Shen Wangshu combed Xiao Xuan's snow-white fur without any expression.
Xiao Xuan has gained weight recently; she's so chubby that you can't even see her short legs anymore.
The fox was lying sprawled out in front of Shen Wangshu, its eyes half-closed, its fur spread out like a fox skin, whimpering and enjoying Shen Wangshu's care.
It also looked disdainfully at the black fox on the table, which was being held by Daoist Xiwu and licking its paws smugly.
The black fox had also gotten a bit fatter, its fur was even shinier and smoother, and it had a small golden bell tied to the tip of its tail.
With a flick of its tail, the bells jingled shrilly—it was utterly tacky!
It was already pitch black, and then they added gold on it; Xiao Xuan couldn't bear to look at their taste.
But judging from Black Fox's expression, he seemed quite pleased with himself.
Just a country bumpkin who's never seen the world.
Lord Tianhu gave a disdainful snort and demurely touched the small jade pendant around his neck.
A piece of exquisite jade, warm and translucent, is also a top-grade defensive artifact; only such a thing could be worthy of a fox's noble status.
"Does it hurt? I've already told you, you're so noble, how can you see blood?" Xi Wu Daojun was still nagging, holding one of the black fox's dark paws and sighing.
His handsome face was filled with heartache for the Black Fox, and he didn't even glance at Ling'er, who was lying on the ground, clutching her injured face and crying. It was as if Ling'er's life or death was irrelevant to him, and only the Black Fox's every move could stir his emotions. This ruthless indifference chilled Ling'er's heart. She cried miserably for a while, but seeing that Daoist Xiwu ignored her, she could no longer cry and instead showed a terrified expression.
Being loved makes one fearless, but when the man who loves her and allows her to be rude in any way turns and leaves, she will never feel relieved.
Instead, they will feel despair.
The reason Ling'er dared to be so arrogant in front of Daoist Xiwu was because she knew that Daoist Xiwu loved her, thought she was the best in everything, and was willing to give her everything to please her. But when this man no longer loved her, what did she have left?
Blood gushed wildly from between her fingers. She felt excruciating pain, her skin and flesh were torn open. She looked pitifully at Daoist Xiwu. However, when Daoist Xiwu finally stopped caring about her as before, she couldn't help but cry out, "Xiwu!" Why didn't he ask how badly she was hurt?
The black fox was enjoying the worship of Daoist Xiwu with its eyes half-closed when it heard this soft and sorrowful voice, and suddenly became agitated.
It even felt a great rage towards Daoist Xiwu, raising its dark, furry claws and slapping Daoist Xiwu's shoulders several times with both hands, its face full of ferocity.
"I'm ignoring her." Daoist Xiwu gently stroked its little head.
He knew that the gossip about him and Ling'er had recently reached Xiao Hei's ears. The black fox's ruthlessness towards Ling'er clearly stemmed from deep resentment that she had deceived him, hence her harsh actions. This was Xiao Hei standing up for him, and Xi Wu Daojun was deeply moved, once again experiencing the difference between humans and demons.
He felt that people's hearts were complex, and one could never truly know a person's intentions. They were far less upright than the black fox before him. He glanced at Ling'er. This proud and beautiful girl, her face covered in blood, looked at him with expectant eyes when she saw him. It seemed that even Ling'er herself didn't realize that the disgust in her eyes when she looked at Daoist Xiwu had vanished.
Daoist Xiwu never understood why Ling'er disliked him. Was his love disgusting?
"You've injured my spirit fox, you deserve to die a thousand deaths." Daoist Xiwu coldly swept his gaze across her face and said slowly, "Add three hundred more lashes, then kneel at the sect gate for three days and three nights, so you can understand clearly that the spirit fox beside me is ten thousand times more noble than you!" After he finished speaking, he casually flicked his hand, and a beam of spiritual light swept up from the spot, tearing through the void and carrying the crying Ling'er directly to the Hall of Enforcement. Only then did he turn to the indifferent Shen Wangshu and say with a smile, "I've made a fool of myself in front of my junior sister."
He held the black fox tightly in his hand with one hand.
Because in that short time, the black fox almost pounced on Xiao Xuan again and slashed him with its claws.
His smile was like a spring breeze, but Shen Wangshu remained unmoved.
She found it utterly boring.
A dignified Nascent Soul stage cultivator would simply beat a lowly cultivator to death if he didn't like him; there's no point in making such a fuss.
While it seemed satisfying, it actually spared Ling'er's life. If it weren't for the fact that Daoist Xiwu's decision would cause Ling'er to completely lose face and be ousted by everyone when the sect falls apart, she would have preferred to deal with the girl herself.
This girl is like a cockroach; if you don't kill her, she'll always pop up out of nowhere to annoy people from time to time.
Xi Wu Daojun saw through Shen Wangshu's thoughts from her face, but simply smiled, his gaze sweeping over as he wiped the black fox's paws. He said casually, "What's wrong with me being so clingy with a little girl? A great cultivator like you has some magnanimity. Anyway, even if I don't marry her, her family will just give her to some stranger as a wife, and then..."
His lips curled into a cold smile, but his gaze softened as he conjured a cup of spiritual tea from thin air and placed it before Shen Wangshu. He smiled and said, "She knows what true regret is."
How many cultivators are as handsome and powerful as Daoist Xiwu?
Ling'er has been cherished by him for so long, has she long forgotten that she was the one her little family begged and pleaded to be given to her as a concubine?
Since they couldn't win over Daoist Xiwu, they didn't know which cultivator they would give it to next.
"You're so cruel." The black fox scratched Ling'er's face; how could she get married now?
This black fox is no ordinary fox!
That claw strike left a wound that was beyond medical help.
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