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Seeing a white light flashing in front of his eyes, Chen Shaobai suddenly had an alarm in his heart, and he immediately took a step back before finally seeing the lineup of the visitor clearly.

A pair of big dark purple eyes stuck to the face like stickers, with a sharp face and a long mouth. A cluster of short tails that were only two inches behind him were raised upwards. The white fur was smooth and smooth, and it turned out to be a white fox the size of a palm!

"Tsk tsk... Excellent fur is good to use as a pair of gloves." Chen Shaobai admitted that the little guy in front of him was very cute, but he did not have the idea of ​​raising him at all.

He hunts in the mountains all year round. Although he is not well versed in taming, he also knows that these animals are not well-equipped and are all ungrateful wolves. If he wants to treat them as poultry, he is simply joking about his own lives.

When Chen Shaobai was about three years old, a hunter from Qiuhuanquan hunted a mother tiger in the mountains and brought the baby tiger that was less than a month old back to raise. Everyone was admiring and envious. However, one night half a year later, the man was bitten by the baby tiger in his sleep and died.

Although the young tiger could not escape punishment later and his bones were used to make wine, the bloody lesson was still in front of him. This is also one of the reasons why he never tamed hawks.

Moreover, if Chen Shaobai had not absorbed 30% of the medicinal properties of the silver longan and his physical fitness soared significantly, he would probably not have captured the speed of this seemingly harmless little fox with his previous dynamic vision.

With a speed that even the peak of the swordsman cannot see clearly, how should he deal with it if he sends a fatal blow to him in his sleep?

Sizzling...

During the meal, Wuming had two wooden arrows between his three fingers. The long bow in his hand was quickly pulled into a full moon. The bow strings rubbed by the wooden tendons made a sound of overwhelming loads under the blessing of huge force.

The purple-eyed white fox had a very sharp spiritual sense. While Chen Shaobai pulled the bow and arrow, his body, which was originally chewing the venison, stiffened, his short round tail trembled slightly, and his hair exploded and expanded.

"It's so cute like cotton candy..."

Chen Shaobai's mouth twitched. Just as he was about to shoot an arrow, he suddenly caught a trace of extremely human pleading from the other party's eyes.

"Is this little fox still a spirit?" He suddenly became interested in thinking about the legends of crows feeding back in his previous life: "Are you hungry?"

As soon as he said that, Chen Shaobai sneered and shook his head: "I have been staying for too long. Xiaomiao is too well-behaved. If there is no one who quarrels, he will be so bored that he will talk to a fox."

But the next moment, the little fox's reaction shocked him.

I saw it blinking its moist purple eyes and nodding repeatedly, as if it was afraid that it would be shot to death by an arrow half a beat.

After a long silence, Chen Shaobai slowly released the bowstring and retracted the arrow, but pulled it out of his waist for thousands of years and hugged it with a sword.

Swish!

The dark green light flashed, and the sharp sword energy cut one of the one-horned elk's legs in half.

He picked it up two feet away, Chen Shaobai pointed his sword from a distance and said coldly: "I see that you have a spirit, and I don't want to commit more murder. This flesh belongs to you, so don't bother me again."

The white fox seemed to be a psychic. When he heard this, he looked at Chen Shaobai gratefully, and his limbs and claws grabbed the ground with sharp claws, and flashed instantly to the position of the deer legs like an alien phantom.

Again, he was surprised by the little guy's explosive power. Chen Shaobai moved his sword to condense the gang, and the sword flower bloomed on the corpse of the one-horned elk.

After all, he was a skilled hunter and had high swordsmanship, so in less than half a quarter of an hour, he completely peeled off the edible part of the prey from the fur, and even the blood in the meat and the fur was shaken by his sword.

A whole elk, the edible part and the valuable part combined are only about eighty pounds, not even a stone.

He used the deer skin that was not stained with dust to control his blood, and wrapped the crystal clear meat pieces. Chen Shaobai felt happy. In the past, he lived in Muxi City. In addition to practicing hard all day, he fought with others in swords. He only had extraordinary sword skills, but he failed to play his usefulness in life.

If his idea was heard by other sword practitioners and scholars, he would probably be criticized immediately. You should know that after more than 500 years of influence and public opinion guidance, swordsmanship has become a very sacred thing in the Shang Dynasty. It is simply blasphemy to slaughter chickens and dogs, and to slaughter bones with thin skin?

"Well? Why haven't you left yet?" Seeing that the little fox had already gnawed a deer leg weighing dozens of pounds and left only the bones, Chen Shaobai seemed to have mastered the unique skill of changing faces, and immediately turned his face cold.

Although he had been hunting in the mountains for fifteen years, Chen Shaobai was not dependent on hunting dogs and falcons like other hunters. In addition, he saw the cunning and cruelty of wild animals in the mountains, so he lacked some favors for these animals.

The white fox blinked his moist purple eyes and looked at him pitifully.

"Do you still want to eat?" Chen Shaobai's mouth twitched, and he was not stingy. He took out two crystal clear pieces of meat from the deer skin, threw them out, and walked towards the outside of the forest without looking back.

Guru, Guru.

Two consecutive swallowing sounds came from behind, causing Chen Shaobai's eyelids to twitch wildly. Through the rhythm of the wind, he felt that the petite and cute white fox had no chewing movements, so he swallowed the two pieces of venison that were bigger than its body.

"I feel wrong?" This is a serious problem. If the information transmitted by hearing and vision conflicts, it is very likely to become a factor in the defeat of the sword, and he has no choice but to ignore it.

Turning his head, he found that the little fox was tilting his body towards the sky and the earth, his round belly bulging slightly, and he looked very cute.

"Can the fox's limbs make such a move?" Chen Shaobai felt that he was too ignorant and that his worldview collapsed continuously within a few days. "And, it is only the size of a palm, how can it be swallowed?"

This does not conform to the laws of physics!

Seeing Chen Shaobai turning around, the little fox's bulging belly immediately faded and looked at him with his eyes.

"there is none left!"

Niang Xipi, does this guy treat me as a mobile meal ticket?

Chen Shaobai was holding a meat bag in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. His steps were staggered like scissors breaking the ground, tearing through the strong wind in front of him, and running back wildly.

After making ten consecutive changes, Chen Shaobai thought he had shaken off the white fox. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but after a glance at him, he saw the other person looking at him eagerly.

"You can't take it back with you. Girls are not resistant to such cute little things. If Xiaomiao wants to adopt it, it would be bad!"

So he shouted, each man and a fox were rushing around the woods like crazy.

Such unusual movements awakened a mountain forest overlord who was hibernating.

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