The Heartless Mage Chapter 191: Unfortunate Bai Liuli

Inadvertently, he raised a hand and pushed the big white fox on his body. The weight of the big white fox is no less than that of an ordinary gray wolf, with heavy bones and flesh, thick fur, and extremely sharp teeth and claws. Wuxin didn't dare to use force against her too obviously, because she was afraid that she would give him a shot. Although the goblins have always kept a distance from his blood, the big fox with two or three hundred years of Taoism will not easily die on his blood, and if he is bitten by a fox, his neck is scratched and his face is smashed, what will happen at night? See Su Tao at home?

With one hand stuck in the other's snow-white fur, the feel of the fox fur really surpasses that of an owl's feathers. Wuxin also stretched out the other hand to the white fox, and scratched her gently: "Dabai..."

The white fox first squinted his eyes comfortably, then suddenly changed his face, and showed his big white fangs at Wuxin: "I'm not a dog, why are you scratching me?"

Wuxin immediately put up a gesture of surrender: "I can't eat, why are you bashing me?"

The white fox stood up like a trumpet horse, with two front paws on Wuxin's chest, and scratched like a drum: "I hate it, hate it, why do you think I'm rushing at you?"

Wu Xin slowly opened her eyes wider and wider: "Da Bai, you don't...still love me, do you?"

The white fox raised his head and thought for a while, opened his mouth again, and finally told him in a loud voice: "I don't know!"

Wuxin heard her sweet voice, so sad that she wanted to sigh: "Dabai, you let me go. Let's sit down and talk, okay?"

The white fox really withdrew its claws from him. Wuxin sat up and looked around the circle of big and small foxes, crying in his heart. The white fox was very happy to take care of himself, and did not change his personal shape, so he squeezed directly to Wuxin's side, and Wuxin was caught off guard, and was almost pushed by her. He steadied his body with one hand on the ground, turned his head unintentionally and complained, "Dabai, I haven't seen you for two hundred years, and you are becoming more and more powerful."

The white fox glared: "Don't call me Dabai!" Then she wiggled from beginning to end: "How did you call me two hundred years ago?"

Wuxin made a dumbfounded expression: "Xiao Bai?"

The white fox glared at him suddenly: "There is a better one, have you forgotten?"

If the white fox didn't show up, Wuxin really wouldn't remember what happened two hundred years ago. However, the white fox was always an amazing companion for him, so when the other party inspired him, he vaguely remembered the past. Swallowing at the white fox, Wuxin ducked back for a while: "Dabai, you and I haven't seen each other for more than two hundred years. Now that we meet again by chance, wouldn't it be better to be more solemn?"

The white fox immediately scolded the street willfully: "Fuck! I'm not serious!"

Wuxin is helpless under the siege of foxes. Frowning his brows and pursing his lips, he revealed a scowling smile. Slowly turning to the white fox beside him, he squeezed his throat to make a duck call: "Baby fox!"

When the voice fell, he turned his face forward, bared his teeth involuntarily, and stuck his tongue out. But before he could retract his tongue, a large claws had already been hit on the back of his head. Covering his head and dodging to the side, he shouted loudly, "You asked me to call, and you beat me after calling?"

Before the white fox could answer, there was already a circle of low-pitched laughter, giggling and inhuman. Wuxin turned his head around in embarrassment and suddenly pointed out, "Are you a fox? What are the weasels following along for the fun?"

A slender little weasel followed behind a red fox, and was snickering at first, but was unexpectedly discovered by Wuxin, and immediately frightened to hide behind the red fox. Wuxin couldn't tell the truth with the white fox, and wanted to turn his attention to the weasel, but the white fox was eager to reminisce and did not give him a chance to talk about him. With another claw at Wuxin's head, she scolded: "Heartless man, why did you say goodbye two hundred years ago without saying goodbye?"

Wuxin covered her head and turned to her: "Why? Because I don't want to be with you!"

The white fox quickly turned pale on the spot: "With my beauty, why don't you want to have **** with me?"

Wuxin, without hesitation, said one thing at a time, and began to talk to the white fox at length. It turned out that the white fox had just attained the Taoist form two hundred years ago, and was very excited. He changed three times a day, nine times every three days, he would be Zhang today and Li tomorrow. I don’t want to go out in the morning, but when I come home at night, I must not recognize who my wife is. Although it is a beautiful thing to be a groom every night, I have no intention of being different and just want to find a regular partner to live my life. The white fox is ever-changing all day long, and sometimes it turns into a gentleman. At home, there is no male or female, and Wuxin occasionally persuades her. She is used to being arrogant, but she is even more temperamental than Wuxin, and doesn't speak any sense.

The white fox has no exact appearance, and its life will not live at all. She doesn't sleep at night, sits on the bed to breathe and breathe; she doesn't cook during the day, because she loves boiled eggs, so she cooks a large pot of eggs every day, and she enjoys the smell of chicken excrement all over the house. Unintentionally wanting to make her a meal is really difficult, and it is often impossible to ask for nine out of ten, but scolding is enough. After living like this for more than a month, Wuxin really couldn't stand it anymore. He went home and had a showdown with the white fox, and wanted to walk halfway with her. The white fox didn't like him enough. Hearing this, he was furious and threw him an egg skin. He went to bed without a word, and went out the door the next morning, smearing oil on the soles of his feet and slipping away.

WuXin is conscious of being very reasonable, but I have to see how the white fox answers. After more than two hundred years of growth, the white fox has become more and more superior in mana and has become more irritable, but it is not more reasonable than it was two hundred years ago. Wuxin made her speechless, and shook the long beards on her mouth in disapproval. She was speechless, and suddenly tilted her head on Wuxin's shoulder, and a triangular ear rubbed against Wuxin's cheek. Wuxin was unmoved, raised his hand to secretly rub the Bai Liuli hidden in his chest, and wanted to ask the other party to help and drive away the white fox. However, Bai Liuli hid in his arms, listening with interest to him and the white fox turning over the old accounts, and refused to take action on her own accord.

Wuxin was alone and helpless, and the white fox tried to overcome the rigidity with softness, and rubbed his body happily, suddenly moving her nose, she straightened up and asked Wuxin: "Why do you have a ghost in you?"

Inadvertently raised his eyebrows: "I am either a person or a ghost, and it is not uncommon for ghosts!"

The white fox gleamed his fangs: "Wow! Then I'm back with you now, you're going to let your ghost concubine get out of here!"

Wuxin shook his head: "No, I don't love you anymore. If you want to get out, you are going to get out. I want to be in love with my ghost concubine forever."

Bai Liuli hid in a big padded jacket and couldn't help thinking about it when she heard this: "The ghost he said is not me, is it?"

When the white fox heard this, he became furious on the spot: "Ow! If you have the ability, bring your stinky **** who can't be reborn or reincarnated in front of me, and see that my aunt doesn't turn her into smoke!"

Wuxin shrugged his shoulders: "A ghost, you can see it but you can't touch it. If you don't hit him, it will be a puff of smoke."

The white fox looks like a vengeful star: "It's all turned into smoke and still so showy? You can't see it, you can't touch it, you can't kiss it, you can't hug it, what are you asking her for?"

Wuxin wrapped his knees with one hand, looked into the distance and bit his fingers: "I want him to have a high level of spiritual beauty, and I also want him to not eat, drink, or spend money to support him."

The white fox is used to doing whatever she wants. She lives happily without Wuxin. Now she meets Wuxin unexpectedly. within her consideration. Hearing Wuxin's compliments to a ghost, her heart lit up with jealousy, and she opened her mouth and screamed like a fox: "No matter what! Where is your ghost concubine? Auntie will tear her up!"

It's her sentence that I'm waiting for. He tilted his shoulders and turned to the white fox, and he replied with a smile on his face: "My dear ghost baby is not by my side now, if you have the ability, go to me tonight and see if my ghost baby won't be bald. Hair!"

The white fox put his tail forward and replied arrogantly: "Okay! Tonight is tonight! If I win, you have to follow me obediently!"

Wuxin nodded again and again: "Then can I leave? Dabai, let's see you at night."

The white fox stretched out his mouth: "Kiss before leaving."

Wuxin really doesn't want to kiss the white fox, but if he doesn't kiss, he will have to fight a lot of petty lawsuits. He closed his mouth and touched his lips with the white fox. He stood up and clasped his fists at the white fox: "I'm really gone, do you know where my home is? Don't look for the wrong one!"

Then he picked up the birch branch he used to tie the rabbit, and ran and jumped away.

After leaving the fox's land, Wuxin didn't rush home, but continued to hunt by jumping up and down. At the end, he caught two big-tailed squirrels, he stopped and started looking for sparrow dung all over the world. While searching, he called out, "Bai Liuli!"

The throat cooled, as if the wind was blowing from his neckline. Bai Liuli appeared in the woods that covered the sky and the sun, still reminiscing about the unintentional love history: "What's the matter?"

He said absentmindedly: "Be prepared, there may be a vixen to tear you up tonight."

Bai Liuli stared at him in a daze, and didn't understand for a while. It wasn't until a few minutes later that she realized it, and she immediately became angry: "What does this have to do with me?"

Wuxin is full of bad water, and replied indifferently: "Who knows!"

Bai Liuli couldn't figure it out anyway: "Why me?"

Wuxin raised his head and looked for the bird's nest in all directions, wanting to touch a few eggs to eat: "It's Dabai who wants to tear you up, but it's not me who wants to tear you up, how do I know?"

Bai Liuli listened to the lively for a long time, and finally heard it and set her on fire. Looking at Wuxin with his mouth open, he didn't know where to start: "You—I—she—"

Wuxin squatted down, took off his cotton shoes, and began to climb the tree: "The three-hundred-year-old vixen is old enough to be your grandmother. She is definitely not a vegetarian. Don't underestimate the enemy, beware of being beaten by her. Three long and two short."

Bai Liuli frowned and stared. A three-hundred-year-old fox is also a fox. It would be a shame for him to fight with a fox! Besides, he didn't know the fox, so why did he fight with the fox?

At this point Wuxin has climbed to the top of the tree. Reaching out his hand, he took out an egg from the bird's nest and stuffed it into his mouth. Let's go!"

Inadvertently stuck a squirrel with a branch and returned home, smashed the eggs with laughter, and ate omelettes with meat oil with Su Tao. Bai Liuli had already become an enemy of him, and she refused to stay close to him to keep warm. Climbing into the tent alone, he got under the owl's belly, coiled up and hid in each other's feathers. The owl was sleeping and didn't notice it.

Time is fleeting, and in a blink of an eye it's dark. Wuxin took Su Tao to lie down on the animal skin mattress by the fire pond, Su Tao looked up curiously: "Why didn't the owl go out tonight?"

The owl huddled in the corner, looking around like two large-eyed searchlights. The demonic atmosphere outside the tent made him afraid to go out. Trembling with feathers, he covered Bai Liuli beside him with one wing.

Wuxin pressed Su Tao's head down: "He's not hungry today, he doesn't need to hunt. You sleep with you, be good."