Chapter 482： Fox veins

That mystery appeared in front of the little fox demon, naturally it is a square.

This is a moment when I can't stand the eyes of the group of little foxes, thinking about coming over and ordering them, but I didn't expect to encounter this scene. He is no stranger to the actions of these monks. It is nothing more than the capture of the enchantress. They have hunted the demon from the demon, trained and even taught, and then sold it to the monk as a pet or a dinosaur. The price is high.

And the most popular one is the pure blood fox or the snake demon.

This group of monks in front of us is undoubtedly doing this business. Before this group of foxes may be hiding them.

But he said that the young monk, who noticed the golden scent of Fang Xing, and saw that he was not like a demon, then gently bowed his hand to the side, laughing: "The Taoist friend is polite, the younger brother is the child of the Cui family of Fengzhou. But I don't know where the friend came from? What do you call it?"

The party squatted down and took the ear of the fat little fox and lifted it up. The fox licking his mouth and licking his mouth, but he didn’t dare to cry out, but he was happy. Then, I took a piece of sweet potato and stuffed it into his mouth. The smile in his mouth said: "There is no door to the little man, and I don't know what your Cui family is, but I have to go to this group of foxes!"

"What about repair?"

The young monk looked relaxed and somewhat scornful. He sneered and said: "The voice of this friend is not small. This group of little foxes is my first look. If you want, you must have Come first, come on?"

Fang Xing smiled and took the top fox of the little fox and put it on his shoulder. This little fox is a well-behaved. It is estimated that it is also hungry. There was food in his mouth, and he squatted on his shoulders, and Fang Xing stood up and looked at the young monk with a bad look. He said: "Less nonsense, the fox puts me down, hurry, or small The Lord is going to get angry!"

The young monk was already intolerable. Cold channel: "Look at you is Jin Dan Xiu, let you three points, you do not know how to advance and retreat, it seems that this young master needs to let you know, who in the Fengzhou land boundary has the final say!" On the side, I have already looked at the Vietnamese people around me. The old man has already come quietly and come forward, looking at the party coldly and drinking lightly: "Roll!"

The party line did not mean to roll, but slowly walked up.

More than Bernson smiled. Dao: "Improved the original situation of Jin Dan in the district, but dare to dare to face the old man?"

Senran laughed. I have already explored it, although the scorn in the mouth, in fact, this hands-on, but also did its best, can cultivate to the realm of Jindan, no one is a fool, although the party seems to only have Jin Dan’s initial situation, and gold Dan's breath is extremely weak, but since he dares to provoke the Cui family, if it is not a fool, then there must be something wrong.

This shot, in his palm, there is a clear flow of blue gas, locked in the space of ten feet, even the earth and stone within the ten feet, are implicitly giving birth to induction, as long as his mind moves, these earth and stone will listen to him at any time. Locking the enemy, this is the temperament of his brilliance, and the temperament of his emperor, the strongest power he has.

However, in the face of his strongest blow, the smile on the side of the line, no flashing, the little fox on his shoulder has scared his eyes, but the party is facing up, is being When the power of the road was shrouded, he slammed his foot and slammed, and a huge force was released from his feet. The force of the earth and stone around him was all suppressed by his foot.

Wherein, discovered a gleam from the tang of the tang of the sleek, he swelled.

The expression of the sneer of Naibo was suddenly changed, and he stepped back a few steps, his chest undulating, and his eyes were terrified.

"You...what are you doing?"

The party did not answer at all, but looked at the young monk again and said: "This group of foxes have returned to me!"

The young monk was scared and stepped back two steps, and his heart was frightened, but he was not willing to retreat. Looking at the side, cold channel: "Dao friends, it is best to think clearly before doing things, we are not guilty." Affordable!"

Fang Xing smiled and said: "Then you better call a few people!"

The young monk was cold and knew that this was not the name of his family. He was also a clever one. When he gritted his teeth, he ordered his fox to lay down the fox in his hand. Sagitar went away, but before leaving, it was a gloomy look at the side of the line, apparently hateful, it is estimated that will soon come back with the rescue.

A group of little foxes escaped from the sky, and quickly ran to the old demon fox who was dying to death. He cried and made a group. He also sighed and threw it at the old fox. Injury, then throw the washed and riddled flamingo beside them, turn around and leave, he still has his own things to do, but he is not willing to get into such a trouble.

"Before...predecessors...please...please stay..."

Sure enough, not waiting for the clouds to come, the old fox has opened his mouth.

Fang Xing smiled and said: "You are so old, I am so embarrassed to call my predecessor, I am also embarrassed to agree!"

The old demon fox was extremely wounded and his face was gray and defeated. There was already a sign of the oil burning. She looked at the fire rhinoceros that was thrown down by the party. She had already guessed the meaning of the party, and she took a strong breath. : "Xiao En Gong, seeing you are also a good heart, why not save people to the end? The old body hurts to understand, can not hold it, if you are gone, this group of small things, still can not escape a death ..."

The party was speechless and squatted in front of her. She smiled bitterly: "Don't call me grace, I told you to be graceful, you still spare me, I still have something to do, give you the money." Cheng, but I don't have time to help you with your children..."

The old demon fox turned gray and defeated, and insisted: "I don't dare to help me to take care of this small group of things. I only ask for the compassion of Engong, help me bring them to the demon court, and give them to the fox king." ......I... I will regard my fox-dan as a token of grace to the public. Although there is no long-term body in the old body, if the genius brought them to the glory, the fox king will definitely have a heavy reward and thank you.

“Is these little things worth it?”

Fang Xing looked at this group of little foxes, and only two of them were made into a half-human shape. The other ones are all a group of pure white foxes. They don’t see any specialities in the bleeding veins, plus the troubles in their hearts. Some are not happy.

"Thank you... Thank you very much, I went to the Qingqiu Mountain and said only... It’s just that the fox and the nine priests asked you to send them..."

The old demon fox had been extremely hurt, but he was so worried that he insisted on saying so many words. Now he couldn’t lift it up, his eyes were gone, and in the end he spit out a greenish green. The fox, crystal clear, looks like jade, flies gently toward the square, and then loses the last vitality, and glances at the little foxes.

"I haven't promised yet..."

A group of little foxes were crying around the body of Fox Jiu Gu, but they were helpless and scratched their heads.

This fox and nine aunts were relieved to die, but they could give themselves to such a group of troubles. At one time, they really raised the idea of ​​taking the **** and leaving, but when they saw this group of eyes, they were somewhat similar to Xiaoman. The fox, but he can't move, after all, he does know that this war-torn land, such a group of small foxes left, basically is a dead end.

"Fortunately, this Qingqiu Mountain seems to be one of the eight veins of the demon court, which is the same as the Fusang Mountain where Jinwu is located. It is not far from the distance. It is also necessary to cross the desert in the sunset, and I will take a few 小. Let's talk about it," Fang Xun reluctantly thought about it, and looked at the fox, which was left by Fox and Jiu, and wondered: "If you really bring people over, don't you know that the rewards given by Fox King are not thick?"

Seeing this group of small foxes is very sad, the party will not be disturbed for the time being, squatting on the side of the fire, and waiting for it, but it is not enough, just cooked a few pieces of meat, you will see the sky in the distance full of pieces The murderous black clouds came, and a group of little foxes were scared and their hairs were erected. They screamed and rushed to the side of the square to hide. The party laughed and stood up.

"Where are the madmen coming from, looking for a dead end, grabbing the prey of my style?"

When the dark clouds had not arrived, there was a scream of anger and anger, and the sound waves shook and rang through the four fields.

A group of small foxes were scared and erected, screaming around the side of the line, shivering, puppies.

The dark clouds rushed to the surroundings, and more than 30 monks showed their physiques. More than a dozen of them were riding on the mighty flamingo beasts, but they were headed by a monk in the middle of the Golden Dan. Beside him, it was the previous one. The young monk of the Cui family looked down at the side of the gaze and sneered, and said: "I said that we are not provoked by Cui."

Fang Xing also laughed and said: "Yu Ye also said that let you call someone more... You did a very good job!"

When he finished, he kicked a little fox who was afraid of being biting his trousers and kicked it to the side. His body shape slammed into the air and slammed into Dantian. He screamed like thunder: "All give I am standing, my grandfather is going to rob..."

This shouting is really cool, and the feeling of depression that robbed a group of poor foxes was swept away.

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After less than a column of fragrant Kung Fu, Fang Fang sat on a pile of fire and rhinoceros that he had smashed. He threw a throwing and throwing a good spirit in his hand, but in front of him, he was smashed. The master of Cui Jia, the mid-Jindan monk with his hands on his ears, his nose and face swollen, and the young monk was stunned, his eyes were frightened, a group of little foxes were biting his thighs...

"Now do you know why Xiaoye wants you to call someone more?" (To be continued...)