"Chiu..." The moment the sharp teeth pierced his body, Xiao Xu only had time to let out a cry of pain before his body flew into the air.
Pain washed over my senses.
Before it fainted, it seemed to hear someone's low voice, which was a little panicky.
The white fox's movements were too fast, and Shen Yanjin, who was always vigilant, did not react immediately.
When the fur on his shoulders disappeared, murderous intent flashed in the corners of his eyes, even he himself was not aware of it.
Shen Yanjin waved his sleeves wide, and with a cold hand that exuded a terrifying aura, he suddenly strangled the white fox's neck, raised it high, and stared at the white fox with an expressionless face.
"Chiji..." Fear flashed in the white fox's eyes. It opened its mouth in fear, and the little fat chick in its mouth fell uncontrollably and hit the ground.
He didn't move after falling like this, it looks like he's dead.
Everyone thinks so.
The head of the family was horrified. He stepped forward quickly and apologized, "Have mercy, have mercy!" The white fox was entrusted to him for care by a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest had great magical powers. If he knew that the white fox was killed here, how could he have the face to meet the Taoist priest?
He was trying to persuade the young man in the wheelchair, and when he saw the bird lying motionless on the ground, looking like a dead bird, he immediately said, "Young Master, please show some mercy..."
"I'll compensate you, is that okay?"
The young man was talking incoherently, and the other merchants in the yard couldn't help but feel sorry for him, and some of them tried to persuade him.
“Mr. Shen San, it’s just a bird. Brother Lin said he would compensate you with one, so just let Brother Lin’s pet go!”
"Yes, yes, it's just a bird. Besides, white foxes naturally like these small birds, so they accidentally bit your bird to death."
This group of people were three parts mocking and four parts indifferent, and none of them stood on Shen Yanjin's side.
A gust of wind blew, and Shen Yanjin's white cloud and green clothes slid, brushing the hem of her feet, her three thousand black hair fluttered, and her cloud sleeves billowed.
His whole body seemed to be oozing with the chill of winter.
“Crack.”
"Boom!"
Shen Yanjin waved his sleeves and threw the strangled white fox heavily in front of Lin Qingyi. Before finishing, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and carefully wiped the hand that had touched the white fox.
His eyelashes moved slightly, and he bent down to pick up the motionless little fat chick, slightly bent his cold, thin fingertips, and placed them on the small hole in the nose.
A faint but living breath.
He wiped the mud off the little fat bird's feathers, smoothed its hair, carefully put it in his sleeve pocket, and silently turned the wheelchair around.
Watching the murderer who killed the white fox leave.
Lin Qingyi's face was pale, and he looked at the dead white fox on the ground, speechless, as if he had swallowed his anger.
Lin Qingyi knew that his white fox deserved it, but he still couldn't accept it. He had raised it for half a year and now it was gone. He still felt reluctant to let it go emotionally.
But Lin Qingyi also knew that he had no right to ask for an explanation. Firstly, the young man was right first. Secondly, at the age of ten, the young man was favored by the emperor and appointed as an official in the court. In the future, he would surely be a powerful figure in the court.
From this point of view, Lin Qingyi has absolutely no qualifications to challenge.
"This...Brother Lin."
They were all stunned by the young man's aura, and watched his back as he left, with complex expressions in their eyes.
"Forget it, it's fate..."
Lin Qingyi sighed, bent down regretfully, reached out to pick up the white fox, turned around and handed it to the servant, and after instructing him to bury it, he discussed the circulation of goods and other matters with the merchants.
After Shen Wang helped Shen Yanjin, who was full of murderous aura, into the carriage, his aura suddenly changed.
His pupils turned red and his cold, thin hands reached into his sleeves.
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