Chapter 2383 Gao Leng Shizun's Little Fox (38)

He got out of bed and clumsily climbed up and out of the basement.

Then desperately, he ran forward desperately.

where will she be?

The rich black air above the sky seemed to be affected by his emotions and began to stir.

A huge vortex, like a terrifying eye.

Watch out for this place.

Wen Jinqian's left face was hot, and his spiritual energy was boiling.

With the surveillance from above, he saw the gate of the city with fire.

These lost souls, unless they are caught.

Otherwise it won't catch fire.

Wen Jinqian's pupils shrank, finally thinking that Bai Weiwei could fall into this place.

It's because of the love in her body.

Their souls are intertwined.

This involvement is even relatively shallow.

But she was still full of his breath, so she was recognized by the Tianshu Temple and pulled her here.

So the soul bound here took the little fox as him.

Wen Jinqian's small body, bypassing countless alleys, took a shortcut and ran to the city gate.

His body is still a child, when there is no strength.

Therefore, the physical strength will be exhausted, the forehead will sweat, and the throat will be extremely thirsty because of the lack of water.

I haven't felt this way in a long time.

This painful, powerless feeling.

Stumbled across an alley, he finally saw the city gate.

A huge bonfire appeared.

A burning smell came, and he put his fingers on the wall and looked intently.

I saw a scene of trembling in my heart.

The little white fox was chained to a wooden frame with a broken net bag.

All the hair on her body was scorched by the flames.

She had been burned into confusion, and her paws were lying on the chains, so hot that their hearts were scorched.

The beautiful light-colored pupils have long lost their usual brightness, and the pain of despair made her dark eyes have no focus.

The feeling of being burned by the fire is extremely painful.

The pain runs deep into the bones.

Although Wen Jinqian is no longer afraid of high temperature, when his small body is close to the flames.

I can still remember the pain of the flames entering the flesh and bones more than 700 years ago.

It is a kind of pain that destroys the world and is willing to break free.

And all around the flames, there are merry and vicious crowds.

"It's good to die. My chickens won't die in the future."

"This plague god should be burned to death."

"Hahaha, it's time to celebrate and drink a few big glasses today."

"..."

All familiar, and disgusting words.

It reappears like this.

Wen Jinqian walked out of the corner step by step, looking at them coldly with eyes like abyss.

Obviously they are a group of earthbound spirits that can no longer become his inner demon.

Obviously, such a scene should not be able to shake his mellow heart.

But at this moment, the spiritual energy in the body began to surge violently.

The red lines on the left cheek are also shrinking and fading.

And the lotus flower between the eyebrows faintly appeared.

The little fox seemed to notice something, her eyelashes trembled, unable to raise her eyes to see him.

Then she was unable to show a smile, and said softly, "The hook will not change for a hundred years."

The sound was too small to be heard.

If it weren't for everything here, it wouldn't be able to escape Wen Jinqian's surveillance.

He didn't even know it, she looked up at him.

For some reason, the corners of his eyes suddenly became wet.

Just a little beggar who met by chance.

How stupid.

To sit here for him.

It's not worth it, it's not worth it all.

[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is twenty-five. 】