Chapter 1131 There Are Big Melons To Eat

I looked at him deeply: "Don't worry, I won't come to ask you what title you want, I always know that you don't belong to me, I came here to tell you a story, and I will leave after I finish.

I am a thousand-year-old white fox. I was saved by you thousands of years ago. At that time, you were also a scholar. I fell into a trap. You saved me and let me go, otherwise I would have become an ornament.

At that time, I fell in love with you. In order to fall in love with you, I practiced for thousands of years.

Once I fell in love with you, I have no regrets. I will learn piano and dance for you.

Now I have to go, let me dance for you one last time before I go, and you don't talk. I'm afraid I won't have the energy to leave. "

I used up the last bit of strength in my body to dance my body with the moonlight. I tried my best to make my body softer, my dancing posture lighter, and my expression more charming.

But I'm shaking, I'm stiff, I feel like I'm suffocating, I'm done.

I did the last move with my back turned to him, I didn't want to see any look on his face.

I thought of the Taoist talisman, if I was sensible, I should put it on, but I don't want to, I don't want him to lose my memory, I want him to remember me.

Forever, until he gets old, I can't have his person, I want him to have my memory, I decided.

I looked at my body a little bit transparent, I knew I was going to disappear, I told him with my last strength, I am a white fox who has practiced for thousands of years, and I came for him...

After telling the story, Chunlan's eyes dimmed, as if she remembered something and fell into deep thought.

The audience in the live broadcast room was silent. At this moment, everyone tacitly did not release bullet screens or speak, just looked at Chunlan.

She's a little weird today, acting differently than usual.

Chunlan is usually outgoing and talkative. In the live broadcast room, besides the performances, she is talking and talking. It is a waste of a minute.

Why is it that Guang is in a daze today, as if he has infinite worries, but he refuses to speak out?

This is not right!

Just sitting there in a daze, not talking or performing talents, let alone bringing goods, so that everyone can watch the live broadcast?

Just when everyone was wondering, a reprimand suddenly sounded in the live broadcast room: "How dare you, you turned into me and did the live broadcast instead of me!"

Fog Grass!

Chunlan, who was in a daze at first, shuddered when she heard it, and suddenly raised her eyes, looking towards the door of the live broadcast room.

A person exactly like himself was standing at the door, staring at him angrily.

"···Hello!"

There are melons to eat!

Still a big melon!

The gossiping idlers in the live broadcast room suddenly regained their energy. Who is it that dares to change into Chunlan's appearance?

"How dare you say hello to me!"

Chunlan was so angry that she almost lost her breath. This bastard woman dared to take off her clothes without saying a word!

Then she swaggered into the live broadcast room to start the live broadcast instead of herself!

This is not bad!

Seeing that he ran away without haste, he greeted him like a normal person!

What a shame!

"You came to my live broadcast room, what's your intentions!"

Chunlan growled, and walked up to her in a few steps.

The two identical beautiful faces came together, causing the audience to clamor.

What are you playing here?

Change face?

Or the same face?

As soon as Chunlan grabbed the replacement person, she was about to wrestle, but the person's face changed instantly.

A more delicate and charming face than Chunlan's appeared in front of everyone.

It was the white fox from Qingqiu!

The fox woman who couldn't stay any longer after hearing the song of the white fox.

Seeing the live version of the big transformation, the audience in the live broadcast room felt their eyes were opened.

"Wucao, are all the ladies and sisters now so good at playing?"

"That's right, it's obviously a live show, how did it become a supernatural event?"

"Mr. Qin Hao, do you want to write a supernatural novel? Yes!"

"···"

Amidst everyone's discussion, the woman from Qingqiu had already stood up and walked out.

When Chunlan saw it, she was unwilling to let go, and she chased after him.

"You can't go!"

The woman said softly: "You can't catch up. I came here just to tell my story. Now that the story is over, I should go back."

After speaking, she turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

Chunlan was dumbfounded!

Everyone heard what they said, and it turned out that this is the protagonist of the story just now, the fox!

Her melancholy eyes and delicate appearance are deeply engraved in people's hearts, which is even more regrettable.

After this little episode, the story of the fox clan became even more touted by people.

So, on the forum, someone opened a special post bar to tell stories about the fox clan.

Many years ago, on a sunny morning, a scholar sat on a tree stump and studied the Four Books and Five Classics.

The scholar was poor and did not have enough to eat, and the only valuables in the house were those two heavy loads of books.

The scholar sits in this forest every day, finds a place to sit, and reads until dark, and the days pass by in the sage books like this.

At dusk that day, the scholar was reading, and when he read the sunset, he shouted:

The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu!

There was a sudden "squeak" and the chirping sound came with the wind. The scholar raised his head, only to see a group of white shadows rushing toward his face. It was a crystal white little fox.

It was spotlessly white, its eyes were moving, and there was a lot of mourning in its mouth.

It's strange to say that when the little fox ran to the scholar, he stopped in his tracks and was out of breath.

The scholar grabbed the little fox, and saw an arrow slantedly inserted into the snow-white hind leg of the little fox, and the blood flowed down the arrow, staining the whole area red.

The little fox wailed a few times, looking at the scholar with eyes full of pity and begging.

The scholar sighed: "Little fox, little fox, who had the heart to hurt you so deeply..."

Before the voice finished, hooves sounded like thunder in the distance.

The little fox's white body trembled non-stop, as if trying to escape from the scholar's grasp, the scholar hurriedly held the little fox tightly, pulled out the arrow with a gritted teeth, tore off a piece of rotten clothes, wrapped up the little fox's wound, and lightly It was strange to put it into the wide sleeves, but the little fox held back the pain and lay motionless in the sleeve of the scholar.

The scholar had just picked up the book when he heard the sound of horseshoes coming, and dozens of tall horses flew over. The leader was a big man with a beard, and he shouted luxuriously:

"Scholar Wuna, have you ever seen a wounded fox escape?"

The scholar raised his head: "Brother said it was a snow-white fox?"

A green shadow flashed beside the bearded man, and he shouted coquettishly, "Exactly, it is the fox I shot, where is the little beast?"

The scholar only smelled the fragrant wind blowing against his face, and there was a flowery smiling face. The scholar suddenly panicked and lost his mind. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He pointed behind him and stammered, "I just ran over here."