Zi Yiran remembered that that day when he went hunting in the mountains, the beautiful fire fox fell into the trap set by the hunter. One leg was stuck under the saw blade, and he screamed in pain. He rescued the fire fox and raised it.
He just brought the legs back. He told people everywhere that this was the prey he had hunted. In fact, he hated killing the most. Every time he went hunting, he would take the bow and arrow without firing a single arrow. He would just ride a horse and chase him when he saw it.
The prey runs all over the mountain, and when it gets tired, it comes back.
He remembered that since the Prince of Nature had the fire fox, his life had become much more interesting. If he said anything to the fire fox, the fire fox seemed to understand it. During the meal, he sat on the chair,
Sometimes the fire fox will sit on the chair obediently, and sometimes it will jump on the table and eat the dish it likes.
To him, this little flame is his relative just like his second brother, Han Mengxiao.
He had just seen that his unique fire fox was really a spiritual fox practicing immortality. But in the blink of an eye, this cute little fox, the little flame of his family, was about to leave him.
Tell him how not to feel heartbroken.
"I'm going to die." Little Flame's red eyes flashed, and he looked at Zi Yiran with a smile: "Master, brother, I'm going to die. In the past, when my mother died, she said that we fire foxes would not survive three hundred years.
Years old, so I set up a barrier for my body. I have always looked like this child and maintained the child's mentality. I just don't want to die. I will be three hundred years old in seven days. Sure enough, my mother said, it is
real."
Zi Yiran stretched out his hand and held Little Flame in his arms. He knew that the sadness in Han Mengxiao's eyes meant that there was no way to save his little fox. Tears fell down his face and he could not say a word.
Little Flame stretched out his hand and wiped Zi Yiran's tears: "Zi Yiran, you are a grown man, why are you crying? You are so spineless. No wonder Sister Mengxiao doesn't like you." He turned his head and looked at Phoenix, whose pearls were rolling on the floor.
Xiaoxiao: "Your Highness, please don't cry. Don't you always say that I am a poor fox with no money? Your tear-eyed pearls are so valuable. Keep them for me. Keep them. I'm telling you."
Ah, I am a very domineering divine fox. If I can live for more than a thousand years, then the purple fox clan will only be able to carry my shoes..."
After saying so many words, Xiao Yan's voice gradually became lowered. He picked up his other hand and opened it. There was an amethyst earring in his palm: "Look... the assassin is a woman... I took her."
Something... When I die, you have to go find her... to avenge me..."
Little Flame's body gradually returned to the appearance of a fox. He took one last look at Zi Yiran and said: "Although... you are very useless... the name you gave me is not... nor domineering... but I like you very much...
...You don’t know...I have always regarded you...as my brother..."
The hand lowered, the fragrance filled the room, and the soul of the little flame turned into small red flowers one after another, flying into the air and withering. The fire-like petals disappeared completely before they fell to the ground. Zi Yiran
In his arms, only the fox skin remained, and the blood had begun to solidify...
When Ju Hun woke up, he only saw the last scene of Xiao Yan's lifeless soul. He stared at the amethyst earring. For a long time, he said: "I remembered, that thing belongs to Suining Princess Ziru!