Chapter 241： I have an aura

Besides Xuefeng Cave, the young man dressed in snow fur is surrounded by a few white snowballs, and the sound of "squeak" is accompanied by the crisp bell sound Outgoing bursts.

The teenager held a small dish in one hand, and took out a piece of chicken wire from one hand, and fed it to the little dumplings around him.

The little dumplings were chubby, with long fur covering the short limbs tightly. After careful examination, we can see that these kittens look like snow foxes rarely seen in the mountains.

It was all fat, and obviously the food was excellent.

The boy raised his hand and teased badly = making a group of little cute. Seeing that the flesh of their mouths flew, the little dumplings pulled Mo Fan's knee and crawled towards him. However, the short, fat limbs caused them to fall backwards and beat in the snow.

The teenager laughed and hugged one of them, rubbing it wantonly. Soon, the soft white hair was rubbed and messed up.

Snow fox can survive in Xuefeng, showing that its physical fitness is extremely high. The fox was a sly and agile animal, but all of them were fed softly and dumbly.

Not to mention anything else, is that round figure, how can there be the beautiful and healthy appearance of Snow Fox?

These small things were found by Mo Fan not far from Dongfu. Their mother was so bloodied that she was about to die, trying to protect the newborn snow foxes.

Tianshan Snow Fox was only devoted to one partner throughout her life. Snow Fox's mother was seriously injured and fell to the ground at this moment. After a little thought, she could get the unexpected information about Snow Fox's encounter.

When Snow Fox mother saw Mo Fan appearing, a pair of foxes showed human appeals.

The spirituality of Tianshan Snow Fox is no less than human.

When Mo Fan promised to take care of her children, Xuehu mother closed her eyes peacefully.

At that time, Snow Fox's mother was all injured by humans after capturing the props. Snow Fox's father was missing and probably died in the hands of the hunter.

The preciousness of snow fox fur makes villagers driven by interests willing to risk their lives to capture the mountains. The rarity of Snow Fox makes them only need to catch one, and they will be free of worry. Money is moving.

Most snow foxes are clever and extraordinary. Even if they explain the retreat all year round, they all know that there is such a presence in the mountains, and they don't provoke them easily.

Snow Fox's mother knows that her life is short, maybe the other party is the only hope for her child to survive, and she reached the top of Xuefeng by faith. As a result, Mo Fan, who occasionally walked farther, met the newly-produced Snow Fox mother and its children.

After burying Snow Fox's mother in the snow, Mo Fan just returned to Dongfu with a bunch of small things.

It has been more than two months since the little snow fox was hugged back. At that time, the new and pink snow foxes with thin hairs had grown into cute and well-behaved ones. At the same time, it has also changed from being able to drink only liquid milk paste to being able to eat crispy shredded pork and minced meat.

"Xiao Fan," Xi Shi came out of the room, and a helplessness floated between Meiyu, "Why are you feeding them again?"

What's going on like this?

Mo Fan squinted and smiled cheerfully, "It's cute."

Especially for eating, when coquettishly sells everything.

Biao Shi stepped his legs and scooped up a small thing that had to get into Mo Fan's chest while they were talking, "Don't let the snow beads wet your clothes."

On this little thing, there are snowflakes and snow on the soles of the feet. So you don't crawl on Mo Fan, can you get your clothes wet? If you have a cold, you have to suffer for a while.

"Master, I'm not afraid of cold now." Mo Fan stood up, still pulling his calf by the greedy little snow fox.

He took the poor Baba looking at himself from the bail, and was gripped by the ball on the back of his neck, rubbing in comfort.

"You can't come here."

Since Mo Fan entered the Inner Five Realms, he always likes to run in the ice and snow.

The outer five realms belong to the realm of confusing the five senses in illusion, and formally entering the inner five realms can not be afraid of the cold and heat, and use ideas to turn into arts.

"I see." Mo Fan put out his tongue.

"Master, they don't like being pinched on their necks. Don't hold them all the time. You see, they're not close to you."

"What do I want them to be close to?" Xi Shi blandly said.

"This was raised by us together. In their eyes, we are their father and mother. Master, you look like a strict father."

Are you a loving mother? Subconsciously, a line of words flashed through the mind.

He closed his eyes, rushed this absurd idea out of his head, and glanced at Xiao Xuehu, who was lying in Mo Fan's arms, "said again."

Mo Fan laughed "Hey," "Master, you hug, it's fun."

Mo Fan said, lifting Xiao Xuehu in her arms and shoving them into her arms.

The release was caught off guard, neither was throwing nor holding, and the movement at the time of catching was maintained.

"Master, you have to hold it like this." Mo Fan reached out and adjusted his release.

Xiaoxuehu is not as close to Buddhism as Mo Fan said. On the contrary, they like to gather around Buddhism. It ’s just that blunt release is always cold, and I do n’t like this group of little guys to pull on him, so Mo Fan can always see the dim and cold Master around a circle of white dumplings.

Biao Shi held her hand in a froze for a moment, and threw it to Mo Fan, "Take it away."

Although it looks like it was thrown in the past, its practical strength is very light, and the interpretation was only released after it was determined that Mo Fan could catch it.

Mo Fan raised Xiaoxuehu and stared at his smart eyes. "You little conscience, Master, you don't like me when you come."

Put Xiao Xuehu down and let him join the team that revolved around the release, Mo Fan stood up and said, "Master, they like you very much."

"Well." Xi Shi said no emotion, and was not happy or unhappy.

Pardon came to Mo Fan to eat.

Before entering the room, Mo Fan wiped the water from Xiao Xuehu's body. Obviously a person who won't even dry his wet hair, he is careful about Xiao Xuehu.

For this reason, when I saw Mo Fan with a wet hair coming out, I came to the sentence, "Since Xue Xue will be shaved = hair, I don't think it is necessary to dry my hair."

Mo Fan was still embarrassed at first, but I didn't know what came to mind later, and smiled narrowly. "Master, how can this compare with Xuehu? Compare with me."

Because she was kept indoors, Mo Fan often bathed a group of small dumplings. He could completely hand it over to the interpreter, but the little dumpling was so cute that he took it himself and continues to this day.

"I like them, so I want to take care of them," Mo Fan's eyes burned, looking into his eyes, "Isn't it the same?"

Someone who feels relieved is uncomfortable.

Mo Fan said the same, is it "they like Mo Fan's care" or "because Bu Shi also likes Mo Fan, so he wants to take care of Mo Fan?"

Since then, Bu Shi never mentioned anything about Mo Fan's hair, which made Mo Fan secretly laugh for a long time.

After hearing the meal, the well-trained little gangs lined up one by one, waiting for Mo Fan to clean the snowdrops on them.

He had just eaten shredded pork, but he looked hungry and hung around the rice bowl.

This is really a fox, not a dog?

As a large, small, and small owner, Xiushi pours the rotten meat cut into diced pieces into a large pot. When Xiao Xuehu saw this, he did not immediately go up to eat, but looked at the release.

It wasn't until the parlor nodded and signaled "OK", and then he went to eat it.

Little Snow Fox didn't have that much face to eat the food cooked by Xi Shi, and their food was prepared by the subordinates in the mansion. Even so, the interpretation of feeding has become the most important existence in Xiao Xuehu's heart.

Mo Fan came second.

However, presumably after a while, Xiao Xuehu will understand that Mo Fan is an important "feeder".

Putting the earthen jar on one's hand aside, Biao Shi turned around and saw Mo Fan's face smiling warmly at him, "Master is hard-spoken and soft-hearted."

Bishi didn't answer, walked to the table, set the meal for the two, "eat."

"Eh."

Obviously feeding Xiaoxuehu is a job that can easily increase their favorability, but Mo Fan just let it be. According to Mo Fan ’s meaning, “Master is so cold, if you do n’t feed them with food to increase your favor, this group of little guys will not recognize you.”

Should not care about the interpretation of the views of a group of snow foxes, actually took over the task of feeding.

For a long time, I occasionally explained that when I was in a good mood, I would also prepare food for Xiao Xuehu in person. I do n’t know if the interpretation technology is good or for other reasons. Xiao Xuehu especially likes to eat the cooking made by interpretation, and it can be accurately identified.

"Master is also my owner!" Mo Fan grinned.

In response to him, the meat pieces that He released into his bowl.

After having dinner, it was a thunderous lunch break. Mo Fan was holding three small dumplings, and Xi Sha was holding Mo Fan.

Snow foxes are not afraid of the cold and they like snow, they can also be raised in warm areas, but their temperaments will be different.

The Xuefeng Snow Fox is sharp and agile, and the snow fox raised by captivity is a well-behaved pet with a low reproduction rate.

Therefore, as long as there are conditions, Mo Fan will release the small dumplings.

It was snowing outside the peak, and the platform outside Dongfu was in the center, and only a few snowflakes fell. Mo Fan stands or sits, practicing the newly learned technique.

And the edge of the platform, like snow-haired, snow foxes with good hiding power in the snow, is flapping and playing with each other, imitating hunting action.

Mo Fan, the mind-viewing material, has been cultivated, and now he is practicing taking objects out of the air.

Turn your mind into a hand and pick up an object a few meters away.

The items are light and heavy, and Mo Fan will start from Jane to make it difficult and experiment one by one. This is only the behavior required by interpretation. If he did it himself, this step would be omitted directly.

Mind extraction is similar to spiritual force extraction. Mo Fan is handy. The speed of cultivation at this level is much faster than the last two of the five realms.

Bu Shi also discovered that Mo Fan's talents in mental ability devote more time to teaching skills. The exercises are arranged by Mo Fan himself, and the progress is instantly improved by more than half.

At first, the idea is to take things, then use them, and finally use them as weapons and killing moves for the enemy.

This is the real illusion, the practice, not the skill of play.

Inner Five Realms The second realm is to temporarily affect people's thoughts, such as the next simple hint. This realm is divided into two parts, one is the use of foreign objects, and the other is the direct use of mental power to control its entry into the minds of others.

With the hint of foreign objects, it is a bit like hypnosis of modern psychiatrists. Mo Fan has not been exposed to this, and studied it with interest for a while. But after a while, it was dull.

After all, it's just a low-level hypnosis.

In the second practice, on the Xuefeng where only Shishi and Mo Fan were involved, they were stretched and lacked test subjects.

Based on the practice of interpretation, Mo Fan could not influence it at all. Even so, Bu Shi offered to let Mo Fan test him. For simple practice, you can use relief as a living body, plus the success rate suggested by Judge Mo Fan.

Interpretation of magic is advanced, and Mo Fan's technique is not enough to affect or hurt him. From this point, it is a good practice object.

In order to achieve better results, Bu Shi also sometimes actively releases his defense and allows Mo Fan's mental power to invade into his own mind. At this time, Mo Fan will do some small moves.

The direction of mental strength depends on what the practitioner thinks and thinks, and Mo Fan presents some pictures in his mind. When blunt is about to occur, he will look guilty, admitting that his mind is not pure enough, so that there will be mixed thoughts.

At this time, it is not easy to blame for the interpretation, not only that, but also to comfort Mo Fan. Mo Fan, lying on his body, would have fun for a long time.

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