Chapter 105: Married, I love him, and we slept together. Understand?
When Duan Anluo heard Si Cang's sneer, his heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.
I don't know why he was so slow to react to feelings this time. He reacted almost instantly and distanced himself from the other person: "Talk to me properly, don't act like I know you very well!"
The vixen was surprised by his attitude. Instead of shouting for war and killing, he kept his distance. This attitude was even worse than shouting for war and killing.
"Not familiar? We are not familiar with each other?" The vixen's eyes were filled with grief and anger: "You have forgotten the days when we were together day and night, and you actually said that we are not familiar. Qingyan, you..."
"You're talking nonsense! Even if we were friends before, we are still gentlemen. Don't be so ambiguous! If I really want to have something with you, my brother will beat me to death!" Duan Anluo's face looked ugly, with lightning flashing around him, lightning wrapped around his spiritual energy, and his fingertips turned white. It can be seen that he was really angry, very angry.
"Yin Li, I told you, if you call me by my given name again, I'll kill you!"
Yin Li bowed and said in a sad tone, "My Lord, I hope you are well."
"Fuck you!" Duan Anluo was so angry that his mouth twitched and he even swore.
Damn it! All the disguises I worked so hard to hide were exposed by this damn fox!
Duan Anluo's anger rose again. "You really haven't made any progress in these years. I don't want to hear anything, but you insist on saying it." He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said in a cold voice: "I said, if you dare to appear in front of me again, I will kill you!"
Yin Li smiled bitterly: "This time you took the initiative to come to me. Anluo, is the fate between you and me not over yet?"
He raised his hand and wanted to take off the mask on Duan Anluo's face. In his opinion, this thing did not affect his ability to see Duan Anluo's appearance clearly, but there was still a layer of separation.
However, before he could touch it, a black wall of fire burst out in front of him, mixed with purple lightning, and the two abilities were strangely fused together.
Yin Li felt a tingling pain in his fingertips, and the karmic fire and lightning forced him to take a step back.
He looked at Si Cang with cold eyes. The thunder was Duan Anluo's spiritual energy, and the black flame was from this man.
Under what circumstances can the abilities of two people be integrated together without any rejection, and face the outside world in unison without thinking?
Before he could figure it out, Duan Anluo couldn't help himself anymore, "Where's my knife? I can't bear it!"
Si Cang put his arm around Duan Anluo's waist and pulled him into his arms. Seeing Duan Anluo jumping up and down in his arms, Si Cang held him tightly, hugging him soothingly while glancing coldly at the vixen opposite him: "Do you have a grudge?"
Duan Anluo gritted his teeth and calmed himself down: "I stabbed him once before, and we're even now."
I didn't expect to meet him again. When Duan Anlu saw the other person's face, he wanted to punch him.
In addition, if the other party strips him of his real identity, what if Si Cang finds out his previous identity and believes the rumors? How will he explain this to Si Cang?
Duan Anluo became even angrier and wanted to beat that fox face into a pig head!
Si Cang said calmly, "I'll do it."
The waiter standing at the door saw this and quickly came out to speak for the boss: "Gentlemen, my boss is not very talkative. Please calm down first."
Don't hit someone who smiles at you. Duan Anluo had no grudge against the little fox. He retracted his outstretched arm helplessly, shook his hand, and looked grim.
The little fox explained respectfully, "Actually, he's been thinking about you for years. When we met again, he got excited and inevitably said something that irritated you. Please be magnanimous and don't take it personally with us demons. We're not as delicate as humans when it comes to emotions and we can't express them."
Duan Anluo's expression improved a little. It was a waste for this little fox to follow such a boss.
"After you left, a powerful demon was harassing the Xuanmen sect. The boss went to protect your Xuanmen disciples with injuries and nearly died. He came back and slept for hundreds of years before his wounds healed. Please forgive him for saving the Xuanmen disciples."
Saving the Xuanmen disciples really touched Duan Anluo's soft spot.
Duan Anluo was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and calmed down. "Forget it, the cause and effect were settled back then. From now on, we'll just pretend we don't know each other. Since you saved the Xuanmen disciples, we'll just pretend we've never met."
He also had promised Assistant Fang not to cause trouble. Anyone who could open a shop in the Ghost Market had powerful people behind them, and if they caused a big disturbance, it would affect the surrounding areas. He couldn't cause trouble for Fang Fang.
He grabbed Si Cang and warned Yin Li with a cold face: "Hold on tight, if you dare to hurt others again, I will kill you. Also! There is no relationship between us! Not at all! If you keep talking nonsense, I will chop you up!"
He pulled Si Cang to leave, but failed to move him.
Si Cang glanced at a tablet in the corner and narrowed his eyes.
Yin Li noticed Si Cang's hand around Duan Anluo's waist. Duan Anluo didn't even try to hide, letting him hold him. Yin Li's expression turned cold. "Who is he?"
Duan Anluo said bluntly: "None of your business!"
The waiter was anxious. He had just promised to try to smooth things over and get along as friends. Maybe there would be another chance. But the boss opened his mouth and got angry again.
Duan Anluo tried to pull Si Cang away, but failed. He had no choice but to hold onto his arm and pull him out, but unfortunately, he still failed.
Si Cang had no expression and no murderous intent. The more this happened, the more Duan Anluo felt that he was really angry.
Yin Li's face was filled with pain, her voice was low, she was really sad: "Is it really going to be like this between you and me? The knife you stabbed in my heart took me hundreds of years to heal. I have thought about it for hundreds of years, maybe I was wrong. I have a long life, I can wait for you forever, there will always be a day when I can impress you. I am just afraid that human lifespan is too short, I am afraid that we don't have enough time, and it will be too late..."
"Shut up!" Duan Anluo raised his hand and pointed it at him, just like when they were facing each other with swords, his tone was even more resolute than before: "Are you saying this to make my lover misunderstand?!"
When Si Cang heard this, he understood the relationship between Duan Anluo and the other party. When he heard the word "lover", his expression relaxed slightly.
Duan Anluo held Si Cang's hand, interlocking their fingers, and said word by word: "I'm married, I love him, and I've slept with him. Understand?"
Yin Li's face immediately turned dark.
Duan Anluola Si Cang: "Let's go."
Si Cang looked at Yin Li deeply, but in the end said nothing and let Duan Anluo pull her away.
Yin Li looked at Si Cang's back, which was equally cold, with a murderous aura that pierced his bones. Si Cang seemed unaware and was being pulled by Duan Anluo without looking back.
After leaving the ghost market, it was Si Cang who coaxed Duan Anluo in a low voice: "Today is your birthday, don't be angry."
Duan Anluo responded muffledly: "I'm not angry."
Han Xiaoqian asked quietly, "Master, is today your birthday?"
Qi You nodded: "Yeah, I didn't expect you to be so angry before dawn. I have never seen Master so angry."
Qi You's eyes were cold and ruthless like a wolf. He hated himself for being too weak and unable to vent his anger on his master.
When Han Xiaoqian saw this, he understood clearly: one gets angry only when one cares about his disciple, which also shows that this master is really good to his disciple.
He felt relieved. They probably weren't lying to him. No one was willing to act to this extent for him. Han Xiaoqian laughed at himself. He wasn't worth it.
Si Cang ordered: "Get in the car first."
Han Xiaoqian followed Qi You obediently. If he didn't obey the terrifying power these two men had just used, he would probably be slapped to death.
There was something else as well... Today was his cheap master's birthday after all, and he didn't want to make him unhappy today.
Si Cang hugged Duan Anluo into his arms and comforted him softly: "It's okay, don't think about it."
Duan Anluo calmed down. "Don't listen to that fox's nonsense. He's a complete scumbag. I have nothing to do with him! He's wishful thinking. He's sick. There's something missing in his brain! It's different from human thinking!"
Si Cang rubbed the top of his head and said gently: "Okay, find a place to stay first, and then you can tell me slowly."
"Yeah." Duan Anluo buried his head in Si Cang's neck, hugged Si Cang's waist tightly, listened to Si Cang's strong heartbeat, and his heart gradually calmed down.
The reason why he was so angry was that he had been deceived by this flashy fox before.
He never cared about race when making friends. Whether it was a fox or a rabbit, as long as they were good-looking and didn't do evil, he was happy to make friends with them.
At that time, his skills were still limited, and he could not see the aura surrounding the fox, nor could he see the marriage line.
Later, when he had gained more experience, he found out that this fox was full of love debts, amorous and dissolute, and specialized in deceiving young boys and girls who were ignorant of the world.
He deceived people into wanting to marry him and being with him, and some even committed suicide for him!
But he never stopped for anyone. Even if he died, he wouldn't even look at me.
Duan Anluo got angry on the spot.
You are charming, but do you have to find a sense of existence in these naive and ignorant people?
The fox said that he was sincere to every human being, at least when they were face to face, he was sincere and he did not lie.
Duan Anluo was so angry at this logic. You thought you were sincere to everyone, and you were so romantic, but they were crazy about you, mad for you, would not marry for you, would not marry for you, and would even die for you!
We only have one heart, how can we share it with so many people at once? How can we be sincere to everyone?
After all, monsters are monsters, and they think differently from humans.
Perhaps in the eyes of these powerful monsters, emotions are just something to relieve boredom in their long lives.
After losing interest, they turn around and look for the next one, leaving the previous one without any burden.
But humans are different. For innocent and naive humans, love is everything to them. After losing it, they will really be unable to get over it and may even seek death.
Therefore, Duan Anluo immediately severed his friendship and they were done with each other. They would be enemies the next time they met.
Unexpectedly, the fox actually fell in love with him and followed him for several months just to get Duan Anluo to go back to the mountain with him.
Duan Anluo became even angrier and started fighting on the spot.
What made him even more furious was that this fox had practiced Taoism for a thousand years and had ancient blood. Duan Anluo had a hard time beating him and could only drive him away again and again.
After he had clearly refused countless times, this fox dared to use force. The sedan chair was carried directly to the mountain gate, and red silk was hung all over the mountain forest.
Duan Anluo was extremely angry and fought a life-and-death battle in anger. From then on, the two of them had a deep hatred.
Of course, this grudge was unilaterally recorded by Duan Anluo.
In the eyes of the vixen, it was just a failed pursuit.
After all, the powerful monster, especially a male monster, has the instinct to: if he can’t get it, he will rob it; if he can’t rob it, he will continue to practice and rob it next time.
What male doesn't fight a few times when fighting for a wife? It's normal to be beaten by your wife.
"You don't like me, it must be because I'm not strong enough." This animalistic logic made Duan Anluo so angry that he almost vomited blood. The main reason was that this monster was really strong. Duan Anluo was not good at close combat, so it was very difficult to beat him.
I can’t think about it anymore. If I do, I’ll get angry again. I’m so angry, so angry that I feel uncomfortable.
Si Cang found a hotel nearby and booked two rooms. After separating from his apprentice, Duan Anluo explained the previous grudges to Si Cang, cursing him as he spoke. After he finished cursing, he felt less depressed.
"I hate male vixens the most! I really want to smack him in the face!"
Si Cang listened to him curse quietly and understood the root of the problem: after all, it was because he didn't fight back sincerely and was holding the anger in his heart, which made Duan Anluo remember it for so long.
If he could fight each time he met his opponent and crush him every time, Duan Anluo would not be so angry.
"I'll help you fight back."
"Forget it, let's not meet him again. He's very difficult to deal with, with thick skin and flesh, and ancient blood. I don't know which tribe he belongs to. Things are different now than before," Duan Anluo took a deep breath, "His identity is not simple. Don't cause hatred between the two tribes and don't cause trouble for the people."
Duan Anluo finished speaking and lay down. "Don't think about it anymore. I'll forget about it tomorrow morning after a good night's sleep."
Si Cang waited until Duan Anluo fell asleep before getting up and saying, "Keep an eye on him."
Xiaobai, who was coiled in Duan Anluo's pocket, turned to its original size, circled Duan Anluo, and raised its tail to signal: Don't worry, watch out.
As soon as Si Cang went out, he saw Qi You and Han Xiaoqian standing at the door, as if they had been waiting for a long time.
Si Cang paused, "Something?"
Qi You whispered, “I saw the gestures you made with that vixen.”
Si Cang curled the corners of his mouth, put his big hand on Qi You's head and rubbed it, "You have good eyesight, keep an eye on your master." After that, he left.
Qi You took two steps after him worriedly, "After all, it's a thousand-year-old monster, so be careful."
Si Cang didn't even turn his head and said calmly: "It's okay, I killed several of them."
Qi You: “…”
Han Xiaoqian: “…”
A piece of open space has been cleared between the mountains and forests.
The moonlight was pale, and Yin Li was leaning against a big tree, having been waiting for a long time.
Seeing Si Cang show up, the corners of his lips curled up into a half-smile, and his eyes flashed with teasing and a hint of imperceptible expectation.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." He stood up slowly and stared at Si Cang with cold eyes: "I thought you didn't dare to come."
Si Cang had a blank expression on his face. He approached with steady steps and said calmly, "It took some effort to coax him to sleep."
The smile on Yin Li's face froze slightly, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes. To him, these words sounded like naked boasting.
"Are you provoking me?" His fingertips curled slightly, demonic power surged secretly, and he had already started to kill.
Si Cang then looked him straight in the eye, his eyes still cold, and he stated a fact calmly: "You are not worthy, he doesn't have you in his eyes."
Yin Li's pupils suddenly contracted and his chest heaved violently. Every word Si Cang said hit his sore spot precisely. A sour anger mixed with embarrassment rushed straight to his head!
Is this what humans call jealousy?
He has been practicing for so many years, but he has always had emotional deficiencies. This is the first time he has felt this way.
"What does he like about you?" Yin Li didn't understand. What was it about him that made him inferior to this cold human? Hundreds of years of waiting and yearning, was this all it took for him to completely ignore her?
With a "clang" sound, Si Cang threw the scabbard to the ground and inserted it deeply into the rock.
"You don't understand humans," he said indifferently, his aura suddenly rising. "I'll use a method you can understand."
It's pointless to talk to a monster like this that follows the laws of the beast. Just give it a good beating, and once it's convinced, it'll naturally shut up.
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Duan Anluo stood by the window, looking at the changing weather in the mountains. He leaned on Xiaobai and shook his head with a smile on his face.
What does he like about Si Cang?
Si Cang has a strong personality, but he never asks him to do anything, and never even talks back. If they disagree, he will just coax him and indulge him without any bottom line.
Si Cang is clumsy in relationships and doesn't know how to sweet-talk. His only way is to treat him well, so well that no matter how others show their kindness, it will never be better than that. Si Cang thinks that this way he can keep him and no one else can take him away.
Duan Anluo admitted that Si Cang won.
No one can compare to this cherishment.
Qi You sensed Duan Anluo's spiritual energy fluctuations and knocked on the door before coming in. "Master, are you awake?"
Duan Anluo smiled and said, "How can he leave without worrying about me if I don't sleep? I have to let him vent his anger."
Han Xiaoqian, who was following behind, had his heart pounding. Fortunately, he didn't run away. This couple was very scary in every way.
Duan Anluo saw him and remembered, "Oh right, let your sister out. That damn fox made me so angry that I almost forgot about it."
Han Xiaoqian quickly released his sister. The five or six-year-old girl looked sickly, skinny and almost transparent, as if she could be blown away by a gust of wind. Her fragility was alarming.
Duan Anluo frowned slightly, and quickly made a gesture with his fingertips. A soft but firm "Soul-Fixing Spell" was injected into the little girl's body, stabilizing her soul that was about to dissipate.
"Just stay near the Soul-Nourishing Tree for half a month and you'll be fine," he said, speaking more slowly. "Take this opportunity to say goodbye to your brother. When the time comes, I'll personally send you into the cycle of reincarnation."
The little girl blinked in confusion, first looking at her brother, then imitated Han Xiaoqian's previous address and timidly said to Duan Anluo: "Thank you... Master."
Duan Anluo was amused by her calling him that he finally had a genuine smile on his face. He bent his finger and lightly tapped the little girl's forehead, "Little girl, you can't just call me Master casually. If anyone lays a hand on you, just for the sake of calling me Master, I will help you get revenge."
The little girl subconsciously turned her head to look at her brother, her eyes filled with dependence and inquiry.
Duan Anluo raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at him doing?"
Han Xiaoqian immediately stepped forward and said firmly, "I'll report it myself."
Duan Anluo looked at him scrutinizingly for a moment, then curled his lips and said, "Okay, you have ambition. I'm tired, let's talk about the details in the morning." He yawned casually, and when he turned around, he gave Qi You a quick look.
The meaning in his eyes was clear and unambiguous: keep a close eye on him, and if he still tries to run away, just tie him up.
Qi You nodded slightly, almost imperceptibly, his eyes calm, and understood.
The night was deep, and Si Cang quietly returned to his residence.
He did not return to his room immediately, but opened another room, carefully washed off the blood and dust, changed into clean and refreshing clothes, and made sure that there was no trace of fighting on his body. Then he returned to his and Duan Anluo's room.
Duan Anluo was still sleeping quietly, breathing lightly and evenly, as if he had never woken up.
Si Cang stood by the bed and looked at him for a moment, his eyes softer than he even noticed.
He gently lifted the quilt and lay down, his movements cautious, as if he were handling a rare treasure, and then gently pulled him into his arms. He wrapped his arms around his waist, resting his chin on the top of his soft head, and even breathed softly, for fear of waking Duan Anluo.
Duan Anluo actually lay down when the familiar breath returned, and he didn't move at all. Feeling the warmth and reassuring heartbeat coming from behind him, a smile quietly appeared on the corner of his mouth. Now he could finally sleep soundly.
At the same time, the situation on Yin Li's side was completely different.
The little fox was carefully treating the wounds on his body, and inevitably touched the sore spot, causing Yin Li to frown.
The waiter looked at the knife wounds that were not fatal but deep enough to reveal the bone, especially the once handsome face now covered in bruises and cracked mouth corners. He couldn't help but mutter, "Boss, you've clearly cultivated for five hundred years longer than before, how... how could you still lose like this..."
He didn't dare to say the word "miserable".
But I was muttering in my heart: You are a two thousand year old demon, how come you have never defeated a human in his twenties?
Upon hearing this, Yin Li simply closed her eyes, a bitter arc appeared at the corner of her lips, and eventually turned into countless curse words in her mind: E#%$!!
The human's attack was extremely ruthless and cunning. He avoided all vital points, but each blow was extremely precise and the strength was controlled just right. It caused him to feel pain in his bones but his life was not in danger.
Particular attention was paid to his face, and every blow carried an undisguised humiliation.
In addition, due to the special skills, the domineering spiritual energy is mixed with black fire, which adheres to the knife. When it touches the knife, it becomes sticky and can even burn the soul!
It will take at least half a year to recover from this injury.
As the waiter applied the medicine, he worriedly advised, "Boss, let's go back to the mountains and recuperate first... We probably can't snatch that person away right now."
"If you can't win, then just don't fight?" Yin Li was so angry that she overturned the table. Unexpectedly, the spirit tablet placed behind her was blown into pieces by the breeze.
The familiar blade on it made Yin Li pause, and then he became even angrier, "That man is not as obedient as he appears to be. He's pretending! It's all fake! That bastard has a really evil heart! Qingyan was deceived by him! Hiss!"
He covered his face, it hurt!
The waiter looked at the wound that was constantly bleeding and said helplessly, "Boss, if you were so good at pretending, you would have coaxed him back to the mountain long ago. Let's heal our wounds first, and then we can rob him, okay?"
Yin Li said with a cold face, "...Okay!"
Last night, Duan Anluo was angry with the vixen first, and then he was thinking about Si Cang going to fight. He didn't sleep well at first. When he woke up, he looked at the watch and it was already past ten o'clock.
I subconsciously looked around and unexpectedly found that Si Cang was still sleeping soundly.
At this moment, Si Cang's usual sharp expression had completely melted away, leaving him looking exceptionally gentle and peaceful. His breathing was even, and he slept soundly, completely defenseless.
Duan Anluo watched, his heart as if being gently brushed by a feather. He stretched out his finger and gently poked the other person's cheek, his voice still hoarse from just waking up: "Si Cang, it's dawn."
Almost at the same time, Si Cang's eyelashes twitched slightly, and he precisely grasped his rebellious finger. He didn't even open his eyes completely, but simply pulled him tightly into his arms. Then, with a neat turn, he trapped Duan Anluo under him.
A tall figure loomed over him, bringing with it the warmth and a hint of oppression that comes with just waking up. Duan Anluo was caught off guard, his face suddenly flushed, and his heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously looked away, nudged Si Cang's chest with his hand, and said in a weak voice, "Stop it."
Si Cang looked down at his flushed cheeks and evasive eyes, his eyes darkening. He remembered what Duan Anluo had said to the vixen yesterday, and deliberately lowered his voice, asking slowly, "You said you slept with me yesterday, was it just under the covers, or..."
Before he could finish his words, Duan Anluo covered his mouth with his hands, his ears turning red. "Just a blanket! Just a blanket!"
Si Cang's low laugh echoed through his palm, making it numb. Si Cang pulled his hand down and held it in his palm, gently stroking the back of his hand with his fingertips, and then pressed it lightly on the pillow, his eyes locked on him, not allowing him to escape.
"But I don't want to just cover myself with the quilt anymore," Si Cang's voice was low and serious, with a hint of subtle temptation, "What should I do?"
The two people's breaths intertwined, and the air was filled with an ambiguous and tense tug-of-war feeling.
Duan Anluo's heart was beating like a drum. He was at a loss as to what to do because of Si Cang's straightforward and passionate demands. His cheeks and ears were burning.
As their bodies intertwined and their breaths tugged at each other, there was a clear knock on the door. Qi You asked, "Master, are you awake? Someone has brought you a letter."
As if grabbing a life-saving straw, Duan Anluo immediately struggled to get up, his voice filled with panic and haste: "Wake up! Wake up..."
Before he could finish his words, Si Cang did not let go as he wished. Instead, he lowered his head and completely blocked his words with an irresistible kiss.
The kiss was brief but carried a declaration of intent. After they separated, Si Cang rested his hand against his forehead, his breathing slightly disordered but his gaze unusually deep. He said in a hoarse voice, "Go register. I've brought my ID."
Duan Anluo was stunned by this sudden turn of events, his brain almost stopped working: "Huh?"
Did the topic change so quickly?
However, what he didn't expect was that Si Cang changed his previous strong attitude and slowly buried his head in the crook of his neck. His voice was muffled, revealing an unprecedented, almost clumsy grievance: "Can we not have a wedding and register first, so that there won't be vixens thinking about you?"
The contrast was too shocking. The man who was usually cold, tough, and decisive, now showed such a weak attitude. Duan Anluo felt as if his heart was suddenly tightened by something, sore and soft, and all his resistance and hesitation collapsed in an instant.
He almost subconsciously clenched Si Cang's hand and blurted out, "Okay."
The author has something to say:
Vixen: See! He's just pretending!
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Push me to collect advance payment. It’s the same theme, although both are about fox spirits, but the fox spirit in the new article has nothing to do with this fox spirit, haha~ There is still a month before the completion, so I will push as much as I can and try to collect advance payment: "Becoming a fox fairy in Jinjiang, believers and enemies are scrambling to worship me!" Copywriter: Hu Jiuli, a reserve immortal of the Qingqiu fox clan, ended up in the Heavenly Court Neighborhood Committee after failing to transcend the calamity, not in the Hell Reincarnation Office, but in a Jinjiang novel where spiritual energy has revived, and became a small cannon fodder... a spirit medium.
People in the underworld call him: Master Hu San!
When he woke up, he was sitting on a lame altar. His house was bare and the incense offerings were few and far between.
On the left is the first couplet: Cultivate one's character in the deep mountains;
On the right is the second couplet: Leaving the ancient cave, you will become famous all over the world.
Horizontal banner above the head: All wishes will be granted!
Hu Jiuli: "I promise you XX!"
If you want to return to the immortal position, you must accumulate merits.
But when he looked at his own disciple who was sent out to perform rituals, he found that he had poor talent, was timid and cowardly, knew nothing about Taoism, and had failed to tell fortunes correctly once. He even failed to learn the three life-saving tricks of "biting his tail, kicking his peach, and hitting him on the back of the head with a brick".
In desperation, Hu Jiuli could only tie his tail to his belt and take up the post himself: "Get out of the way, let the professionals do it!"
Thus, in the world where spiritual energy has revived, there is an immortal with a unique painting style: he is in charge of killing, burying, and salvation, and provides feng shui consulting services for graves. As long as there are enough incense, he can also help dig graves.
Because of his first-class business ability, perfect after-sales guarantee, and outstanding appearance, Hu Jiuli quickly became famous in both the Yin and Yang worlds, and the word "正" (positive) was densely written on his small merit book.
Hu Jiuli touched the notebook and said happily: "Becoming a god is just around the corner!"
The only thing that annoyed him was that the villain, who was supposed to be at war with the protagonist, seemed to have suddenly changed his nature. He no longer caused trouble, but instead spent all day hanging around his gang, and his eyes became increasingly strange...
Hu Jiuli pointed at the other person's nose and said, "Are you trying to mess with my disciple?"
The cannon fodder disciple trembled and hugged his thigh tightly: "Grandpa, is there a possibility that he doesn't want to mess with me, but you! Not the one you think he wants to mess with, but that one!"
Hu Jiuli: ???
A vixen with a beautiful appearance, super powers, and whose fur explodes when provoked. Hehe, I'll write something I like. This is the copy for now, and I'll revise it before I start writing.
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