"Okay, Brother Lang," the little girl breathed out, "I'm going to enter your body."
The little girl's figure gradually disappeared, and Hong Lang's eyes became brighter and brighter. Finally, the little girl disappeared completely, and Hong Lang's eyes became piercing.
Hong Lang adjusted his posture, sat on the bed, and waited.
Xiao Liuzi stood up in shock and walked to the yard to continue making tea.
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The clouds are running.
At this time, "sweating profusely" is the most appropriate way to describe him. The sweat not only penetrated the back of his clothes, but also filled his shoes with water.
This is early autumn weather.
Yun Kong concentrated his mind, and a breath of energy was concentrated in his Dantian. He thought "Fast!" The energy rushed to his feet, and he ran faster.
His senior brother Yan Kong sacrificed his life to save a black fox without knowing it. He couldn't let his senior brother waste his efforts in vain.
He must not let the black fox die.
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Beishen Sou's iron-tired golden arrow has been attached to the divine arm crossbow.
He jumped over the wall of his farmyard and saw Xiao Liuzi still squatting making tea. The tea in the pot was almost dry.
Xiao Liuzi's eyes were dull, and Beishensou ignored him and strode straight to his son's room.
He can feel the smell of monsters, and he can immediately detect the direction of monsters.
He pointed his arrow at his son's room.
But he was shocked.
What Bei Shensou saw was that his son was sitting upright on the bed, looking at him with energy.
He had never seen his son so energetic.
But he also smelled the evil spirit.
"Lang'er! Are you Lang'er?"
"Dad!" It was his son's voice.
"Are you okay?" When Old Beishen heard that it was indeed his son, his concern arose spontaneously. The red light between his eyebrows suddenly faded, and the bow and arrow in his hand relaxed.
But he still hasn't forgotten the evil spirit.
He didn't care.
He knew that his arrow had entered his son's body, and he felt very painful.
Now that his son was alive in front of him, he was so happy that he burst into tears. He dropped his bow and arrow and hugged his son desperately.
He had never been so cowardly, never so emotional in his life.
He knew he almost killed his own son.
He didn't care.
Even if it was a monster that entered his son's body, he didn't care.
"Dad," Hong Lang said, "Qing'er saved me."
"well……"
Bei Shensou was so excited that he patted his son on the back, "Who is Qing'er?"
"I...I've known her for a long time..."
Beishen Sou suppressed his tears, calmed himself down, and said, "Is she a fox spirit?"
"I..." Hong Lang licked his lips with his tongue, "She was originally a fox."
"Where is she now?"
Hong Lang looked at his father's eyes.
He couldn't see the murderous intent.
Beishensou's eyes were full of care and pity.
Hong Lang blinked and made up his mind, saying, "Dad, she is..."
The bankers, servants, and disciples of the Hong family finally saw the manor.
Those with better qinggong skills were ready to jump over the wall, while those with poorer skills had to find the village gate to enter.
Unexpectedly, a figure suddenly flashed across and rushed in front of them.
Everyone's eyes were dazzled when they saw that the figure had climbed over the wall.
That's Yunkong!
Yun Kong walked into the manor and saw a servant squatting down to make tea. The servant paid no attention to him. Yun Kong went over to take a look and saw that the water in the pot had already been boiled dry and the teapot was red with heat.
Yun Kong felt very uneasy, so he looked around.
I saw a strange aura coming from a brightly lit room, which made Yunkong feel even more uneasy.
Yun Kong slowly walked over and saw Beishen Sou and a young man.
Bei Shensou turned his back to the sky, clenched his hands, and sweat slowly dripped from his fingers.
Yun Kong couldn't see Beishen Sou's expression.
But he saw the boy's face turned red by the red light!
After Black Fox got on Hong Lang's body, a wonderful communication took place between the two.
Hong Lang suddenly found that he had glimpsed into the heart of Hei Hu, his "younger son".
Hong Lang saw a scene.
It was a fox den in a cave high on the mountain.
The air in the mountains is refreshing, the ancient pines are towering into the sky, and they are full of spiritual energy. There are about a dozen foxes of various sizes in the fox den. They live a very leisurely life, drinking from the sweet spring and eating pine cones.
One of the foxes is brown all over and is the eldest among them. It always curls up on a big rock, doing breath-taking exercises or watching what's going on around it to protect its people.
There was only a "swish" sound, and the old fox whined and fell down from the top of the boulder.
The following three arrows killed three more foxes.
Some foxes reacted quickly and turned around to run away, while others were shot dead before they could recover from the surprise.
An old voice was shouting: "Kill quickly! Kill quickly! Lest those beasts practice sorcery!"
The black fox was already over 100 years old at the time. It knew it was no match for the enemy, so it had no choice but to escape from the nest quickly.
As he was escaping, he heard another old fox wailing: "We are practicing immortality here, where are the magic arts?" Before he could finish his words, a sharp arrow pierced his throat.
The black fox looked back and saw clearly that the person who fired the arrow was a young man in his teenage years, and blood-red light was shining between his eyebrows.
It will never forget that red light in its lifetime.
It’s a mountain forest in a paradise on earth!
It was splattered with blood and became a scene of massacre!
The black fox ran in tears, an idea ignited in its heart.
It must make this young man regret it!
Another sixty years have passed, and the black fox is already full of spiritual energy, but the anger in his heart has never subsided.
It finally found the young man. The young man was old, with sparse white hair, but the blood color between his eyebrows was still the same.
It knew that this young man had an only son, so it planned to let him experience the pain of losing his family, making this man who had never been moved when killing people miserable!
When Hong Lang saw this, he was shocked to realize that the young man's son was himself, and "Qing'er" was coming to kill him.
Hong Lang felt Qing'er's mood when she met him for the first time.
That's mercy.
Two months ago, Black Fox saw this frail young man, who lay in a hospital bed almost 365 days a year. He took medicine and rested every day. His only friend was the servant Xiao Liuzi.
From its eyes, it could see countless resentful spirits surrounding Honglang. They were all beast-shaped resentful spirits, or strange-looking resentful spirits whose identity was unknown.
This is retribution!
The black fox's compassion grew. Killing was not its original intention. It knew that the boy did not have long to live, so it was better to let him live happily.
Honglang's tears flowed down his face.
This was the first time in his life that he cried.
He has been cared for since he was a child, with every mouthful of food and water being served, and he has never worried about anything.
He has been very weak since he was a child and has never cried since he was born.
He has spent more time alone than ever since he was a child. He doesn't understand the ways of the world and doesn't know what it means to be sad.
However, when he felt Qing'er's thoughts, he was so grateful that he shed tears.
Hong Lang looked up and saw his father coming in from the door.
When he saw the look in his father's eyes, he knew it was the strongest kind of care.
"Dad, it's inside me."
Beishensou's eyebrows suddenly lit up red!
He thought he wouldn't care.
But he is no match for the education he has received since childhood.
He was no match for subconscious killing.
He couldn't stop doing what was natural.
All of this is madly destroying the power of family affection.
Veins appeared on Beishensou's arms, and sweat broke out all over his body.
His head hurt, it hurt.
What is in front of him is his only son!
"Dad, let it go..." Hong Lang begged.
Bei Shensou's whole body started to tremble, his whole face turned red to his ears, and his brows were furrowed.
"Dad, you killed his whole family, can't you let him go?"
"Nonsense!" Beishensou shouted: "It's a monster and it's here to harm you!"
"But..." Hong Lang pulled open his shirt, revealing arrow marks, "It saved me..."
People started to become noisy, servants, bankers, and disciples all came over and gathered outside the door.
Yun Kong was extremely anxious, but didn't know what to do.
Beishensou felt that he was going crazy.
He heard his grandfather's voice: "Kill monsters and eliminate monsters, God is just and fair!"
He heard his father's voice: "Monsters are not human, so why not kill them?"
His head hurt very much.
He had killed countless mountain spirits and ghosts in his life, and he never hesitated for a moment.
In front of him, he hesitated for a long time.
Yun Kong didn't dare to say anything and just waited to see what would happen. He was worried that it would cause adverse consequences.
