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Chapter 10 Xiaobai

When Ye Xiaoyang returns, the setting sun is like blood, the colorful clouds are dazzling, and the moon is about to emerge from the sky.

When he wanted to push the door and enter, Ye Xiaoyang's heart tightened, and a blood stain appeared in front of the door. He guessed everywhere, but he didn't know who was left or whether it was in his room.

Ye Xiaoyang held the sword in his hand tightly and was ready to unsheath at any time. He slowly pushed the door with the other hand, and was very alert.

Inside the house, a snow fox looked at him with fear and pain.

The fox was covered with snow-white fur, but at this moment he was lying in a pool of blood. The blood had stained his fur. Seeing Ye Xiaoyang pondering weakly.

Ye Xiaoyang thought about why the fox was injured and why he ran into his room. He quickly went over to check the fox's injuries and found that the wound was deep in his chest. If he did not stop bleeding, he might die.

Ye Xiaoyang was busy until late at night before he treated the wound for the fox, and briefly bandaged it to save his life.

"I have never seen a fox in Shenlin Mountain before. Where did you come from? Who hurt you? It's so pitiful." Ye Xiaoyang murmured while frowned, and gently carried the fox to the bed.

"But don't worry, I will definitely cure your injury. You can rest here with me these days!" Ye Xiaoyang stroked the smooth fur of the white fox, so white, as snow, so slippery, as silk, so pure, as clouds...

I wonder if the white fox understood Ye Xiaoyang's words, but he rubbed Ye Xiaoyang's hand while pondering, which made Ye Xiaoyang love this little fox.

"Yesterday, my Shenlin sneaked into a thousand-year-old fox demon. Although he had been seriously injured by my disciple, he still let him escape. If any disciple finds out, report it to your Master Xunzhu in time."

The leader's words after morning exercise made Ye Xiaoyang figure it out for a long time, and he thought to himself: "Is the Thousand-year-old fox demon the white fox in his room last night, but the fox is so pitiful and its eyes are so simple. How could it be the Thousand-year-old fox demon?"

These days, Ye Xiaoyang took good care of the injured fox and gave it a cute name "Xiaobai". Since the leader said that Shenlin had a fox demon, Ye Xiaoyang did not dare to carry Xiaobai out of the house easily because he was afraid that Xiaobai in his arms would be the fox demon in the mouth of everyone. Even Li Nuoer and Senior Brother Changhong often came to help him cook, but never met Xiaobai.

After more than ten days, Xiaobai's injuries were basically healed. Every time Ye Xiaoyang pushed the door in, Xiaobai always rushed into Ye Xiaoyang's arms and became intimate, and kept spinning around Ye Xiaoyang, as if he was a little wild horse that had broken away. Seeing Xiaobai's body improve day by day, and his snow-white fur became more and more shiny, Ye Xiaoyang knew that the days when he and Xiaobai were separated were getting closer.

Although Ye Xiaoyang didn't want to believe that Xiaobai was the thousand-year-old fox demon in the leader's mouth, although Xiaobai has added a lot of joy to his life these days, Xiaobai does not belong here...

The morning light is dim and the warm sun is still there. Ye Xiaoyang finished his morning exercise early. Today, Ye Xiaoyang planned to secretly take Xiaobai out for some breathing and experience Shenlin's landscape. Since Xiaobai came to Shenlin, he has been stuck in his room. Now Xiaobai's injuries have almost recovered, and it is time to go out for some breathing.

The sun is bright, with the fragrance of flowers, the coolness of water, the mist of grass, and the pleasant singing of birds.

A snow-white fox was running on the grass, so free and unrestrained. It was very white, like snow, and the whiteness was incompatible with the surrounding scenery.

It was just playing tricks in the warm sun, staring at the grasshopper, jumping lightly to touch the butterfly, and keeping fun around the owner, without any bonds, and just like a child.

Maybe it has no parents, no one knows where its cave is. It rolls on the grass, embraces the rising sun, eats flowers when hungry, drinks spring water when thirsty, and sleeps beautifully on the grass when sleepy, and has such cute expressions when it is sleepy. Maybe it dreams of something. The moonlight is like a layer of gauze draped on it, and the grasshopper plays a wonderful song to urge it to fall asleep. There is no time or pain here...

At this moment, Xiaobai might be tired of playing, so he lay quietly beside Ye Xiaoyang and fell asleep sweetly, buried in his two cute front paws, as if he was preparing to have a beautiful sleep to avoid the dazzling light.

While Ye Xiaoyang gently caressed Xiaobai who had been with him for more than ten days, he thought that he was really reluctant to send it away soon.

Ye Xiaoyang took Xiaobai, who was still sleeping soundly, and went to the purple bamboo forest together...

Ye Xiaoyang came to this place in the kitchen except for morning exercises. He found that he said a lot to his grandfather and did not repeat it every day.

The purple bamboo forest is still as quiet as usual. Did one or two birds sing songs? It seemed that they had already become an acquaintance with Ye Xiaoyang. A breeze blew from the deep bamboo forest, a bone-thrusting coolness was very refreshing.

"Grandpa, look at who I brought here? This is the Xiaobai I mentioned to you a few days ago." As he said that, Ye Xiaoyang subconsciously looked down at Xiaobai in his arms, but he didn't know when Xiaobai had woken up. At this moment, a pair of black chirping eyes were looking at him, quietly snuggling in his arms.

Ye Xiaoyang placed Xiaobai next to him and sat cross-legged.

"Grandpa, you don't know Xiaobai. Today I am so happy because Xiaobai has just recovered from a serious illness today. He has been bored in my room for many days. Today is the first time I took it out to play!" Ye Xiaoyang said, a kind of happiness and joy overflowing on his face. It seemed that there was really someone sitting in front of him and listening carefully. However, the response to him was a cool breeze with Buddha's face.

"It's a pity that Xiaobai is not a Shenlin. I know that sooner or later it will leave..." Ye Xiaoyang's mood became low again.

Xiaobai listened carefully to all this, as if he understood what he meant. While pondering in a low voice, he kept rubbing Ye Xiaoyang's sleeves.

Ye Xiaoyang took Xiaobai into his arms again and kissed Xiaobai's silky fluff. Ye Xiaoyang could clearly smell a special fragrance on Xiaobai's body. The faint fragrance rushes like his mind, as if he is in a paradise of flowers.

On the same day and night, a white shadow passed through the Shenlin. The white shadow under the moonlight seemed particularly mysterious. The white shadow first wandered around Shenlin, and then rushed into the Jishu Building on the back mountain of Shenlin with a whoosh. It was the Jishu Building that Ye Xiaoyang was responsible for cleaning frequently.

The bright moon soaks in the water-like sky, and drapes the silver light like gauze in Jishu Building. Through the gap between the two pine trees, the moonlight and the shadow of the tree form fragmented light spots, which is indescribable beauty.

The white shadow fell to the ground, and a thick white smoke turned into a snow-white fox. That was not, that was Xiaobai, the injured fox rescued by Ye Xiaoyang.

After brushing it, Xiaobai turned into a human form. A beautiful woman standing tall, wearing a white shirt and long skirt, a hairdress with a velvet white hair card, and a crystal pendant.

Her hair is exposed, her skin is as fine as warm as jade, soft as greasy, and her waist is not full, and she is charming and charming, so beautiful that she is so flawless and so unbearable.

Xiaobai, who turned into a charming woman, sneaked into Jishu Building, but he didn't know that his demonic aura had long been noticed by Master Shenlin...

In the library, Xiaobai looked around, as if he was looking for something. Finally, in a corner of the second floor, Xiaobai seemed to have found the book he was looking for. He looked through it seriously but heard the footsteps gradually under the library.

Xiaobai went downstairs and was immediately surrounded by Shenlin's disciples and was unable to flow. The Shenlin scholars all floated white, holding long swords in their hands, and their murderous aura was solemn.

The disciples gradually approached, but Xiaobai didn't take it seriously at all.

The disciples gave up a passage, and two Taoist men dressed in ink-colored Taoist robes came with their hands behind their backs. It was Guanjing Xunzhu's two sect leaders. The disciples bowed respectfully.

Guan Jing's eyebrows were entangled with a sense of evil violence and scolded: "The bold monster, you dare to break into the library at night. I really don't know the depth. The disciples still don't take action!"

Under the clear moonlight, dozens of long swords shouted with the sound, and stabbed Xiaobai with the sword energy.

Xiaobai's lips raised a charming smile. Although this smile was contemptuous, the next moment, the nine foxtails came out from behind Xiaobai. It was surprisingly difficult. Many Shenlin disciples were injured by Xiaobai's foxtail. Then Xiaobai used an inexplicable skill, and several other disciples responded to the end.

Xiaobai thought that Shenlin's disciples were numerous and many of them came to hear the sound, so he must not fight. After all, there were two Taoist masters who were deeply aware of the fact that they did not take action.

Xiaobai defeated the attacks of several disciples with one palm. The wind had risen in her feet, and she had already transformed into a wisp of white smoke. She was about to escape from the sky. After all, several disciples in white clothes flew out from the two pine and cypress trees beside the bookstore. Several people spread a huge golden net. Xiaobai, who was in the air, was caught by the net. For a moment, the golden light flashed. Xiaobai felt that his whole body was weak and could not use magic, and he fell down.

Taoist Guanjing snorted coldly, "The little fox demon also wants to escape from the demon demon, this net of heaven and earth is for you."

Looking at the painful fox demon who was tortured on the Internet on the ground, the disciples felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment and a sense of accomplishment of subduing the demon.
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