Chapter 72 Chapter 72 What's wrong with kissing your husband? ...
Jun Zechen doesn't know Hu Miaomiao.
It took Hu Miaomiao a long time to accept this fact. During this period, she tried to test the wolf king many times, slapping his mask with her claws, biting his ears with her mouth, wrapping her tail around his neck, and even turning into a human form to kiss his thin lips.
Then the fox became vicious.
Jun Zechen said something very unpleasant, saying that she was shameless and tarnished his innocence.
It’s unfair, aren’t they husband and wife?
What's wrong with kissing your husband?
The little fox didn't understand and was greatly shocked. It flew to the plaque outside the bedroom and scratched it angrily for half an hour. It scratched the plaque into stripes before it comforted itself.
Jun Zechen couldn't see Hu Miaomiao, but he could hear the voice on the plaque. He raised his eyelids lazily, waited for the noise to calm down, and then used magic to recover.
Two days later, Hu Miaomiao finally noticed something strange. In the past, when she walked sideways outside, the wolves would avoid her.
This time, she put her paw on the foreheads of the other wolves, and none of them had cross-eyes.
Something is very wrong.
They couldn't see her.
Can't Jun Zechen see her either?
No, since he asked her what she was and scolded her when she kissed him, he could sense her.
Unlike Jun Zechen of the future, Fox was young and didn't know what the power of the laws of time and space was. She could only stumble and grope based on her own guesses, staying by Jun Zechen's side from more than ten years ago, constantly harassing him in clumsy ways.
Finally, Jun Zechen lost his patience.
"I ask, you answer."
He paused, "If you are, bite my left ear. If you are not, bite my right ear."
That's possible, the fox nodded repeatedly, then thought that he might not be able to see the fox, so he decisively opened his bloody mouth and grabbed his left ear.
I agree.
Jun Zechen asked, "Are you a demon?"
Bit the left ear.
"Is it the Wolf Clan?"
Bite the right ear.
"Is it the Fox Clan?"
Hu Miaomiao keenly sensed the impatience mixed in his calm tone. He didn't remember her, and he didn't like the fox clan...
Hu Miaomiao sniffed and fell silent.
Jun Zechen tapped the handle of the chair with his fingertips, again and again, patiently waiting for her to bite him.
After a long time, he felt a warm and wet feeling in his right ear.
The fox told a little lie just to prevent her lover, who had no idea about love, from completely rejecting her because of her race.
When she woke up one day, her lover had lost his memory and she became a wandering soul, invisible and untouchable. Everything had to start all over again from zero.
It doesn’t matter, the fox will tolerate the wolf. They are a destined couple and will still love each other even if they lose their memories.
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She didn't know that in addition to the "relationship" between them, her childhood life was also gradually taking root and sprouting from a tiny seed.
The power of time and space used by Su Shanling was unstable, and the past time seemed to be reassembled fragment by fragment.
Jun Zechen of the fox clan didn't know that the silly fox from the future world followed him to this world and found him from more than ten years ago and foolishly fell in love with him.
He is carefully caring for the growth of his young lover.
It also witnessed the cruelty of history.
Even though he knew that she was not having a good life in the fox clan, he still felt indescribably depressed when he saw it with his own eyes. It was a pity that his power was limited and he could not appear in front of anyone other than Hu Miaomiao.
The clip quickly jumped to three months after Hu Miaomiao was born.
The little fox had already lost its fur, but not long after it grew back, it was plucked out by another group of hateful cubs.
This was the first time she was bullied. The cubs found an outlet for their anger and tasted the sweetness from then on. Whenever they felt a little unhappy, they would bite the fox. They would even come in groups to pin the fox cubs to the ground and tear her flesh with their teeth. The fox fur, which was cherished by the foxes, fluttered in the air and fell to the ground like dust.
The weather was not good and it started to rain again.
When the other foxes saw it was going to rain, they all went home to take shelter from the rain, while the injured fox braved the rain to pick up fox fur.
I don't know if it was tears or rain that wet her face. She tried to piece the fox fur back together, but her scarred body could no longer accommodate the fox fur. The broken mirror cannot be repaired, and the fallen fox fur cannot be put back.
Without the other foxes present, the restrictions were lifted, and the strange green trees once again covered the little fox, trying to protect her from the wind and rain.
Her wet fur stuck to her body, and she shivered, looking back at the tree.
This tree is very strange. It follows you everywhere like a shadow, but it always disappears when there are other creatures around.
She knew this tree, and she also remembered that it was the tree that gave the fox its first righteousness in life.
In the past, she would lie down under the tree to rest, and whenever she suffered, she would snuggle up to the tree, as if she could find some comfort. But this time, she lowered her head and looked at her body without fox hair and full of hideous wounds. She looked as ugly as a hairless mouse in the field. She suddenly couldn't accept herself now, and didn't want the tree to see her.
Because she could vaguely feel that the tree... was crying.
The young fox didn't know what she had done wrong to have to go through this. Her eyes were sore and she shook off the tears. Instead of going to the green tree to complain, she rushed out without hesitation and disappeared in the rain.
Jun Zechen watched helplessly and was about to catch up when the surrounding scene shattered like a mirror again and the scene changed.
The little fox here has grown a lot bigger, and her fur has grown back a little, but it is not smooth, as if it had been gnawed by a dog. Some places are thick and some places are very sparse, and you can see the flesh-pink scars inside.
She hid in the grass, wagging her tail, and carefully looked through the grass at the foxes playing in the distance.
Those foxes seemed to be cursed. Whenever they were in front of her, they would become ferocious and eager to get rid of her.
When she was not around, the foxes had the nature of cubs, playing and fighting, just like now they were fighting for the grass ball, shouting their friends' names and passing it to them, and in the process of fighting for the ball, they bumped into each other, rolled over several times and laughed.
The little fox hid in the grass and watched this scene for a long time. Her paws unconsciously took a step forward, with desire and fear in her eyes.
Her paw pad unconsciously stepped on a branch, making a crackling sound. She ran away quickly like a frightened bird, her feathers standing on end.
The unforgettable pain eventually suppressed the childhood innocence.
Her fleeing figure looked panicky and lonely.
The little fox was afraid that the demons would chase him, so he ran madly in the mountain stream, trying to shake off all his unhappiness. He also imagined himself chasing a grass ball and competing with the foxes for it.
Until a yellow-brown butterfly flapped its wings and flew in front of her. She finally stopped, tilted her head and stared at the little life. She vaguely sensed a familiar breath from it. Under the butterfly's gaze, she blinked and stood still.
Afraid of disturbing butterflies weaker than itself.
After a while, the butterfly landed on her ear. She endured the itchiness of shaking her ear and whimpered softly, "Can you let me flutter it?"
"Just for a moment." Her voice was weak, mixed with barely perceptible expectation.
The butterfly trembled its wings, left her ear, flew around in front of her and then circled back.
Her eyes lit up and she immediately pounced over.
Fox, you also have playmates.
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“Plop—”
Something fell to the ground. The man who was sitting cross-legged in meditation took a lazy glance and saw a ball of wolf hair running around in the air, as if something was pouncing on it. It rolled around and finally rolled to his legs.
He picked up the ball of wolf hair with his slender fingers and threw it to the corner of the table not far away.
There was another thud, and the corner of the table was shaken by the impact. His eyebrows jumped and he said, "Stupid thing."
How could there be such a stupid and childish creature in the world that would bump into the table legs while playing with a furry ball, and would do so repeatedly without getting tired of it.
This thing will occasionally disappear for a period of time, sometimes for a few days, sometimes for a few months.
Every time she appears, there is a lot of noise.
Just like now she insisted on asking him to play with her, how could he, the Wolf King who commanded thousands of wolves, play with a tiny cat demon?
During the interrogation that day, he listed all the demon races, but only when he mentioned the cat demon did the stupid guy react.
Jun Zechen didn't have much contact with cats. After all, wolves and cats didn't get along. He still didn't know where the little thing came from. Anyway, he couldn't see it, so he just turned a blind eye to it in the long run.
While the man was thinking, his finger was hit by something. He lowered his eyes and saw that the fur ball he had thrown out had been picked up and thrown next to his hand. The furry touch on his hand was the cat demon hitting him with its head, urging him to throw it out.
Jun Zechen didn't understand why such a childish game could be so addictive.
He threw it casually, this time onto the bed.
The "little cat demon" dived into the soft bed and didn't move.
The Wolf King doesn't sleep much, but his scent is still on the bed, as warm as the sunshine after the rain.
Hu Miaomiao rolled over on the bed, moved little by little to mark her territory, took a deep breath, and soon made the bed a mess.
If Jun Zechen could see her, he would definitely see fox hair everywhere.
Unfortunately, he can't see it.
Fortunately, he couldn't see it, otherwise, if he saw the strange female monster doing this in his bed, he would definitely turn against her again.
There are magical instruments for cultivation in Jun Zechen's bedroom. He usually sits inside the instruments to cultivate. In the past, if he just closed his eyes for a while, several days or even months would pass.
This time, he closed his eyes for a few seconds and then opened them.
The wolf-hair ball was on the bed and was not brought back.
Is he gone?
It’s better to leave so as not to disturb his practice.
Jun Zechen thought coldly and closed his eyes again.
After half an incense stick of time, he frowned. Why couldn't he enter a state of meditation?
This kind of situation has never happened before. He must have been slacking off because of the disturbance caused by the cat demon. Anything that affects his practice should be punished.
But the cat possessed a unique power. It was ethereal and invisible, making it difficult to catch. It could even disappear silently after harassing him, never to return.
Jun Zechen lost interest in practicing when he thought of this.
His bedroom was broken into by a little demon of unknown appearance. How could he let her leave safely?
He raised his eyelids and locked his gaze accurately on the bed. The originally tidy bed was now wrinkled everywhere, and the corners of the quilt would sway as the cat demon rolled. Through the rolling traces, he could clearly capture her movement trajectory.
"Little demon."
Hu Miaomiao suddenly pricked up her ears and looked in his direction in confusion.
Jun Zechen has been indifferent to her for a long time, why did he suddenly call her?
"come over."
The little fox lowered its head, picked up the fur ball, and ran over.
Quite obedient.
Jun Zechen pondered this in his mind, then said, "Once upon a time, a fox demon sneaked into my bedroom, hiding its head and showing its tail, and landed on my bed."
Hu Miaomiao: “!”
The man said casually, "Later, the bed was ground into ashes and scattered into the river along with the woman's ashes to feed the fish."
Hu Miaomiao: “!”
"So, how long do you plan to remain invisible?"
The implication is that the ashes of the previous invisible person have been scattered. What are your thoughts?
Jun Zechen waited for the little demon to kneel down and beg for mercy.
However, he waited and waited, but the little demon did not come to beg for mercy. Instead, he abandoned the wolf hair ball and flew out in a hurry. His door was knocked open and gusts of cold wind whistled in.
The wolf king was silent for a while, then stood up and chased after him.
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The author has something to say: Big Bad Wolf [Joker]: "Bad, scared away."
Fox Bao [rainbow fart]: "I'm running away for the rest of my life."
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