The little fox's nose also twitched: "It's strange, the smell is gone. Could it be that he ran away early when he knew that you, Master Mo Xuan, were here?"

Mo Xuan snorted coldly: "Hmph... can that beast be afraid of me? Even if King Tota descends to earth now, he may not be afraid. Let's go and find your friends. Let's go back quickly to avoid missing the time of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Grass due to long nights and dreams.

But thanks."

Afraid of scaring the common people, they chose to go down the mountain on foot, but they didn't see even a single shadow of the common people along the way. The fields no longer looked like they had when the little fox passed by a few days ago. In some fields, there were still traces of farmers' remains on the furrows.

Could it be that something unexpected happened to the farm tools and the farmers left in full force? But these guys are their breadwinners. What emergency could make them in such a hurry?

"Ah! Mo Xuan, look!" the little fox pointed at a trace of blood in the field and shouted.

The two ran over and followed the blood trail. The blood trail spread to the small village. Finally, a body with separated heads appeared in front of them. He was lying face down. The two opened his

Looking at the body, it turned out that the man was holding a one-year-old baby in his arms. However, the body had been pressed for a long time, and the child had long since suffocated to death.

The little fox couldn't bear it and wanted to bury the father and son.

"Don't waste your time. I'm afraid there will be many situations like this in the village. You can't bury it. Little fox, smell it. How strong is the smell of blood in the air? Hey! What a sin! All the immortals in heaven are dead.

Really? Which evildoer committed such a murder?" Mo Xuanhen's teeth started to itch.

"Monster? Fox, your little friend is recuperating in this village, isn't he? Tell Pindao honestly, is he an evil cultivator?" Mo Xuan wrote this account to Huali.

The little fox rejected his suspicion. "No way, Huali will not do this. He doesn't even eat a bite of meat! He is a good cultivator like me! Yes... Huali? Huali? Him?

Will everything be okay? Huali? Where are you?"

The little fox rushed into the village like crazy and ran toward the farmyard where the fox had been fostered earlier, shouting, but there was no reply from the fox.

The farmyard was full of messes, as if it had gone through a fierce battle. The little fox collapsed on the ground as soon as he entered the yard. There was a bloodstain in the yard, and in the middle of the bloodstain was a pile of bones. It was a one-meter-long fox.

The skull of the raccoon dog was eaten away, leaving only a few pieces of meat, which was too horrible to look at.

"Hua Li...5555555555..." The little fox cried loudly. Although Hua Li and she were not of the same species, the two demons grew up together and were no different from the same mother. Although they looked like siblings, they

The raccoon spirit took care of her as if she were her own sister. The raccoon spirit died miserably. Even though this raccoon spirit had never done good deeds, it had never done evil either. It was impossible that she had just entered the village a few days ago.

It would lead to death, and even if Huali was seriously injured, ordinary people would not be able to hurt him based on his cultivation.

"Who is it? Huali, tell your sister who killed you? My sister will avenge you and must cut him into pieces!" Huali's death ignited Dong Beier's anger for revenge.

Hearing someone crying outside the house, a couple inside the house who were so frightened that their legs could not walk crawled out in a panic. They were happy and sad to see the little fox return. The whole village had been filled with blood for several days.
Chapter completed!