I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

However, no one could have imagined that the little sister they had been looking for was actually lying quietly at their feet, tightly protected by a tortoise shell.

"Look, that fox!" Hu Dengfeng's frightened voice brought Ye Xiaoshu back to her senses. She followed the gaze of the crowd and looked again, reluctantly putting aside her concern for Gu Ning.

When she saw this, she suddenly held her breath.

The fox raised its head, its huge ears drooping strangely, its pointed chin seemed to have touched the moon, and dense blood-red threads meandered along its chin to its face.

At the same time, the fox's limbs were tightly pressed to the ground, and the surrounding red flowers crowded around the fox's limbs, also winding out blood-red threads that made people's scalps tingle.

In silence, the fox's body gradually grew larger, and blood lines swirled on its face, gradually forming two strange and terrifying eyes!

"Ah!" Song Yu, who had just woken up, was so scared that he fell to the ground again and screamed instantly.

The next second, the fox's blood-lined eyes suddenly locked onto Song Yu.

At the same time, its mouth just took shape, and it smiled at Song Yu in a very "friendly" way. Song Yu rolled his eyes and was frightened to faint again.

"Tsk!" Ye Xiaoshu kicked Song Yu, who had fainted at his feet, away with a look of disgust, and moved her and the two who had not yet woken up, Sun Xi and He Mei, behind him.

With his slender white hands, he formed a defensive formation with a golden halo, and Ye Xiaoshu casually covered the three people with it without changing his expression.

The next moment, the fox's eyes suddenly opened, and tangible malice poured towards Ye Xiaoshu like a tide.

Ye Xiaoshu frowned slightly, subconsciously performed the Moon Dance and disappeared on the spot.

"Swish!" The moment she disappeared, the fox's claws broke through the air and tore Ye Xiaoshu's afterimage apart.

"Bang!" The moment the afterimage was torn apart, the explosive talisman instantly shot up into the sky, blowing the fox's fur into pieces.

Meng Jia and Ye Shuming stepped forward with swords in hand, blocking the fox's retreat from the front and the back.

"Your opponent is us." Meng Jia said in a deep voice, the sword in his hand shone brightly, and in the blink of an eye a bright light curtain was formed.

Under the light curtain, Meng Jia was as fast as an afterimage, appearing on all sides of the fox. When each afterimage was torn apart by the fox's claws, a sword light shot out from it and directly pierced through the fox's body.

"Chirp!" The high-pitched and sharp cries rang out continuously, each sound was like the cuckoo's cry of blood, which was frightening.

Ye Shuming also followed closely behind Meng Jia, blocking all of the fox's escape routes.

"Thousands of shadows!"

The overlapping sword shadows connected into one, and Ye Shuming's forehead was covered with cold sweat. The black sword in his hand made a crisp "ding" sound, and the next moment it was turned into powder by the storm of spiritual power.

Thousands of sword shadows rose up, cutting open the fox's skin and flesh, revealing bright red flesh and blood.

A strange red light flashed in the fox's gloomy pupils, but it stared at Meng Jia intently.

"Senior Brother!" Ye Shuming roared, and before he finished speaking, bright red blood suddenly burst out from the fox's eyes, and reached Meng Jia's heart in just a breath, and pierced the heart with a "puff".

Caught off guard, Meng Jia only had time to slightly turn sideways to avoid the vital parts, and then he fell heavily to the ground like a bird with a broken wing.

"Senior Brother..." Ye Shuming flew forward, and as soon as he moved, another cluster of blood easily pierced through his chest.

Meng Jia, who had already reached the pinnacle of Moon Dance, was unable to dodge, let alone Ye Shuming who had just entered the late stage of Golden Core.

As soon as he raised his sword, a fox face with hollow eyes and bloodstains suddenly enlarged in front of him, and the mouth formed by blood opened wide, and a cruel smile overflowed from the hollow pupils...

"go to hell…"

The bloody smell approached his neck, and Ye Shuming's whole body instantly turned cold, and the breath of death tightly wrapped around him.

"Brother!" Ye Xiaoshu smashed down with a huge magic circle, instantly scraping off a layer of the fox's skin.

However, the fox seemed ignorant and insensitive. Its body shook violently, but the next moment it still stubbornly went towards Ye Shuming's neck.

"elder brother!"

The accident happened in just a moment, and Meng Jia and Ye Shuming, who had originally had the upper hand, were both seriously injured.

Hu Dengfeng and Zhang Li were stunned for a moment, and the next second they both rushed into Ye Xiaoshu's magic circle with a fearless attitude.

"Ding!" At the critical moment, Hu Dengfeng's sword flew out of his hand and accurately pierced the fox's mouth.

"Ding!" The next second, the black sword was bitten into pieces. The fox didn't even turn its head back and blew away Zhang Li who was approaching with one claw.

"Puff!" Zhang Li spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and fell to the ground with a "bang", spitting blood.

All means could not stop the fox from biting Ye Shuming's neck to pieces. The moment the fox's teeth pierced the flesh, it suddenly let out a strange, mocking laugh.

"Chirp~"

"Thousands of shadows!"

The next second, the spiritual energy in the sky turned into transparent sword shadows. Ye Shuming had a ferocious expression. He held the fox's mouth tightly with both hands, roared and firmly used his strongest move.

"Aoaoao~" The spiritual sword shadows continuously pierced the fox's mouth, instantly cutting the teeth that had already pierced into the flesh.

"Puff!" Ye Shuming spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his dry meridians began to feel severe pain. He knew that he was at the end of his strength, but his eyes were filled with burning fighting spirit.

Spiritual energy whistled around, and the golden threads evolved from Ye Xiaoshu's formation tightly grabbed the fox.

When the fox disappeared, the golden thread would evolve to a new place.

"Brother, hurry up!"

Ye Xiaoshu's face was as pale as gold paper, and his sea of ​​consciousness felt like it was about to explode with pain. He urged in a weak and slight voice.

Unexpectedly, Ye Shuming, with bloodshot eyes, did not retreat but moved forward. He instantly got close to the fox and hugged it tightly. A crazy smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and he rushed into the air with the huge fox.

"Thousands of shadows!"

Thousands of spiritual sword shadows pierced through Ye Shuming's chest, pierced the fox's heart, and penetrated out in an instant.

Blood suddenly flowed out of the fox's eyes. Ye Shuming's legs went limp, his hands loosened, and he fell from mid-air.

At the same time, Meng Jia stood up tremblingly with the sword in his hand, threw the sword into the air, and spoke in a weak but firm tone.

"Ten thousand swords unite!"

In an instant, Feng Jing became agile, and all his spiritual energy was poured into the sword that could not bear the heavy burden, and with a "swish" sound, the fox was split in half.

"Bang!" The fox turned into a blood rain and fell down. The swaying red flowers instantly rose from the ground and swallowed all the blood rain one by one.

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, everything returned to calm.

"Is it over?" Ye Xiaoshu fell to the ground, covering his head, but struggled to take out all the pills from the mustard bag.

"You come."

Hu Dengfeng, the only one still standing, was entrusted with an important task. He hurriedly trotted to feed medicine to everyone.

After finally settling all the wounded, Hu Dengfeng raised his head and his voice trembled.

"Fox...Fox..."

The injured trio opened their eyes, and saw the fox sitting blankly under the bright golden moon, with a smile on his face.