The little general is a pretty wolf wife

Chapter 17

Bai Nineteen didn't have much time, Chaozhong was about to rain, he had to hurry back, on the one hand, he didn't want Yuan Jia to be implicated, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Yuan Jia would be worried.

He was not just a talkative person, and he only knew Nanxing, not a good friend, so how could he catch up on the old days.So after resting for a while, he went to fetch Feng Ni with his injuries.In the Sifang forest, the lifeless, lush forest has no vitality, no aura, not even a sound. Coupled with the dark blue sky in the demon world all year round, even though the stars are shining, it seems lifeless and too difficult to bear.

The red fruit the size of a thumb has no special features except for its golden light, but a towering ancient tree only bears a few dozen of them.

He ate it without hesitation, and there was no unbearable pain that Nanxing said. Although he was puzzled, Bai Jiu didn't bother, said goodbye to Nanxing, and left.

Almost as soon as Bai Nineteen left, Bai Qi appeared in Sifang Forest.

"What's in here? He wants to leave Yuan Jia to come here specially." Bai Qi looked at the forest with only ordinary plants. It's not worth his time to set foot in a place without any aura, but Bai Jiu came out with That aura was inexplicably familiar.

Bai Qi walked slowly, without direction or purpose, just following his subconscious mind. After walking for some time, he saw a small courtyard.He clearly heard a soft voice, "Daddy, I want to raise a little bunny."

Then another male voice sounded, "Sisi, good boy, we can't keep those small animals alive here."

For some reason, Bai Qi's eyes became moist, and he covered his chest. Why, why did it suddenly hurt like this?

All the smiles on his face disappeared, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and walked over quickly.

The light in Nanxing's eyes flickered, he held Siqi in his arms, and looked towards the small wooden door.

The door opened, blue eyes met brown eyes, one full of doubts, the other glistening with tears.

Why is there such a familiar feeling?Why are you looking at me like this?Bai Qi frowned, and he walked step by step towards the man who looked too thin, and the child who looked at him timidly in the man's arms.

That kid looks too much like him.Bai Qi stared at Nan Xing who was full of sorrow, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Nan Xing's thin neck.

"Who are you?" This person does not have the aura of a fairy, let alone a mortal. He can't stay in this square forest for a long time, but the man and young boy in front of him seem to have lived here for a long time.

The moment Nanxing held his neck, tears were streaming down his face.

I have been waiting in this square forest for a long time, until I almost forgot who I am, and finally I waited for you.Bai Qi, I was wrong 1000 years ago, but now, can you still forgive me?No, is it the day you still think of me?Thinking of the appearance of Bai Qi being forced to drink Sanchen by himself, now he is just doing it for himself.

The reunion after a long absence is nothing but nothing, and the past is like smoke.

"Nanxing." Nanxing looked at him with tears in his eyes, "My name is Nanxing."

Si Qi was crying because his father was strangled by this handsome man in front of him.He stretched out his small fleshy hand to hit Bai Qi's hand, crying to let it go, and bit it after the beating.

Bai Qi pursed his lips and looked at the father and son for a while, then stared at a man with a damaged face in front of him for a while, let go of his hand, but directly snatched the child from the man's arms.Nan Xing opened his eyes wide and before he could speak, he was slashed on the back of the neck by Bai Qi with a knife, and he fainted to the ground.

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Bai Jiu just came out of the demon world, and fell to the ground. This is a forest outside the imperial city of the Yu Dynasty. The pain from his belly, like a piercing gut, involved the wound Bai Qi left on his chest. He, who has always been able to bear it, couldn't help but groan.

"It hurts..." He lay on the ground, clasped his abdomen tightly with one hand, and grabbed the ground with the other. The mud and rocks turned up, and his fingers were bleeding.

"Ah..." Bai Jiu cried out in pain. He hugged his stomach and rolled like this on the ground full of thorns and gravel, blood marks were drawn on his face, and he couldn't help but hit his head on the stone. Know.

It hurts so much.His body was covered in cold sweat from the pain, his face was frighteningly pale, and his lips were bitten so that they were dripping with blood.Confused, I don't know whether it is sweat or tears dripping from the long crow-colored eyelashes.

"Xianjun...Yuanlang...Little Jiu'er...It hurts..." Bai Jiu curled up, trembling.

The pain was so great that Bai Jiu directly hit the ground with his head like that, and he still didn't faint when he hit the blood splash.In the end, Bai Jiu could only lie on the ground weakly and whimper softly. Before he recovered, he raised his head screaming in the next moment, his eyes were red, his face was contorted, and the veins in his neck and hands were bulging.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Bai Jiu fainted on the ground.

A head of long hair was wet and disheveled against his pale face, and his breathing was so weak that he could barely see it.The exposed texture of the black clothes was also full of bloodstains.

Especially those hands, from the back of the hand to the fingers, there is no good land.

Spring rain started in the world, and it was expected that the cold spring would engulf Bai Shijiu's body bit by bit.

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Yuan Jia stopped in his tracks, raised his eyelids, his face turned pale, and his heart suddenly shrank.

The hand holding the umbrella tightened unconsciously.It has been ten days since Bai Jiu left, and what he said to the outside world was that Bai Jiu was ill. Although the old emperor didn't believe it, he couldn't reach into the prime minister's mansion, so he had to keep sending medicines and people to inquire.

But now the man who is holding the same umbrella with him and wearing the lavender brocade robe is from which side, but it is very clear that Feng Qing, who is regarded as a celestial master, is very sacred.

The two of them hadn't walked out of the yard yet, sensing that Yuan Jia's mood was not right, Feng tilted his head, exhaled like blue in his ear, and asked softly, "Master Xiang, what's the matter."

It was still raining, and it had been raining for two or three hours.The rain dripped down on the bluestone slabs in the courtyard along the oil-paper umbrellas, and the water splashed continuously.

Just as Yuan Jia was about to speak, the door was knocked open, and a black shadow rolled in.When the Sifang dark guards immediately dispatched to surround the two of them, the man covered in wounds covered his stomach and raised his head. It was Bai Jiujiu.

Yuan Jia suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The rainwater under Bai Jiu's body was all light pink.Before he had time to get home happily, he saw the scene of the two holding an umbrella together.

The rain blurred the vision, what a match.This is the case in the fairy world, and it is still the same in the human world. What can he fight for?That man is a lofty phoenix, and he is nothing more than a little wolf demon.

His heart was desolate, and the corners of his mouth slowly shed blood. Once the rain had passed, only a faint powder remained.He couldn't see the expression on Yuan Jia's face clearly, and he lost the last bit of strength in his body, so he could only fall down in the rain again.

It's cold and rainy.