Chapter 110: Fanwai-crying bag and macho

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The man is right.
Mo Chen was a fluffy, soft and warm little snow fox when it was in its original form, and it was indeed thin and thin from the time when he failed in the robbery thousands of years ago, but his sword god, Master Yun Caiye, was in the fairy realm. There is a good friend of the First Immortal Doctor, so Yun Caiye took him to recuperate for a period of time, except for a few days when he was seriously injured with immortal power. Li Guan, raised him white and fat, smooth and smooth.
Later, he met Shufei, the boss of the fairy inn, and became the best friend with him, and lived in the fairy inn for a long time. There are many fox maidservants in the inn who are not good at practice, but these maidservants are all gray-haired, variegated wild foxes in the mountains. I was curious to see him as a pure white snow fox I had never seen before. While rejoicing, he took care of him as a younger brother, and this care gave him a fat.
When you look like a human being, you can’t see any changes. After all, your appearance is fixed after becoming a fairy, but his original form-the little white fox is getting longer and fatter. Not only does it look like a round ball, but it hugs in your arms. It is soft and feels great.
At this moment...
A fat bald, fat and charred fox is ugly.
Mo Chen groaned a few times. As soon as this man was not a demon, he just attacked him recklessly, with some guilty conscience and some guilt, he shrunk his forelegs and stepped back, trying to leave this. local.
Unexpectedly, when the man saw that he wanted to leave, he raised his eyebrows and bent down, grabbing the back of the little fox with no fur but soft meat, and picked him up from the ground.
Mo Chen opened a pair of round fox eyes, his limbs pulled in the air a few times, as if he hadn't recovered yet.
At this time, there was a rustling footsteps again, a few leaves were pulled out, and three or four young men in silver armor appeared in front of Mo Chen. They saw him catching him The man's eyes lightened up and asked, "General, what are you doing here... what?"
As soon as the caller's voice fell, Mo Chen heard a nice male voice behind him. The man's voice was very low, with some hoarseness, which was completely different from the night fairy that he had fallen in love with for a long time, but the content of the words , But made him tight all over: "Oh, I'm grabbing dinner."
dinner?
"Oh." Mo Chen screamed, and the eyes of two foxes gleaming like obsidian were rounded, opposite the eyes of the man who said he would eat him.
The people who came here even laughed when they heard that, and saw the little white fox's semi-bald face jokingly: "So did the general pull out his hair?"
The person called the "general" heard this, raised his hand and dialed the blue sac that the little fox hung on his neck, and then pulled the little fox's powdery milk in front of him. , With a laugh, said: "Yeah, go back and make a fire."
There was a sharp tingling at the tip of the breast, and the little fox was even more embarrassed, and he was taken away by the man with two hums.
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"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooingingsomething's a little fox.
The little fox saw no one to take care of himself, and raised his voice a little: "Awwwwww!"
However, no one ignored him.
Mo Chen sucked his nose and sat down in the same place. Under his was a dry and warm hay that the man had found under his hands. In front of him was a bowl of fresh water filled with leaves. Mo Chen couldn't help but feel thirsty. The powdered tongue licked two times-the water was cool and it was sweet.
But all this can't hide the fact that a vine was put around his neck, and he was tied to the man next to the weapon on the ground, or even about to be eaten.
The vine is not long, about three feet in length, but it is thick and hard. Mo Chen held the vine in two claws and chewed it for a long time without biting it; and the man stuck it on the ground. Deep and steady, with the little strength after the dust has disappeared from the Xianli Aura, it certainly won't work.
It is going to be eaten.
The little fox thought of this tragic thing, and the sound became more and more pitiful, and he hummed and huddled on the haystack, tearing his tears anxiously, looking at the miserable.
Yu Wenmeng's men and him were at the fire, and when they heard the cry of the little fox, they looked at it and smiled: "When did the general have the leisure to save the little fox?"
They have been in immortality for a long time, and they have already broken the valley. Even if you can eat something, it will definitely not be the small animals full of filthy magazines in the human world, and although this little fox's body is very pure, but it looks miserable, how can it be mouthed? So when Yu Wenmeng said that he was looking for dinner, they knew that the general was looking for fun again.
The people in the fairy world said that their generals were cold, and they looked very fierce, but only their cronies who were close to the generals knew that the generals were still very approachable, and even joked with them.
Yu Wenmeng heard what the confidant Xie Xi said, sneering without explanation, and walked towards the little fox with the pottery bowl of the fairy liquid just adjusted.
Mo Chen looked at the man walking towards him, jumped up in fright, jumped up from the haystack, pulled four legs and ran back, but was trapped by the vines on his neck, and saw the man getting closer and closer to himself , Mo Chen was so anxious that he almost didn't plan a pit to bury himself.
He doesn’t want to die yet, he hasn’t been with Eun Gong yet, oooo...
"Aoao Aoao!" Suddenly hugged by the man, the little fox cried openly with his throat open, causing Xie Xi, who was staying by the side, to look in this direction frequently.
Yu Wenmeng was also taken aback by Mo Chen's sudden roar. He sniffed and stretched his hand to break the vine, wrapped around the little white fox's fox kiss, and blocked his mouth.
"It's noisy." Yu Wenmeng looked at the quiet little fox with satisfaction, sitting on the haystack where the little fox had just laid, put the little white fox on his lap, and picked up the little fox's bare forelegs. A small brush gave him medicine. "Quiet. Give you some sauce, otherwise it won't taste good."
Mo Chen was tied up, and when he heard the man say this again, the tears were even more fierce-is this man actually trying to roast him alive?
Yu Wen suddenly saw that the little white fox was completely silent, and his face was motionless, letting him move, and the smile on his face was even more disdainful: "Stupid."
However, after half of the "sauce", the little fox came back. This sauce does not have the spicy flavor of ordinary sauces, but it has the fragrance of herbs, and the pain on his forelegs was not only much lower after being coated with the "sauce", but also cool, very comfortable.
It turns out that this person does not eat himself, but heals himself.
Mo Chen looked not far away, holding a scroll that looked like a map, talking, without Xie Xi firing, and looking at the corner of his mouth with a smile of evil charm, only to say that he was going to eat him but he was taking medicine. The man finally relaxed and slumped on the man's lap.
"Don't hum?" Yu Wen sneered at the little fox on his leg, untied the vines tied to his mouth, and moved the brush upwards, painted him with a smooth skin behind him, mocking him , "You are so ugly."
It's a bit wrong to be said that Mo Chen is-his original form is very pleasing, although he later became fatter, and now the hair is bald, but ... should not be ugly where to go?
"Woo..." The little fox stretched out his two painted claws, not wanting the herbal juice on it to drip onto the man's pants.
After the pain in the hand eased down, the pain in the tail became obvious.
I don’t know if the demon stepped on his tail used spiritual power, Mo Chen would seem to hear the sound of the tail cartilage breaking, and even if it is not broken, it’s not much better. He just thinks that the tail is as boring as it is broken. Mud bouncing pain.
The pain was too painful, and the little fox blinked twice, and the tears in his eyes that ran from the pain ran down the corners of his eyes, wetting a strand of white hair.
"Why are you crying again?"