Fox Demon Cultivation Manual

Song Ci's nature, Rong Bai has touched seven or eight points.

Before Song Ci had spoken, he had already guessed that it was probably related to the old mirror man.

He looked down at the wine glass in front of him, feeling that he was still awake, and it didn't matter if he took another drink. So he took it and drank it a bit, but he slammed a little. He coughed a few times, and his fair and fair face Dyeing a large area of ​​crimson, bright eyes.

After coughing, he wiped the corners of his mouth and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said to Rong Bai, "Shall we go to Feng's house to see?"

Rong Bai looked at the drunken drunkenness on his face, and nodded, "Yes, but we have to wait until tomorrow."

Song Ci, of course, would not be in a hurry to go at this time. He stood up and said while holding up the drunk old man Jing, "Then let's find a hotel first, we can't drink any more ..."

Although he was already drunk, his movements were still very sharp. He hung the old man on his shoulder and walked to the door staggeringly. He did not forget to put a piece of broken silver on the table before leaving.

Rong Bai watched him swaying right and left, as if he was about to fall, but the old man with the mirror steadily walked to the door and found that he didn't keep up. He stopped and waved at him, "Master Rong, Hurry up ... "

In response to this call, he got up and walked to him. "May I help you?"

"No." Song Ci waved his hand. "The old man in the mirror is old, he just has an old bone and is not heavy at all."

He blinked and found that the lanterns on the road were moving slowly, knowing that he was a little drunk, and he said, "Let's find a place to sleep, or you will lift both of us later."

"Even the two of you, I can move." Rong Bai answered with a smile.

"No, you can't do such rough work." Song Ci grinned, "If you are crushed, who will take me to the demon gate?"

"I have only one in your heart to find a monster door?" Rong Bai asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No no no." Song Ci stopped suddenly and shook his head. "And killing the demon king, Master Rong is so powerful that you can definitely kill the demon king, then dominate the demon world, and turn those monsters into peace and friendliness. Race, and then be friends with us mortals. "

Rong Bai didn't know that Song Ci had such a thought. It was a little unexpected. In fact, the idea was ridiculous, but it was confusingly spoken by Song Ci, but it seemed cute. He said, "You want to be good with the monster Friend? "

"Aren't I and Jing Jing good friends? Aren't you and me good friends? You don't dislike me as a monster, as long as you can let go of prejudices, everyone can get along well." Song Ci said.

"But you're not a monster." Rong Baidao said.

"Why not, I ’m different from a mortal, and not a fairy, is n’t it a monster? I do n’t know how many people have been pointed at my nose and scolded by Mo Yao these years, and have been locked up by Moyao. The monster is a monster, although I ’m not harmful. , But also cannot get rid of this fact. "Song Ci distinguished himself clearly.

The world hates monsters, and is more afraid of monsters. Song Ci never dared to reveal his identity in front of the world. He once erected a pair of fox ears to save people, and was almost tied to a pillar and burned to death.

"That's because they don't know how honorable Tu Shan is in the Nine Heavens." Rong Bai touched the head of Song Ci and whispered, "If there is a chance in the future, I will take you to see."

Song Ci heard half of it, and nodded haphazardly, holding the old man in the mirror and walking towards the inn. "I think this is a good place. The bed should be quite soft."

Rong Bai saw that he was constantly smashing thoughts after being drunk, and found it quite interesting, so he followed him into the inn and watched him ask for a room from the shopkeeper.

When the shopkeeper saw three people, he was a little puzzled. "This guest officer, there is only one couch in a room in this shop. You have three people, and I'm afraid ..."

"I'm afraid of what I'm afraid of. I want three. You give me money?" Song Ci found a small piece of broken silver in his arms and said, "I want one."

The shopkeeper looked at it and got upset. "Guest, you don't have enough money to pay for it ..."

"Is your house inlaid with gold, is it so expensive to stay one night?" Song frowned, banging his fingers against the table cabinets, bargaining with the shopkeeper with some ambiguity, "cheaper, cheaper, all night Now, we only sleep one night and leave early in the morning, and you should pay less for our good looks ... "

The shopkeeper couldn't help laughing, "What's the reason, a small shop makes money, you can't say that you see a good little collection point, see an ugly collection point, right? That's too unfair to people who are born with ugly looks."

Song Ci was persuaded, and he nodded thoughtfully, "You have a point."

Rong Bai looked at the two people one by one with a false sense of reasoning. The smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and finally he laughed, showing a little white teeth. He went to the shopkeeper and put down a piece of silver, and said, "One Enough? "

The shopkeeper grinned and took down the silver, and then found the broken silver to change, "Enough is enough, I will take the guest officer to the room."

Song Ci was dizzy and thought that the shopkeeper was really cheap for him, and he kept on boasting, "You, the shopkeeper, are really nice and good-looking. I wish you business is booming!"

The shopkeeper responded as he walked, "You, the guest officer."

After entering the room, Song Ci helped the old man by the mirror and stood beside the bed, staring down, motionless, suddenly quiet.

Rong Bai closed the door and lit the candle. He took off his robe and asked him, "What are you doing while standing here?"

Song Ci swiped away, "I want to sleep, too."

Rong Bai sat by the bed, looked up and smiled, "Why?"

"The bed is soft and the ground is too hard. I want to sleep on the bed because of my head." Song Ci said, "Every time I sleep on the floor, this time I don't want to sleep."

Rong Bai thought for a moment, "Do you want me to sleep on the floor?"

Song Ci shook his head, "No, let's go to bed together."

Rong Bai answered with a smile, "Okay, I'm allowed to sleep together."

Song Ci grinned happily, like a child with a lot of sugar, and smiled sweetly and publicly, and then pushed the old mirror back on the bed with his backhand.

Rong Bai: "?"

He looked at the bed carefully and concluded, "It's big, it shouldn't be crowded."

Rong Bai raised an eyebrow and said mercilessly, "You can sleep in bed, he can't."

"He can." Song Ci refuted him seriously.

"He can't." Rong Bai repeated again.

"The old man Jing is also our friend. Why can't he sleep?" Song Ci said. "He can too."

Rong Bai didn't know how to talk to a drunk ghost, let alone he allowed someone to sleep beside him. It was an exception. For thousands of years, no one dared to lie on his bedside.

He groaned for a moment and turned his fingers, only to see the white light suddenly enveloping the old man of the mirror, and after a flash, the old man who was lying on the bed and snoring suddenly became a small bronze mirror. Lazy listen to books www.lanren9.com

"He doesn't need a bed now." Rong Baidao.

Song Ci touched the bronze mirror, looked around, and said dullly, "Sure, let's both sleep."

He turned to put the bronze mirror on the table, and began to take off his robes himself. Even if he was drunk, he took his clothes seriously, put his boots and socks neatly, and wrapped it in a white coat. Sitting by the bed, stunned and motionless.

Rong Bai nodded his shoulder. "What happened to you?"

"I want to wash my feet," Song replied.

"..." Rong Bai suddenly remembered that he was also before, washing his face and feet every time before going to bed, and sometimes bathing and getting clean. He loved cleanliness, but unfortunately he didn't cleanse with spells, so every time he did These all seemed very troublesome to Rong Bai.

Song Ci sat by the bed and didn't draw water himself, as if he was waiting for the hot water to be brought in front of him. Rong Bai asked again, "Why don't you go to draw water by yourself?"

"I can't walk." Song Ci answered solemnly. "My head is dizzy."

But looking at his expression, he couldn't see that he was drunk at all, but Song Ci in ordinary days couldn't say such words at all, only a trace of reason could still hear Rong Bai's words and ask what to answer.

Rong Bai tapped a finger, and a basin of hot water appeared at his feet, steaming hot, "The hot water is here, you wash it."

Song Ci glanced down and put his feet into the basin with a smile, "Master Rong, you are so good."

Rong Bai also imagined a wet wipe with a hot water on it, took Song Ci's hand, wiped the palm of his hand, and asked him inadvertently, "Do you think I'm okay? If I say that the demon king is like me OK, do you want to kill him? "

"The demon king is the same as you, that is a good person, naturally I won't kill him." Song Ci answered sternly, "I can't kill him anymore, for I am in the demon world, I still have to hold his legs and kneel down and ask What about him ... "

"Please ask him?" Rong Bai looked at his hand. He was born slender and tender, but there were many deep and shallow wounds on the back of his hand. They were all traces of previous injuries. But after the demonization, all the wounds would heal themselves. There are no scars, so it is clear that these injuries were left before demonization.

Rong Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, the wipes wiped up, and all the old scars were wiped away instantly.

"I beg him to take back the demon blood from me and turn me back into a mortal." Song replied.

"It's impossible." Rong Bai said lightly.

Song stunned and turned to look at him, "Why is it impossible?"

For the first time, Rong Bai answered seriously and truly, "That drop of heart blood melts into your body, changes your veins, and becomes part of your bone blood. Now it has become a strength in your body, spreading all over the body. If you want to extract that drop, Blood is the same as taking blood out of your body. "

Song Ci drank his head and didn't know the horror in Rongbaihua, but just said, "That means that I will not return to mortals?"

Rong Bai looked at him and didn't immediately answer. Under the dim candle light, the delicate features of Song Ci were covered with a soft light, his eyes were as black as the ink.

He remembered that when Song Ci was injured earlier, most of his body was stained with red, with white ears hidden in the hair, blue eyes and beautiful style.

Rong Bai rubbed his other hand over and rubbed the corners of his lips, meaningfully, "You do not return to mortals, even if there is a way, I will not let you return to mortals."

Song Ci tilted his head slightly, indicating he didn't understand.

"I was born alone, with so long years, I finally had you, how could I send you away with my own hands?" Rong Bai smiled with eyes bent, just like Song Ci's first sight of him, like A lazy fox.

Song Ci nodded earnestly, "Uncle Rong, rest assured, I will be with you." He paused and said, "Because I am alone."

Rong Bai's action stopped suddenly, and the warmth in Song Ci's palm continued to come from his palm. This sentence turned into a little fox claw, and scratched on Rong Bai's heart.

When he wanted to investigate what it was like, Song Ci took his feet out of the basin, wiped his feet with Rong Bai ’s wet wipes, and rolled it into the bed. Into the bed.

Rong Bai turned his head and glanced at him, seeing that he was covering his whole body with a quilt, only one head was exposed, his eyes were closed lightly, and he looked very peaceful.

With a wave of his hand, he closed the basin and wet wipes, went to bed himself, and extinguished a candle light, and the room suddenly darkened.

There was a slight breathing sound of Song Ci in his ear, and Rong Bai looked at him side by side, and suddenly moved in the direction of him, but before touching his body, he suddenly saw Song Ci pouting and crying. The voice trembled out of zigzag waves.

Rong Bai was very surprised. "What happened to you?"

"I miss home, my father and mother, my Highness Nine, and my cousin, ohh."

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