Chapter 943: Don't you know me

For example, Ning Xuemo now finds himself in a hall.
The man in white is drinking tea in the hall, and the girl in white is lying on the cold ground, and the young boy in Tsing Yi leaned over and asked for permission: "Master, she really fainted. Please help the elderly to save her ..."
"You can save her." The man in white was unmoved and didn't even look at the dying girl.
"Master, her injuries are weird. Disciples ... the disciples are powerless." The Tsing Yi boy knelt down.
"Longchuan, you are not a softhearted person. For this time?" The man in white fell on the apprentice.
Longchuan bowed his head: "The disciple just couldn't bear her death at this young age."
"Little young?" The man in white repeated it, his voice a little unpredictable: "Longchuan, don't be fooled by your appearance." He glanced at the girl lying on the ground: "She ... is not young anymore, than You're still big! "
The young boy in Tsing Yi froze and looked around the girl: "She looks like a teenager ..."
The white man didn't say anything, just waved his sleeve at the girl, a white light flashed, the the ground disappeared, and a white nine-tailed fox appeared on the spot.
It's just that he suffered a terrible injury, and there were blood beads coming out from under the fur, dyeing its white hair into red hair ...
"She is a nine-tailed fox!" The Tsing Yi boy cried out, "She has been practicing for at least a thousand years!"
The white man glanced at the fox, his eyes moved slightly, and nodded: "It should have been more than 1,300 years of practice." His eyes were like a torch, and he could see exactly the true age of the nine-tailed fox.
Longchuan naturally believed in Master ’s vision. Nana said, "She is indeed older than me ... 300 years older. But she looks really small." He paused and said suddenly: "However, Master , Tuer heard that the Jiuwei Fox tribe was considered an adult when she was two thousand years old. In fact, she was still a minor and a child ... "
The kung fu of the master and apprentice talking here, the nine-tailed fox on the ground suddenly trembled slightly, the blood beads emerging from his body one by one, fast and anxious.
Nine-tailed foxes curled up in place, with a pointed mouth opening and closing, muttering: "Don't you know me? I'm Momo ... I'm Momo ... I found you hundreds Year ... you don't recognize me ... "
It seemed like nonsense. The man in Tsing Yi obviously didn't understand. The eyes of the man in white flashed slightly! Finally took a closer look at the nine-tailed fox ...
Seeing that the little fox was breathing more and more fiercely, as if he would breathe away at any time, the Tsing Yi boy was anxious: "Master, you rescue her, she ... she seems to be really dying ... What hurts her? Are you bleeding all over? "
"Change the skin!" The man in white spit out three words, raised his hand, and a ball of white light completely covered the little fox. As the white light flowed around, the blood dripping from the little fox finally had a tendency to slow down.
It was really in a coma, struggling slightly in that white light: "No ... don't ... you can't die ... don't leave me alone ... I don't want to be alone ..." Its voice shuddered, as if a lonely Little beast. Big tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.
The teardrop seemed to burn into the heart of the Tsing Yi boy, and his face was a little pale ...