Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

The little fox stepped forward, jumped up, and pressed on his back.

"Hmm." The little fox grabbed the mud, pointed it at his mouth, and scratched his face with its claws. If he hadn't stretched out his hand to block it, the little fox would have scratched out his eyes.

"咻咻咻" The bodyguard came over and bullets bounced this way.

The little fox was originally wounded, but was frightened by the bullet. He took half a step back and kicked the man away. He stepped aside and stared at them.

"Evacuate." The man spat out sand, with a troubled expression on his face, and led the people away from here as if it was nothing.

When the little fox saw this, he fell paralyzed on the ground. After a long time, he got up, turned around and ran forward, staring at Xiao Mohan's pale face.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch." The little fox turned around and bumped to the side, and it actually made a hole out of it.

It dragged Xiao Mohan, rolled down there, and disappeared there.

"Sir." Han Changqing walked around the woods and returned to the back mountain as if he was lost. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "How did you come back here?"

With a "bang", two figures rolled out of nowhere and crashed into Han Changqing.

Han Changqing was thrown to the ground, as if something was stuffed in his mouth, reaching down to his throat. He looked down and saw the little fox lying in his arms, and a paw actually got into his mouth.

"Bah." Han Changqing picked up the little fox and threw it aside.

After being thrown away, the little fox opened his eyes silently and grinned, obviously on purpose!

"You, wait for me." Han Changqing got up, obviously not paying attention to him.

But he took two steps and vaguely saw Tao's figure. Han Changqing's face turned pale with fright, and he rushed forward and shouted: "Master, master! Ask for water, ask for water."

Han Changqing helped Xiao Mohan up and saw that his face was as white as paper and his lips were blue. He was obviously poisoned, and it was very deep!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" The little fox lay on the grass, stretched out in a coquettish posture, stared at Han Changqing, patted his abdomen with his paws, looking very charming.

Han Changqing felt a cold feeling behind him, as if there was a fox behind him, thinking about how to plot against him!

"Is this? Let me take a look." Upon seeing this, Wenshui strode forward. When he saw Han Changqing carrying Xiao Mohan on his back, he stepped forward and took a look, his expression extremely ugly.

Han Changqing carried Xiao Mohan back to the bedroom. When he saw Wenshui standing there dumbfounded, he stepped forward, grabbed Wenshui, threw him into the bedroom, and dragged him forward.

"Look, help me, what's going on?" Han Changqing was obviously shocked and couldn't accept it.

What kind of person is Xiao Mohan? Among them, the most powerful person! Like a big brother, he protected them as they grew up and never let them feel wronged in the slightest. But now...

"The poison is too deep." Wenshui shook his head and did not step forward.

He turned around, stared at Han Changqing seriously with his peach blossom eyes, and whispered: "We were too anxious at night, and we all ignored an important point. The fragrance of flowers in the air is useless to us, but it is fatal to Han."

"Now, it has been too long! The poison has spread to the bone marrow. How do you want me to save him?"

Han Changqing listened, pushed Wenshui back half a step, leaned his body against the wall, and said coldly: "What are you talking about? Who told you to say that I can't be saved? Who told you to say that?"

Wenshui looked at Han Changqing who was so angry, his eyes were red, and the corner of his eyes was terrifyingly cold.

"I was able to cure his illness before! It's different now. The poison in his body can arouse his old illness, and it can worsen, even ten times more vicious than before, and even...