The little boy who turned into a fox, with bandages on his shoulders and a coat, sat on the carriage, sucked and drank the hot soup that Yuan Xianger brought him, and talked about his experiences over the years.
"A few years after you left, Axiang, a few mages suddenly came to the village, and they said that there were many goblins in the village, and they wanted to slay them. That Master is different from Dao Po Wu,"
His nose was red, his hands and face were covered with scratches and mud, the ears on the top of his head drooped slightly, and his big golden tail was messy and looked pitiful.
"At that time, the blood-red magic circle was lit up, and many friends were caught on the spot. The partners were forced to reveal their true forms one by one. They were pressed into the yard by those people to peel off their fur, and they could no longer live. I was scared and panicked. Running away, I was in a constant state of panic. Later, a sister from a clan taught me the art of concealing demon energy and transformation, and then I became a humanoid and lived in hiding for a few years. I found it. It was just that I smelled the aroma of the wine in the wine shop the day before yesterday, and I drank a little bit and showed my tail. I was chased all the way here by the mage of the Dongxuan faction.”
"It turns out that many of those little friends died." Yuan Xianger thought of her childhood friend and felt sad. She reached out to touch his little head, and said with relief, "Sanlang has become powerful, and he has learned the art of change."
"Well, I'll show it to Ah Xiang." Hu Sanlang suddenly became happy again, and when he spoke a word, a cloud of smoke rose up with a bang, the smoke dissipated, and he turned into a young and handsome adult man.
Even if he became a man, he didn't change his clothes properly. He was still wearing that short robe, white bandages on his shoulders, and a red mark at the corners of his eyes. He leaned towards Yuan Xianger,
"Xiang'er, do you think I've become good-looking?"
Yuan Xianger suddenly intuitively understood the meaning of the vixen that humans always talk about.
In fact, the man who changed from the little fox didn't see the slightest femininity. On the contrary, he has clear eyes, tall legs and long legs, with a somewhat warm and clear temperament. It can be said that it is as majestic as a jade mountain that will collapse, and as bright as a bright moon in the arms. There is no need to deliberately embellish and contrive, and it naturally brings a charming charm from the bones.
Yuan Xianger put her hand on his forehead, "No, you change it back for me."
Hu Sanlang raised his eyebrows frequently, showing a slightly embarrassed look. Sure enough, he had been among the crowd for a long time, and his micro-expressions were well done, not a bit blunt or unnatural, just like a real young man.
"Ah Xiang doesn't like it, so that's it."
As another puff of smoke dissipated, the young man turned into a youthful young girl, stretched out his lotus arms and hugged Yuan Xianger's next door. Her face was pure and innocent, but her body was undulating with mountains, her lotus face was tender and her body was red and fragrant. The inexhaustible romance is tactful, and the inexhaustible eloquence is moving.
Yuan Xiang'er stretched out her finger and flicked on his forehead, "Where have you been living all these years, please change it back to the way you were."
The girl covered her forehead, which was sore, with her hands, and pouted her mouth. A pair of fluffy ears first appeared on her head, and then a golden tail emerged from behind her. Then her body gradually became smaller and returned to a normal shape. The little boy who was five or six years old looked aggrieved and said: "Sister Qinghu said that I have become very good, and often asked me to sing for her to the guests who came to the school. Why don't you like it, Axiang? ?"
Yuan Xianger rubbed his ears amusingly, "Don't make trouble, just keep it as it is."
Nan He watched the two of them meet again after a long absence in the car, chatting and laughing, silently got up and got out of the carriage, and rode on a horse alone to go with the carriage.
Wu Yuan climbed all the way up his shoulder,
"Brother Nan, Brother Nan, look at that little fox, it's too much, and sticks to A Xiang as soon as it comes." He spoke angrily in Nan He's ear, "Hmph, it really is a fox spirit."
The curtains of the car were pulled open, and there were cheers and laughter in the car. The little fox lay obediently on the seat cushion beside Yuan Xianger, and took the initiative to explain the big golden tail to Yuan Xianger's hand. Mao swung to and fro in the air, swaggering so much that Nan He's eyes hurt.
Nan He watched silently for a moment, then turned his head and kept his mouth shut.
Wu Yuan blew his beard and stared, "We should join forces to drive him away, and let Xiang'er still only spoil me, no, I mean only the two of us."
No matter how much he instigated, Nan He never said a word or even looked at him.
"Brother Nan, you can't always be like this. My father said that if you want something, you have to fight for it. If you don't fight for it, the good things will definitely be robbed by others."
"Fight... fight?" Nan He finally rolled his eyes.
The sky darkened quickly.
Because Yuan Xianger had a fight with Yun Xuan on the way, it took a lot of time, and the group missed the end of the road and had to sleep in the wilderness.
It's not a good thing to sleep in the wild in the snowy winter. Compared with the daytime, the night temperature in the wild in winter plummets by ten degrees, the cold wind is howling, and the dripping water turns into ice.
The group, together with the servants of the Zhou family who followed, found a shelter from the wind, lit several bonfires, and leaned on each other to keep warm.
Yuan Xianger squatted beside Nan He, "It's so cold, Xiao Nan, are you cold?"
She rubbed her hands together and breathed out, and a silver-white tail that gradually changed from dark to light fell on her hand.
Yuan Xianger was stunned, and subconsciously touched it twice.
Warm, supple and fluffy. Ah, so happy.
Sure enough, Xiao Nan's tail feels the most comfortable.
"I'm better than him." The man squatted in front of her with his back to her, and he stammered out a word, as if he was too aggrieved, and his ears on the back of his head turned red.
"Nanhe~~" Yuan Xianger's heart softened, and she couldn't help adding a suffix after Nanhe's name, "Sanlang is still a child and injured again, let's take care of him together."
She stretched out her hand and swiped along the big fluffy tail a few times, and pinched it at the base of the tail, watching with amusement the tip of the silver-white tail swayed with the movements in her hand. She pinched the tip of her tail and jumped, which was very interesting.
Qiu Yueming walked towards the bonfire where they were standing in the cold wind and wearing a cloak. Although he is firm-willed, this body is very weak after all, his face has been frozen white, and his voice is trembling. He tried to stabilize himself and said to Yuan Xiang'er, "Ah Xiang, go to sleep in the car."
They only have two carriages, which are small and narrow, and they are not reluctant to buy good ones. The road is long and the mountain road is rugged, and the wide carriage is stuck in the middle of the road and cannot move. Qiu Yueming didn't want to squeeze a car with Zhou Deyun even though he was dead cold. Of course, he also felt that he couldn't sleep in the same car with Yuan Xianger, so he planned to endure the cold wind all night.
"No need, I'll just squeeze together with Nan He. Get in the car quickly." Yuan Xiang'er held a fluffy fur in her arms, and the warm firelight cast on her smiling face, "Mrs. Zhou's constitution is not good, you If we fall ill on the road, we will have to delay for an unknown amount of time."
Qiu Yueming wanted to persevere, but saw that the man beside Yuan Xianger who had been very mysterious suddenly turned into a wolf with silver-white fur. His eyes were cold and cold, and he glanced at Qiu Yueming unhappily.
In the barren mountains and mountains, foxes, fires and insects chirping, being glared at by such a huge monster, even the battle-hardened Qiu Yueming couldn't help but shudder in his heart, so he had to retreat. Zhou Deyun, who was about to get out of the car with the quilt in his arms, saw the huge figure that suddenly appeared behind the fire. He was so frightened that he climbed into his carriage, closed the door with a click, and never dared to show his face again.
Sirius's hair is particularly soft and smooth, not piercing at all, and with Nan He's scorching body temperature, Yuan Xiang'er's whole body was trapped in such warmth and softness, and she was so happy that she got carried away, her hands wrapped around the softest neck. , burying his whole face there and rubbing it hard, praising him without saying, "Oh, Xiaonan is better, my Xiaonan is really the best."
The night was getting darker, the north wind passed by, and beside the warm swaying bonfire, a huge silver white wolf curled up and quietly crouched there.
Such wilderness and night are where he is familiar and at ease.
A young girl slept soundly nestled in his thick hair.
Nan He looked sideways at the girl's peaceful sleeping face, feeling a burst of satisfaction. He rolled up his fluffy tail and gently covered the man's body, preventing any cold wind from attacking.
The little fox and Wu Yuan were curled up on the other side of the fire and slept in the bedding piled up into shacks. The little fox quietly asked Wu Yuan, who was near him,
"Is that the Sirius that Ah Xiang likes very much?"
Wu Yuan gave a dissatisfied look at this fox spirit who was trying to shake his status as soon as he came, "Hmph, Ah Xiang, she likes me the most. The best and most fun things are always close to me first. I also have a room that A Xiang made for me. If you are obedient, I will force you to go in and play when you get home."
After dawn, Nan He, who had not slept all night and lost his spiritual power, turned into a little Sirius, curled up in Yuan Xiang'er's arms to make up for his sleep.
The servants and companions of the Zhou family who were accompanying them looked at the girl sitting on the horse with their legs hanging from a distance from a distance, trembling and daring not to approach.
Although the uncle of the main family has always respected this little lady and called her husband, Yuan Xianger is only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl after all, and she has been very easy-going and easy to talk along the way. There is no special sense of awe.
Until last night, I watched helplessly as a huge monster appeared out of thin air, protecting her by her side, just to shield her from the wind and frost. They were so frightened that they dared not breathe overnight.
When I woke up this morning, the huge monster was gone, but there was a little silver wolf with a unique coat in the little girl's arms.
Not only did the few of them dare not treat Yuan Xianger lightly, but the kittens and foxes who were beside her were all respectful.
"Cat, Uncle Cat, Daxian Hu, this is your lunch." A servant carefully held the two pots of food just cooked according to Yuan Xianger's instructions to Wu Yuan and Hu Sanlang, and did not dare to neglect at all, who knows Such a small milk cat is not happy, will it suddenly turn into a mountain-like monster like that night, and swallow itself in one bite.
Wu Yuan condescendingly licked a mouthful of the cat food, and found that there were a lot of dried scallops and dried shrimp in it, so he patted a small dried fish and threw it in front of the servant with satisfaction.
The servant didn't dare to dislike it, and respectfully returned to his companions with the reward in both hands, and let his companions look at the dried fish in his hands with tears in his eyes, "Look, everyone, Daxian Mao rewarded me."