MTL - Flower Demon’s Inn-Chapter 47 Just like that they crossed

When asked, the spoon almost exploded. He rushed to the front and grabbed his placket: "Asshole, don't think that you can be stupid and you can treat it as nothing happened. Believe it or not, I stabbed you!"

The Confucian shouted: "Girl, don't ignore indecent assault, don't listen to indecent assault. Where are you rude, how can you find a good person in the future?"

"..." Spoon really wanted to kick him out, scaring the scholar not only, but also saying she couldn't marry.

The scholar shook the hand of the spoon and retracted, glanced at him, and said quietly, "I give you two choices, tell the truth quickly, turn into a ghost and tell the truth."

Spoon blinked. Are these really two choices?

Confucius swallowed: "What do you want to ask, I can answer it." At the end he muttered, "This is a black shop."

Spoon fist: "You're a black shop!"

The scholar asked, "Don't you recognize us?"

Confucius shook his head: "I don't know. I remember riding a small donkey to Beijing to find me, and found a place to stay. As soon as I woke up, I found that I was here. I was thinking if I was drunk last night, and you came in. You have to beat me hard, naughty innocent. "

Spoon Fang: "Asshole, you told me to find a half-way thief when you met a mountain thief, and you're here with your eyes open. But you told the shopkeeper that you went to Beijing to take the test, whether you lived for half a month or one month or just You made it up. "

Confucian student crooked his head: "Ha?"

Spoon is going to be crazy: "Haha, your second uncle!" She covered her little heart and held the scholar's hand. "This product really needs to be repaired."

The scholar slightly frowned, raised his hand on the Yintang acupoint of Confucianism, pointed at it, and then he paused, his face suddenly cold. The spoon's voice was soft, afraid to disturb him: "What's wrong?"

"At least two people cast a spell on him, disrupting his memory."

Spoon suddenly said: "So he went crazy?"

The scholar gently shook his head: "I can't tell ... several spells are intertwined, and even he himself doesn't know if what is said is true or false, maybe both. But the only thing that is certain is that he did live in the inn However, even if the memory is disordered, it is impossible to fabricate people he has never met. "

"You mean Xin Niang, what they look like but he hasn't seen but knows?"

"Um." The scholar retracted his fingers slightly and struck his forehead, and the Confucian student lay down on the table and fell asleep. Thinking for a long while, he groaned. "The divine power that intersects in him is the creation **** ... but he doesn't know who it is."

Spoon hard to swallow, creation, creation god? He was involved in such a big god. She stared sternly: "Stupid student, you know the power of the God of Creation, shouldn't you be ... a God of Creation?"

The scholar blinked, "Do I look like this?"

Spoon thought about it, and decisively shook his head: "It's not like it."

Those gods are stupid mortals with cold faces and eyes, you are super-gods who have no emotions and desires. Where can they be repaid like scholars ... they also have the nature of a satyr.

The scholar took the spoon and smiled, "It seems necessary to go back and seek the truth."

Spoon asked, "Where to go?"

"What happened after Confucius lived in the inn."

Spoon suddenly said: "Yes, but isn't this reversing fate? Let the Jade Emperor know that he is going to chop mines."

The scholar's eyes looked lightly: "Jade Emperor? He didn't dare."

"... Scholar." The spoon was square. "I really want to hug your thigh."

The scholar laughed aloud and shook her hand and left: "I'm all yours, just hug me."

The spoon was filled with honey, and the spring breeze was proud. The scholar is her, even if she is not as pretty as a nine-tailed fox, but the scholar likes herself, that's enough. She frowned again: "Wait a while, so are we going to find the nine-tailed fox?"

"Correct."

This kind of spring breeze can't be too bad! The spoon clenched his hand, and said very earnestly: "Stupid student, you have to hold on!"

The scholar is foggy, is he the one who can't hold it casually?

The scholar of Jiuweihu's residence has been to several times.

The magic forest is located in the valley of the earth. The widower Orion passed through the day and there was nothing, but at night, it was brightly lit, sang and laughed, and the mountains resounded with enchanting singing, which was captivating.

Mortal men walk into Fox City, but for three days, they will be sucked into yang, describing it as withering.

It's just that the fox here has become an immortal for monasticism.

The spoon and the scholar went in early in the evening, and when they arrived in Taniguchi, they were coughed by the strong fragrance. When they looked at the scholar, there was no movement at all, and they hummed in their hearts. Sure enough, come back and move the washboard out without kneeling Three pieces are not allowed to return to the house.

The scholar who didn't feel the murderousness of the spoon at all raised her sleeves to cover her nose, and hit her with the tip of the spoon: "Slowly, just get used to it."

The spoon hummed again, still a recidivist!

But a few steps forward, although the fragrance is still floating, it is indeed more comfortable.

The fox demon on the road already knew the scholar, met him, stood up side by side, and did not dare to step forward to tease.

The scholar was inexplicably furious, and after searching for it, he found that it came from a spoon, and it looked good.

The fox demon may not all be nine-tailed. A fox demon with nine tails must have high demon power. The day after tomorrow, you can reach the throne of the demon tribe with a little effort. The nine-tailed fox is the boss of the fox demon today.

The maid brought the two in. Although it looked like a cave, the inside was golden and dazzling.

The further you go, the stronger the aroma, and the smoked spoon is almost dizzy. When I saw the nine-tailed fox wearing silk silk, with barely exposed shoulders and breasts, I immediately got up and couldn't lose the air!

The nine-tailed fox saw the spoon, and then looked at the two people's close look. They shook their shoulders, and their clothes slipped even lower. They smiled and said, "I've seen the emperor."

The smile was so captivating that the spoon was almost out of control. He touched the bridge of his nose silently and looked at the scholar, still calm.

The scholar chuckled: "Come here today for what I told the girl a few days ago."

Nine-tailed fox laughed: "That matter is not big or small, but it takes a lot of cultivation, how can the emperor compensate me?"

"I give you three times as much cultivation."

Nine-tailed fox raised his eyebrows to look at him, his eyes flickered slightly: "Three times? That's 1,500 years." She chuckled, "The emperor must spend five days and nights with the slave's family."

Spoon almost suffocated the blood, and waited a while, according to the memory of the scholar, the method is not to touch the kiss, this is absolutely not possible!

The scholar murmured, "It's for you."

The nine-tailed fox blinked, wondering: "If I had a good night together, I had to be repaired, and the emperor would be safe. But if you gave it directly, you would lose one thousand and five hundred years in vain. This is a bargain.

The scholar laughed, "I'm a family man. If you do this, someone will be jealous."

Spoon was slightly happy, roaring, she would not be jealous. At the end, I was distressed again: "But all of a sudden for so many years ... Is there no other way?"

The scholar smiled: "Anyway."

Nine-tailed humming softly: "What's the point, even if it is given for fifteen thousand years, he will not frown."

She didn't mean to cultivate it. The five-hundred-year-old demon power still came out, but she can show off in the future. She is the first fox in the fox family to sleep the emperor. It's a pity, it's a pity. She couldn't even compare it to a tiny peony.

The scholar lowered his head and asked, "Spoon, are you satisfied with my performance?"

Spoon shook his head: "Repair for ... a lot of repair for ..."

Her cultivation is only three hundred years old, and the scholar hasn't had one thousand and five hundred years. It really hurts to think about it.

But she didn't want the scholar to go to Jiuweihu for a few days and nights. It seemed even more uncomfortable to think about it.

The scholar touched her head: "It's just a bit of repair, fur."

She lifted her eyes to see him: "Does it really matter?"

The scholar said easily: "Well."

Nine-tailed fox saw the two show their affection in front of the demons without any scruples, and they wanted to step forward and open their spoons and put their heads together. To prevent them from stimulating herself, she snorted, "Okay, where are you going, say it."

The scholar spread his palm, and a blue spirit jumped on it. Nine-tailed foxes squinted at a glance: "The soul of a mortal?"

"Yes." The scholar handed her soul to her. "This man's memory is disturbed. You find the time when he was obstructed by the divine power, and sent us to that day."

The touch of blue rolled a few times on the slender hands of the nine-tailed fox, and the glamour on the face was gorgeous, and his eyes were focused: "At this time ... it's not only disturbed for a day ..."

As a result, the scholars have long expected: "How many days?"

"If you want to find something, it's the middle of the game. If you can't get out of that ring and want to enter another ring, it's impossible." Jiuweihu said, "Well, I'll send you back for a few times , You should solve other things yourself. "

The scholar nodded: "Okay."

Nine-tailed fox paused, thinking of the fragmented memory revealed by Fang Cai, and said, "If something happens inside, it's not my business."

The scholar looked slightly heavier, still nodded, and saw the spoon's hand clenched again: "Anyway, don't let go."

The spoon responded, holding his arm in the other hand and putting it close to one another, he felt relieved.

The nine-tailed fox sat cross-legged and chanted an extremely complicated spell.

The ethereal voice lingered around his ears, gradually becoming harsh, and the spoon wanted to cover his ears without daring to let go.

The soles of the feet gradually became cold, and looking down, there was ice wrapped around his legs, with a hiss of frozen ice cracking.

If it wasn't for the scholar's calmness, she would have thought that the fox demon would harm them.

Slightly shifting my legs is not enough. When the ice was almost frozen in my hands, I heard the fox demon screamed "Open", and then sank under his feet and fell into the cave.

Spoon tried to open his eyes and looked at the flashing aperture scene, his head lit with a candle.

They ... crossed!