That night, Linghu Zhenzhen dreamed of the brilliant mountain scenery of Yunyu Mountain again.

The wind blows the red, yellow and green sea of ​​trees, like waves and ripples. The autumn sun shines on your shoulders, bringing a warm fragrance of dried flowers and plants.

Linghu Zhenzhen subconsciously turned around, and a young man in snow-white feathered clothes stood on the white stone by the cliff.

There was no blood, no face, his deep and dark eyebrows and eyes were quietly looking at her, as if thousands of words were about to pour out. The wind was rolling with long silky hair, and the ink-colored Taiqing ring showed a translucent beauty in the sunlight. He blinked and suddenly smiled at her.

Linghu Zhenzhen raised her foot and ran towards him, but it seemed to be blocked by a soft barrier again and could not get close to her. She stopped and stretched out her hand at him: "Qin Yuanxi, I miss you very much."

The persistence that had been determined suddenly melted the ice and snow. She thought of him so much, and it seemed that she would never see him in her life.

"I haven't forgotten you." She looked at him, "Can you come back?"

The snow-white figure came towards her slowly, and her gentle steps seemed to have no weight. He also stretched out his hand, his slender fingers were about to hold her hand, and he was about to touch her and then put it back. He only rolled up his sleeves and leaned over to wipe her tears.

Cold touch.

Linghu Zhenzhen opened her eyes, and the entire guest room was filled with thick wind and thunder and demonic aura. A dark cloud-like figure stood beside the bed, rolled up her dark cloud-like sleeves, and her fingertips were still stopping at the corner of her eyes.

Is it a dream? Not a dream?

It doesn't matter what it is. She turned over and hugged him, as if she was hugging a cold cloud into her arms: "Don't leave!"

The cold and gentle clouds spread their arms around them, and the room was filled with wind and thunder demonic energy gradually gathered. The heavy Yuan Fox put his chin on her arm, and he raised his head and stared at her without blinking. The green eyes seemed to be talking.

Linghu Zhenzhen stared at it in a daze, and suddenly felt it approaching it and rubbed the tears hanging on her chin with the tip of her nose. She shuddered and jumped up from the bed.

"You!" She raised the Yuan Fox high, it blinked and then slowly fell asleep.

*

On August 20th, it drizzles.

Senior Sister Linghu, who had been violating for half a year, returned to Yimaishan.

When Zhou Jing arrived at Yiguang Cliff, all the monks of all lineage had arrived, guarding outside the formation of the mansion gate, waiting for the master of the great vein inside to give an exciting conclusion.

"Second Brother is here too?" Zhou Jing looked at Lou Hao, who had not seen him for half a year, and could not hide his surprise.

The one who cares the most about the Soul Deal is this second senior brother. It is said that even Ji Yuan was hesitant and confused after being manipulated, but Lou Hao wanted to use all his strength to pull the master down, so that after he woke up, he was kept in the cave and embarrassed to see others.

But the second senior brother is the second senior brother after all, and he already looked as usual: "How can I miss such an important thing?"

At the beginning, everyone had accepted the most painful result. Linghu Zhenzhen took the demonic fox and left the Taishang Vein, and even the master of the Great Vein did not stop it. No one wanted to disturb this pair of misfortune lovers. But now there was suddenly a star of hope, and they were all waiting for a miracle where "maybe Yuan Xi's soul is really still there."

"The fox doesn't have ten baskets of medicine, but nine baskets, right?" Zhou Jing frowned and smiled, "No matter how much the soul is damaged, the ten souls can be replenished, and there must be no problem."

Shen Jun sneered, and before he could speak, Lin Ying was already talking heavily: "Why are you sneering?"

His tone softened: "I think it's okay, too."

Yu Bai smiled and said, "The medicines were all refined by the master. Few people in the world receive such treatment. And Linghu just said that he also gave the fox a soul-suppressing medicine refined by the head of Yin and Yang Fire Hall. I believe Lao Jiu will definitely come back."

"I'll wait for Lao Jiu to come back to fight!"

Ji Yuan has now become Chen Jun's second place, keen on both practicing and fighting. However, not only him, the affairs of the Immortal Saint are a heavy blow to everyone. This year, no one of the monks in the lineage has left their lineage to play. They all devoted themselves to practicing hard, which made the master of the big lineage very pleased.

Duanmu Yan asked a strange question amid the anticipation: "If Lao Jiu comes back, is it considered a human or a demonic spirit?"

Even Lou Hao was stunned and said carefully: "In theory, the demonic energy is sharp. Anyone who produces demonic energy has different physical properties than ordinary people, right? Think about it better, whether it is human or demonic energy, at least he does not have to worry about the problem of demonic energy spreading throughout his body in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, the formation of the Yiguang Cliff's mansion suddenly closed. The master of the Great Vein was rarely smiling, and he actually walked out with Linghu Zhenzhen's hand, just like a kind old grandfather in the world.

"Master!" The young monks couldn't suppress their excitement.

The master of the Great Vein, Wen Yan, said: "Xiao Jiu's soul is indeed still there."

He misjudged one thing: the demonic energy is good at extending inward and touching the soul, but no one has ever been entangled as deeply as Xiaojiu, most of which is to fight against the cold air in the artemisia, so he failed to detect the breath of the soul. But if there was no increasingly complete soul, the demonic energy would not have condensed to the point of almost physical porcelain.

A trace of tears flashed in the old eyes of the Great Vein Lord, but the next moment, he laughed: "I'm still alive! Good! Very good!"

Because the three or four masters of the meridians were unwilling to leave their meridians, the strength of the other masters was a little worse, and the vacancy of the two masters could not be found to fill the gap. The master of the meridians had to take on two positions, and talked happily with his disciples at Yiguang Cliff for a while, and then left in a hurry.

The monks rushed into the room and saw the very changeable demonic fox curled up and fell asleep. At first, it was just a vague shape like a black cloud, but now it seemed like a physical porcelain, clear and shiny, looking heavy.

"Can you just turn from a fox into a 9th?" Duanmu Yan always had strange thoughts.

Lin Ying's face was a little difficult, and she turned around and held Linghu Zhenzhen's hand: "If this is the case, I will cut a larger black leopard skin cloak for Yuan Xi, and ask the senior sister to advise him to wrap it in every day."

Chen Jun finally sneered smoothly: "If he doesn't wear it, I will beat him up."

Yu Bai slapped his shoulder hard: "What are you going to beat up on such a happy life? Let's flip through Lao Jiu's cave mansion, he must have hidden a lot of wine! I won't be drunk today!"

Last time they gathered together to talk about drinking like this. It seemed like a long time ago. Linghu Zhenzhen's alcohol content increased significantly in the past six months. She stopped drinking half a jar and kept her face still. She stood on the table and listened to them chatting in a wide and vast way.

After a while, Ji Yuan, who was already eighty-slightly drunk, came over again and hit her on the shoulder: "Even if the young sister doesn't have the dragon group flying blade, she is still my senior sister."

Duanmu Yan raised his foot and kicked: "Shameless! Who is your senior sister!"

After saying that, he came over and hit the other shoulder: "It's not only yours, but my senior sister."

Zhou Jing laughed so hard that the wine almost squirted: "You guys let Yuan Xi hear it carefully... Alas? The fox is awake?!"

The monks quickly turned around and saw that the demonic fox who had just shrunk into a sleeping ball was sitting upright at this time. The green eyes looked at the two haunted ghosts beside Linghu Zhenzhen with great disgust. Then they jumped down lightly and walked towards Linghu Zhenzhen gracefully, sat on her shoulders, and shook her tail heavily with the two heads leaning against her shoulders.

*

The sky became dark, and the drizzle outside the window turned into heavy rain. The late summer wind rolled the raindrops and wet the gauze by the window. Linghu Zhenzhen gently closed the wooden window and took off the small cloak for Yuan Fox on the soft collapse.

After the monks left, it fell into a deep sleep again. Perhaps because of the soul-sustaining medicine, it has been sleeping these two days.

Although she rushed back from a long distance and drank a lot of wine, she was not sleepy at all. She sat by the couch and played with her ears and tail for a while. She felt an anxious expectation that was completely different from the past. She really couldn't sit still, so she simply went to the yard to stroll.

He rushed to the cultivation quiet room for a moment. Linghu Zhenzhen remembered that she had never entered here before, so she immediately pushed the door open and looked inside.

The quiet room is not big, there is a soft and collapsed under the window, and there is a bookcase that is not big or small against the wall, and there is nothing else.

Linghu Zhenzhen took a random look at the book, which was explained by some explanations of Fenglei magic. At a rough look, the bookcase was full of books related to practice, but a thick book was placed on the bottom layer. When she opened it, she saw that the ink inside was dripping with Qin Yuanxi's words.

He was obviously very planning for his practice, and he had conceived from a long time how the wind and thunder technique should evolve, how the wind and thunder flying sword should be the most perfect, and how the killer moves and cold electricity can exert lethality to the extreme.

Suddenly, a page was no longer full of words, and only the word "fox" was written in a round and soft manner, and a vivid little fox was drawn below, with long eyes and long tail.

As if she was enlightened, she suddenly realized it.

Qin Yuanxi has never liked foxes, but a girl who liked the name of foxes.

His ears were inexplicably hot, and Linghu Zhenzhen continued to turn back. In his rigorous and meticulous practice plan, the little fox could often be seen rolling. Finally, there were many pages about her, but there were dense and orderly steps of practice. He wrote down carefully from how to guide Tengfeng, how to guide the Five Elements Art, and then how to practice Leihuo.

Unfortunately, luck makes people feel bad, and when they can be together, she will already know it.

Linghu Zhenzhen turned over the last page and there was a small portrait on it. A girl in a simple skirt had her fluffy hair tied up with a bun, as if she was opening her lips to speak, but she seemed to be smiling slightly.

Although the style of painting is not gorgeous, the brushstrokes are extremely gentle. I wish I could also rub the spring breeze into it and cut it into her appearance.

I wrote four words: All the quiet is good.

She suddenly felt that she had seen some unspeakable secrets belonging to Qin Yuanxi. His once obscure and wandering emotions, and his uncontrollable emotions were tortuous and twists and turns.

It turned out to have started so early.

The piano and serpent are in the throne, and everyone is quiet. The beauty they expect is always short. They can only snuggle quietly between the trap of fate for a moment, but they support each other and still have reached this point.

The sharp lightning fell on two thunder-induced stones on Yiguang Cliff, and the roar continued. Linghu Zhenzhen carefully put the book back to its original place. Suddenly, she heard the sound of being closed from the formation at the mansion gate. She hurriedly chased out, but saw Yuan Fox's white porcelain-like body flashing by in the thunderstorm night.

"Yuan Fox?"

She called out, but she didn't see it turn back. In the pouring rain, the fox flew very fast, looking at the direction of the Qianchong Palace.

There is a place where Qin Yuanxi disappeared.

Linghu Zhenzhen suddenly had an ominous premonition, and the wind rushed to chase after her. She suddenly rushed to the top of the thousand palaces, where there were already thunder clouds, and the winding lightning flashed endlessly.

Could it be that the fox's body will also turn into a thunderous spirit this time and leave?

She galloped like lightning, landed quickly outside the Qianzhong Palace's top hall. Suddenly, the voice of the master of the Great Vein sounded: "Zhenzhen? What's the matter?"

Linghu Zhenzhen didn't care about speaking and rushed into the hall. Yuan Fox's porcelain-like body was wrapped in thunder clouds, and the wind and thunder demonic energy was scattered little by little.

The master of the Great Vein said in surprise: "Is he trying to use the thunder clouds and wind to recall the demonic energy that spread that day?!"

As soon as the words were finished, the strong wind roared in the hall. In a moment, the huge thunder clouds and the wind were entangled, and gradually rolled around like a vortex. In the center, the wind and thunder demonic energy was like a little thick ink, and in just a moment, the thick wind and thunder demonic energy filled the entire hall.

Linghu Zhenzhen suddenly felt a little spiritual, and raised her foot toward the center of the vortex. The wind and thunder demonic energy that was rippling in the water with green ink, fading away. The majestic demonic energy of the hall gathered again, just like Qin Yuanxi's body turned into demonic energy that day. This time, the figure of the snow-white feathered roamed out and fell in front of her.

As if she was afraid of it was an illusion, she rushed straight up and hugged him.

The familiar fragrance lingers around you, warm and heartbeat.
Chapter completed!