Chapter 48:

The little boy turned into a fox with a bandage on his shoulders and a coat, sitting on the carriage and sipping on the hot soup Yuan Xianger gave him, talking about his experiences over the years.
"A few years after you left, Axiang, a few wizards suddenly came to the village. They said noisily that there were many goblins in the village who wanted to kill them. At first, we thought it was very interesting and quietly ran to watch. The result was that we knew That Master is different from Wu Daopo,"
His nose is red, his hands and face are covered with scratches and mud, the ears on the top of his head are slightly drooping, and his big golden tail is messy and looks very pitiful.
"At that time, the blood-red circle was lit up, and many friends were caught on the spot. The partners were forced to show their original shape one by one. They were pressed in the yard and stripped of their fur, and could no longer live. I was so scared that I could not choose my way. Fleeing, I was panicked all day long. Later, my sister in a clan taught me how to hide evil spirits and the art of change, and then I became a humanoid and lived in hiding for a few years. I have become very good at first, and I rarely get caught. I found it. It’s just that I was greedy and drank a little while sniffing at the wine shop the day before, revealing my tail. Only then was the Dongxuan Sect mage chased all the way here."
"It turns out that those little friends have died a lot." Yuan Xianger thought of her childhood partners, feeling sad, reached out and touched his little head, and said with relief, "Sabur has become more powerful, and he has learned the art of change."
"Well, I'll show it to Axiang." Hu Sanlang immediately became happy again, said a word, banged up a cloud of smoke, the smoke dissipated, and turned into a young handsome adult man.
Even if he became a man, he didn't change his clothes properly, he was still wearing that short robe, with a white bandage on his shoulders, and a red mark on the corner of his eyes. He leaned against Yuan Xiang'er.
"Xiang'er, do you think I'm getting better?"
Yuan Xianger suddenly and intuitively understood the meaning of the vixen that human beings always talk about.
In fact, the man changed by the little fox is not half-feeling. On the contrary, they have distinct eyebrows, tall and long legs, with a gentle and clear temperament. It can be said that it is like the general collapse of the Yushan Mountain, and the bright moon is like the embrace of the moon. There is no need to deliberately whitewash it, it naturally brings a charming charm from the bone.
Yuan Xiang'er reached out his hand against his forehead, "No, you change it back for me."
Hu Sanlang raised his eyebrows frequently and showed a little embarrassed expression. He really had been in the crowd for a long time. His micro-expression was done very well, not half unnatural, just like a real young man.
"Axiang doesn't like it, what about that."
As another burst of smoke dissipated, the young Lang Jun became a youthful just-in-law girl. He stretched out his lotus arm to hold Yuan Xiang'er next door. His face was pure and innocent, but his body was undulating in the mountains, with tender lotus face and red body. The endless romance is tactful, and the endless talk is charming.
Yuan Xiang'er stretched out his finger and bounced on his forehead, "Where did you live all these years, quickly change it back to me."
The girl covered her forehead that was hurt by the bullet with her hands, and pursed her mouth. A pair of hairy ears appeared on her head, and a golden tail appeared from behind. Then her body gradually became smaller and recovered. Looking like a five or six-year-old boy, he said aggrieved: "Sister Qinghu said that I have become very good, and she often asks me to sing for her to the guests who come to the workshop. Why don't you like it, Axiang? ?"
Yuan Xianger rubbed his ears amusedly, "Don't make trouble, you just keep it as it is."
In the car, Nan He watched the two of them meet again after a long time, talking and laughing, silently got up and got out of the carriage, and rode a horse with the carriage alone.
Wu Yuan climbed on his shoulders all the way,
"Brother Nan, Brother Nan, look at that little fox, it's too much, it sticks to Axiang as soon as it comes." He spoke in Nan He's ear furiously, "Huh, it really is a fox."
The curtains of the car were opened, and there was laughter in the car. The little fox cleverly lay on the chair cushion beside Yuan Xiang'er, and took the initiative to confess the big golden tail to Yuan Xiang'er's hand. The tip of the tail was a white tuft. Mao swayed in the air, swaggering so much that it pierced Nan He's eyes with pain.
Nan He looked at it in silence for a moment, turned his head, and kept his mouth shut.
Wu Yuan blew his beard and stared, "We should unite and drive him away, so that Xiang'er still only pets me, no, I mean only the two of us."
No matter how he incited him, Nan He still didn't speak, or even glanced at him.
"Brother Nan, you can't always be like this. My father said, you have to fight for what you want. If you don't fight, the good things must be robbed by others."
"Struggle... for?" Nan He finally rolled his eyes.
The sky soon dimmed.
Because Yuan Xiang'er had a fight with Yun Xuan on the way, a lot of time was delayed, and the group missed the camp and had to sleep in the wilderness.
In the snowy winter, sleeping in the wild is not a beautiful thing. Compared with the day, the temperature in the wild at night in winter drops by ten degrees, the cold wind roars, and the dripping water turns into ice.
The group, together with the Zhou family servants who followed, found a shelter from the wind, lit a few bonfires, and depended on each other to keep warm.
Yuan Xiang'er squatted beside Nan He, "It's cold, Xiao Nan, are you cold?"
She rubbed her hands and exhaled, and a silver-white tail that gradually changed from dark to light fell on her hand.
Yuan Xiang'er was stunned, and subconsciously touched it twice.
It's warm, soft, and fluffy. Ah, so happy.
Sure enough, Xiao Nan's tail felt the most comfortable to the touch.
"I'm better than him." The man squatted in front of her with his back turned back, and uttered a hesitant word. It seemed that the whole person was wronged, and the ears behind his head were red.
"Nan He~~" Yuan Xiang'er's heart softened, and she couldn't help but add an ending sound after Nan He's name, "San Lang is still a kid and is injured again. Let's take care of him together."
She stretched out her hand and slapped a few along the big furry tail, and squeezed it at the base of the tail again, watching with amusement the silver tail tip swinging with the movement of her hand. She squeezed and jumped on the tip of her tail, which was very interesting.
Qiu Yueming faced the cold wind and walked towards the campfire where they were in a cloak. Although he was determined, his body was very weak after all, his face was pale from the cold, and his voice trembled. He tried to stabilize himself and said to Yuan Xianger: "Axiang, you go to the car to sleep."
They only had two carriages, which were small and narrow. They were not reluctant to buy a good one, but the road was far away, the mountain roads were rugged, and the large carriage was stuck halfway. Qiu Yueming was cold to death and was unwilling to squeeze a car with Zhou Deyun. Of course, he also felt that he could not sleep in the same car with Yuan Xianger, so he planned to brace the cold wind for the whole night.
"No, I can squeeze with Nan He. You can get in the car quickly." Yuan Xianger held a bunch of furry fur in her arms, and the warm fire light cast on her smiling face, "Ms. Zhou's physique is not good, you If we fall ill on the road, we will have to delay for some time."
Qiu Yueming wanted to hold on, but saw that the mysterious man next to Yuan Xianger suddenly turned into a silvery-white wolf. The huge beast stretched its tail and wrapped Yuan Xianger's whole body in it, a pair of amber-colored beasts. The eyes were cold and cold, and he glanced at Qiu Yueming unhappily.
In the wild mountains and wild ridges, foxes and worms screamed. When such a huge monster glared at him, Qiu Yueming, who had experienced many battles, couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and he had to withdraw. Zhou Deyun, who was about to get out of the car with the quilt, saw the huge figure that suddenly appeared after the fire, and was so scared that he rolled into his car, closed the door with a click, and never dared to show his face again.
Sirius’ hair is particularly soft and smooth, not piercing at all, and with Nan He’s hot body temperature, Yuan Xiang’er’s whole body is trapped in such warm and softness, and she is so happy that she wraps her hands around the softest neck. , Buried her entire face there and rubbed it vigorously, complimenting without a word, "Oh, it's better for Xiao Nan, my Xiao Nan is really the best."
The night was getting thicker, the north wind passed, and a huge silver day wolf curled up quietly beside the warm swaying bonfire.
Such wilderness and night are where he is familiar and at ease.
A young girl slept soundly in his thick hair.
Nan He looked at the girl's peaceful sleeping face, feeling satisfied. He rolled up his fluffy tail and gently covered the man's body to prevent any cold wind from attacking.
The little fox and Wuyuan were curled up on the other side of the fire, sleeping in the bedding piled into a shack. The little fox quietly asked the black circle near him,
"Does Axiang like the Sirius very much?"
Wu Yuan glanced dissatisfiedly at the vixen who was trying to shake his position when he came, "Huh, Axiang she likes me the most. The best food and the most fun things are close to me first. I also have a room that Axiang personally made for me. If you are obedient, I will reluctantly let you go in and play when you get home."
After dawn, Nanhe, who had not slept all night and lost his spiritual power, turned into a little Sirius, curled up in Yuan Xianger's arms to make up for sleep.
Those Zhou's servants and Bandang who were accompanying them looked at the young girl sitting on horseback with her legs hanging from a distance, trembling and afraid to approach.
Although the master has always admired this little lady, who is called her husband, Yuan Xianger is only a 16 or 17-year-old girl after all, and she is very easy-going and talkative along the way. Everyone can't feel any special awe.
Until last night, I watched the huge monster appear out of thin air, guarding her, just to cover her. They were so scared that they did not dare to breathe overnight.
When I got up this morning, the huge monster was gone, but the little girl had a little silver wolf with a unique coat in her arms.
At this time, not only did they dare not treat Yuan Xiang'er lightly, but the little cats and foxes who were staying beside her became respectful.
"Cat, Master Cat, Hu Daxian, this is your lunch." A servant carefully brought the two bowls of food that had just been cooked according to Yuan Xianger's orders to Wu Yuan and Hu Sanlang. He didn't dare to neglect at all, who knows If such a small milk cat becomes unhappy, will it suddenly become a hill-like monster like that night, swallowing itself in one bite?
Wu Yuan condescendingly took a sip of the cat's food and found that there were a lot of scallops and dried shrimps in it, so he took a picture of a dried fish and threw it in front of his servant.
The servant didn't dare to dislike it, and respectfully returned the reward with both hands to his partner, tearfully letting his partner look at the dried fish in his hand, "Look, everyone, the cat is rewarding me."