There was a rustling sound from the bushes, and then an old man with messy gray hair tumbled out.
The old man had a pair of upturned, fox-like eyes, which were now bloodshot and filled with fear.
He spotted Tu Shanche standing there at a glance, and his cloudy old eyes instantly flashed with a terrifying light. He knelt down heavily with a "thump," his voice hoarse and shrill, filled with sobs.
"Demon Lord! Is it the Demon Lord?!"
"Heaven has eyes! Please! Please save our Yunchuan Fox Clan!"
Tu Shanche was clearly not expected to encounter a fellow clansman here. He was slightly taken aback, and a hint of surprise flashed in his golden eyes.
In particular, the mixed and faint bloodline aura on the other party indicated that he was just an ordinary fox demon cultivator.
To ordinary demon cultivators, Tu Shan Che, a nine-tailed spirit fox with pure blood and extraordinary talent, is nothing short of a god in the clouds.
Murong Xiao, however, paid no attention to these intricacies.
In his eyes, anyone who respects his brother or is related to him is a good person!
The little brat was faster than anyone else, showing no disgust at the old man's muddy clothes, he reached out and pulled him up from the ground, his tone carrying a hint of pride and arrogance.
"Old man, get up quickly! Our Demon Lord is the kindest of all. Tell me, what happened to your Yun Chuan Fox Clan? Who bullied you? Speak up, and the Demon Lord will take care of it for you!"
The old man was a little stunned by Murong Xiao's sudden enthusiasm, but with a lifeline right in front of him, he couldn't care less about anything else. With Murong Xiao's help, he managed to stand up, and his turbid old tears kept flowing down his face: "Gentlemen, please understand! I am Hu Qi, an elder of the Yun Chuan Fox Clan."
"Our Yunchuan Fox Clan has lived by the Liuyun River for generations, peacefully and law-abiding, never causing trouble. We have always kept to ourselves and the human cultivators next door, and have lived in harmony for many years..."
He gasped for breath, his grief and indignation almost overflowing from his old eyes: "But...but recently a vicious female cultivator has appeared out of nowhere! That female cultivator...that female cultivator...she's been targeting our fox clan all day long..."
Elder Hu Qi's voice trembled violently, as if the words he was about to say were burning his tongue. He held back his anger until his face turned red, and finally, almost with his eyes closed, he roared out with all his might: "Catch our fox clan... damn it!"
"Just in the short time just now, she... she killed the eggs of forty of our tribesmen!"
Forty of them!
"She's ruthless and vicious; she doesn't even blink an eye!"
"If this continues at this rate, our Yunchuan Fox Clan... I'm afraid we'll become extinct!"
The air froze instantly.
Tu Shanche's clear, glass-like eyes widened suddenly.
He has lived for tens of thousands of years, what storms hasn't he seen?
World-destroying demonic calamity, war between immortals and gods... But, but this kind of... this kind of blunt and vulgar, wolfish language was the first time it had hit his ears so clearly, with blood and tears of accusation.
An indescribable heat suddenly surged from his fair, jade-like neck all the way to his ears, and finally even his cheeks were tinged with a thin blush.
He instinctively took a half step back, his whole body stiffening, as if he had been completely stunned by this shocking accusation.
Murong Xiao was also dumbfounded.
His mind was still conjuring up tragic dramas like "extermination of the race," "powerful enemies," and "conspiracy," but what came crashing down on him was...
He subconsciously turned to look at his brother, and caught a glimpse of Tu Shanche's rare embarrassment and blushing face.
Murong Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and those unhealthy thoughts about his brother's death instantly resurfaced, even tinged with a strange excitement—
His brother's blushing reaction to the vulgar language...it's so adorable!
...I want to pet him!
Shen Zhaozhao: "..."
Shen Zhaozhao stood to the side, feeling her temples throbbing again.
Her lips twitched. Looking at the old fox crying and wailing in front of her, and then at the two brothers beside her, one innocent and embarrassed to the point of embarrassment, and the other with a strange look in his eyes, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness welling up in her heart.
She raised her hand and pressed her wildly pounding forehead. Madness, madness, it's good to be a little mad.
With a numb gaze, Shen Zhaozhao glanced at Murong Xiao, who was still lost in thought about how cute his brother's blushing face was, and asked in a chilling tone, "Are you planning to help?"
Murong Xiao's gaze lingered on Tu Shanche's flushed ears, his mind wandering. Without thinking, he blurted out, "Of course! My brother's clansmen have come begging to help. How can we not?"
His tone was full of self-righteousness, as if "my brother is the best in the world, and my brother's business is my business."
Shen Zhaozhao lowered her eyes and smiled, a smile that seemed to have a sly mischief about it: "Okay, this is simple."
"Let your brother reveal his true form and wander around the Liuyunchuan area. When that heartless, stupid cultivator appears, we'll catch her red-handed and solve the problem once and for all."
Tu Shanche: "?!?!"
The blush that had finally faded a little from his face suddenly burst open again, even more vibrant and translucent than before, turning his neck pink as well.
To make him... reveal his true form as a nine-tailed spirit fox... to act as bait?!
This is outrageous!
"Shen Zhaozhao, you dare make my brother take such a risk?!"
Murong Xiao instantly bristled, leaping in front of Shen Zhaozhao in a flash, his finger practically stabbing into her eye: "What are you up to?! My brother is so noble! How could he—"
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