There were no plants and trees on the bamboo mountain. Taishang Daozu chose this mountain to be built and started planting trees.

These trees were not planted randomly. They formed a semi-natural maze with the water veins of Zhushan. Large beasts and ordinary people who had never cultivated aisles entered them. At most, they turned a few times and then turned out in a daze.

In Zhushan, where large beasts were impossible, there was a trap of hunting large beasts. Needless to say, this must have been carefully prepared by those fools for Song Qian.

The soil at the bottom of the pit was solidified, and Song Qian fell down, and with a bang, the leaves around him shook.

The fan pendant was not far ahead. He wanted to get up to pick it up. As soon as he moved, a heart-wrenching pain came from the bones of his calf. He tried to grit his teeth and persevere. After working hard several times, he failed, so he had to drag his legs and crawl over.

He took the fan pendant into his hand, patted the dust off, rubbed it a few times, and felt a rough and harsh part of his hand. He frowned and raised the fan pendant to check it out to the moonlight. After seeing it, he not only saw a small gap on the fan pendant, but also saw the second "gift" prepared by the group of fools.

The eyes that emitted a faint light in the darkness were rising and falling against the edge of the pit, eager to try to jump into the pit.

Wolf, these are many wolf!

Song Qian held the fan tightly, and his heart calmed down.

He was originally a redundant person, at home and at Qingjingtai.

It’s good to die, but you don’t have to care about other people’s gazes when you die, and you don’t have to be sad anymore.

He leaned back, leaned against the pit, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for the last moment to come.

Ao Wow!

Come?

Awwoo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

This sounds a bit pitiful.

He opened his eyes and happened to see a majestic nine-tailed fox beside the pit slapped a wolf with one claw. The nine-tailed fox was snow-white all over, and only the tip of the tail was fiery red.

Tushanling!

His heart trembled, and he raised his head and shouted, "You run away!"

Tu Shanling swept her body, her tail swept away the two wolves who attacked her, and took the time to reply, "Who do you look down on me?"

She snorted coldly, stomped her claws on the ground, and flames rose up on her body. When she slapped the wolves who were alive and dead, she slapped one and burned one. Soon, more than a dozen wolves were burned to ashes.

Fire control is a talented skill of the Tushan clan. However, Tushanling was too small and felt a little tired after killing more than a dozen wolves. But she didn't want Song Qian to see that when she jumped to the bottom of the pit, her head was still tilted high.

She shook her tail and sat in front of Song Qian, "A Qian, why are you so stupid? You can be fooled! The dead branches and leaves that are paved with people are different from the dead branches and leaves that fall naturally. No matter how fake the people paved with people are, they are too neat. Can't you even see this?"

Although he was criticizing, Song Qian was not annoyed when he heard it, and just stared at Tu Shanling.

Tu Shanling also looked at Song Qian with her head tilted, and thought to herself: Did she scold her too much and scold this person stupid?

She was silent for a while, opened the small bag hanging around her neck, took out a pack of things, she stretched out her paw and patted the veil, pointing to the things inside to introduce, "This is a fox cake, this is me, this is my father, this is my eldest brother, this is a pity that my mother is not a fox, and she has no share."

After she introduced her, she raised her face and said with a smile: "Please eat."

Song Qian looked at the fox cake on the veil, without saying anything or moving, and his expression was a little complicated.

Tu Shanling ran to Song Qian and sat down, raised his claws and patted Song Qian on the arm, "Do you dislike him?"

Song Qian shook his head and said in a nutshell: "It's a bit strange."

Tu Shanling widened her eyes, wishing she could stretch her claws to open Song Qian's eyes so that he could see clearly, "What's so strange, it's obviously cute."

Song spent a while of silence before saying, "Eat yourself, eat your father, eat your younger brother?"

Never thought of Tu Shanling of this festival: "" She suddenly became angry and embarrassed, "Do you eat it?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Song Qian's lips, and he picked up a piece of fox cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Tu Shanling looked at him expectantly and asked, "Is it delicious?" The tail behind him shook unconsciously.

Song Qian nodded, "Sweet, delicious."

The sweetness in the mouth seemed to soak into the heart, and the heart also became sweeter.

Tu Shanling narrowed his fox's eyes so much that he smiled, and patted Song Qian's arm, "From today, I'll cover you."

Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa.

A light sound fell and a stench came out.

Tu Shanling frowned in her sleep by the smell of heart-pounding. She turned over, turned over and finally woke up.

vomit.

She held the edge of the bed and retching, her stomach was empty and nothing was vomiting out.

She covered her mouth and nose, opened the door and left the house, and saw several naughty boys lying on the wall, holding eggs in her hands, eager to gesture, as if she was aiming at somewhere in the yard.

They were not nervous at all when they saw Tushanling. They even stuck out their tongues at Tushanling when they had time, and then they slowly retracted back to the next yard, without any sense of being caught in the guilt of doing bad things.

Tushanling: ""

Do you want to peck at these chickens?

Tu Shanling suddenly wanted to laugh. She was bullying the children and bullying them out of habit.

She helped out and leveraged the power, stepped on the tree beside the wall, jumped onto the wall, and looked down. The naughty boys gathered together, headed against their heads, and muttered to discuss how to hit Tushanling without knowing it.

Tu Shanling smiled slightly.

Forget it, it's impossible, it's impossible in this life.

She exuded a little momentum, and the hens who were pecking insects and eating stones in the yard suddenly stiffened and fell to the ground with trembling.

"Ah, my chicken."

The little boy ran to the chicken and circled anxiously, but when he saw that the chicken was really dead, he immediately became anxious and squatted down to pinch the chicken's wings.

Tu Shanling slammed her fingers, and the hen stood up, giggled twice, nodded, spread her wings, landed on the little boy's head, and then pecked.

Let the chicken peck at the Caicai chicken.

"Ahhhhhh, my head, my head."

The naughty boys had already unified the front line. Seeing that their friends were bullied by chickens, they could not stand there, so they rushed over to catch the chickens.

Tu Shanling snapped her fingers a few more times, and the hens who were lying on the ground pretending to be dead stood up with their wings, using their wings and chicken feet, and climbed onto their heads along the trousers' pants and clothes.

The chicken feet are very sharp. When they encounter resistance, they grab them and penetrate into their clothes and pants, making them scream.

This is just the beginning, and what they call is still coming.

The hens stood up on their heads, grabbed their hair tightly with their claws, and pecked them leisurely. They pulled the hens, but the pain was still their scalp, and they didn't dare to move rashly for a while.

Tu Shanling clapped her hands and smiled, "The children, come over and stand in a row."

These naughty boys have always defined "Song Ningyin" as a target that can be bullied. Now that I am not willing to listen to her, they all stood there with a stubborn face.

Dong!

The hens pecked their heads heavily, heavier than before, and a younger naughty boy immediately burst into tears.

"Don't cry."

The naughty boy continued to cry.

Dong!

The naughty boy cried louder.

Dong!

The naughty boy finally had a glimmer of enlightenment, stopped crying, stood in front of Tushanling, and the hen really stopped pecking him.

When he looked at Tu Shanling again, there was a hint of horror in his eyes.
Chapter completed!