicinal materials on the market.

In the long run, the red flame fox itself has become the best medicine, which can solve strange poisons and cure all diseases.

So those roast chickens are not good at all.

Ji Qingxue was still trying to coax: "Xiaohuo, we just want to take a little blood from you. We won't hurt your life. They all say that saving one life is better than building a level 7 floating slaughter. You can't die!"

Xiaohuo looks at Ji Qingxue. After a moment of confrontation with them, Xiaohuo jumps out of the window and climbs onto the table again, looking like being slaughtered.

Ji Qingxue was overjoyed: "Xiaohuo, do you agree?"

Ha ha, she said, her fox is really different.

Ji Qingxue was afraid of Xiaohuo's sudden repentance and hurriedly said to Rong Sheng, "go get the dagger and bowl!"

Rong Sheng nodded: "Oh, I'll go right away."

Ji Qingxue walked over, gently stroked its head and said excitedly, "Xiaohuo, you are really not an ordinary fox. I firmly believe that we can communicate spiritually."

Xiaohuo looks at her like an idiot. Maybe he doesn't understand. The red flame fox only recognizes one master in his life. How can he pick such an idiot.

Suddenly feel that the fox is hopeless!

Rongsheng soon brought the dagger and bowl. Looking at the dagger, the small fire began to be restless.

Ji Qingxue hurriedly held it in her arms and comforted, "don't be afraid, Xiaohuo. We will only take a little blood from your leg and will never hurt you."

With that, Ji Qingxue covered his eyes very carefully, and then motioned to Rongsheng to start.

Rongsheng slowly approached the small fire and quickly scratched a wound on its leg with a dagger, and the blood slowly overflowed from the wound.

"Take the bowl quickly. Then, the blood of the red flame fox is precious. Not a drop can be wasted."

Rongsheng took the bowl below, and then after a while, Ji Qingxue said painfully, "enough, enough, go and save people."

Rongsheng rushed to the bed with a bowl. Ji Qingxue looked down at the fox in her arms. Because of blood loss, Xiaohuo was very quiet at the moment.

"I'm sorry. You have to use a knife on you as soon as you come back. But don't worry, I'll feed you many good herbs to help you heal. Now I'll wrap you up first."

Small fire weakly shouted, which was a response to Ji Qingxue's words.

On the ninth day of the ninth day, he was frozen stiff. How could he drink the blood? Rongsheng didn't hesitate to contain all the fox blood in his mouth, and then passed it to her.

"You must be fine on the ninth day."

Rong Sheng kept rubbing her hands, trying to warm her with his own temperature.

After a while, the frost on the ninth day began to melt slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Rong Sheng shouted excitedly, "little master has a reaction, and the ninth day of the ninth day has a reaction."

Ji Qingxue breathed a long sigh of relief. He stepped into the hell hall with one foot, but he pulled people back again.

Ji Qingxue smiled and looked at the fox pretending to be dead in her arms: "Xiaohuo, you have made great contributions this time. I'll get you more ginseng to replenish your body."