The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

Su Muwei, who was standing on the Bifang bird, had dark eyes that emitted a cold light like ice.

What Nan Xingchen didn't know was that Su Muwei had a high level of spiritual power, and everything he said just now had fallen into his ears.

He drove the Bifang bird back to the top of the southern star.

Su Muwei opened his thin lips and said slowly: "Okay, very good, you'd better keep your word. If your spiritual power cannot surpass mine within three years, I will make you live a life worse than death."

Nan Xingchen suddenly held his breath and quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth. This fox's ears were indeed sharp and he heard the insults he received behind his back.

Not to mention three years, even if she was given thirty years or three hundred years, her spiritual power would not be able to compete with that of this fox.

Nan Xingchen shuddered and couldn't help but touch his neck. Let's live one day at a time!

"Stupid woman!"

Accompanied by a laugh, a wet thing "pa" hit Nan Xingchen's face.

It flowed down her forehead and blocked Nan Xingchen's nostrils. A bloody smell accompanied by a foul odor filled her nasal cavity, and she retched in nausea.

It was the food in the bird's mouth! ?

This bird is just like his owner, a pervert! Perverted bird!

Ouch...

She raised her eyes to the sky.

Su Muwei put his hands behind his back, looking down at her coldly with a hint of sneer on his lips.

Nan Xingchen was so angry that her blood rushed backwards. She wished she could knock him off the bird's back with one punch. It was a pity that she was just a useless person with no spiritual power.

She gritted her teeth and endured it, then raised her hand to touch her face, her hands were covered in blood.

This damn male vixen turns out to be a young man with a strong sense of revenge!

When the Bifang bird flew away again, the small white dot completely disappeared in the air, and Nan Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

She endured the aches all over her body, walked to the spring and washed her face, looking at her reflection in the water. Her eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as a painting, her cheeks were as red as fresh litchis, her eyes were like autumn water, and her skin was whiter than snow.

She curled her lips and murmured, "Nan Xingchen, Nan Xingchen, you have such a good appearance, but you are actually a coward."

After resting for a while, she picked up a branch from the ground, struggled to stand up and was about to leave.

With a "whoosh", a furry little creature jumped into her arms.

Nan Xingchen staggered and sat back on the ground. She lowered her eyes and looked at the little creature in her arms. This thing that looked like a wolf and a fox must be a spiritual beast. Spiritual beasts need spiritual things to feed them.

How can she, a person who can barely protect herself, have the ability to raise a spiritual pet?

She poked the little guy's head with her index finger and said with a wry smile: "You recognized the wrong master! I can't afford to support you."

She put it on the ground and continued, "Go quickly, keep your eyes open, and find a good owner."

She leaned on the branch and walked forward a few steps. The little guy was very persistent and kept following her.

Nan Xingchen looked back at it and said jokingly, "You have such big eyes, but you are such a blind guy. I am so tattered that I can't even protect myself. How can I protect you and how can I support you?"

Walked a little further.

Suddenly, he heard hurried footsteps not far away, so Nan Xingchen tiptoed and climbed up a dense tree nearby.

She sat down on the tree trunk, pricked up her ears, and looked around constantly.

After a while, I saw some familiar figures.

Nan Xingchen's eyes froze and his heartbeat stopped for a moment.

The leading woman was an old acquaintance of hers, the vicious woman who shot arrows in the back, whipped and humiliated her, verbally abused her, and even threw the original owner off a cliff.

The woman was pretty and delicate, with a pair of cat-like eyes that were lively and pretty. She was wearing a green long skirt and a golden hairpin in her hair.

This person is Shi Zhi.

Nan Xingchen covered her heaving chest and realized that this was the resentment of the original owner.

At the same time, Zhi was walking side by side with a handsome man. The man was extremely handsome, but there was a huge difference between him and Su Muwei.

How can the clouds in the sky be compared with the mud on the ground?

Nan Xingchen rolled her eyes, and with the help of the original owner's memory, she recognized that the man was the original owner's fiancé, the second prince of Dayu Kingdom: Chu Mohan.

It was because of this person that Shi Zhi wanted to kill the original owner.

Chu Mohan was accompanied by a woman with a lively appearance and coquettish manners. That woman was Chu Mohan's sister: Princess Chu He.

Chu He pulled Chu Mohan's sleeve, pouted, and said impatiently: "Brother Wang, we have been going around in circles and passed by this place several times. When will we find it?"

Chu Mohan lowered his eyes to look at her, and said in a doting tone: "He'er, you have to be patient. Spiritual beasts are hard to find, not to mention that it is still broad daylight."

Chu He glanced at Shi Zhi beside him and said calmly, "Brother Wang, I heard that Nan Xingchen also came to the Soul Devouring Forest two days ago and has not returned for two days and two nights. If the rumor gets out that she is an unmarried woman, I'm afraid..."

There was a hint of malice in her eyes, and her intention to provoke was obvious.

Shi Zhi hurriedly echoed: "Brother Mo Han, you are so sincere to her, but she stayed out all night."

When Chu Mohan heard the words "Nan Xingchen", his face darkened and his brows furrowed.

He said in a deep voice: "Stop making such a fuss."

Chu He and Shi Zhi looked at each other, and they understood each other tacitly. Chu He cleared his throat and continued, "Brother Wang, don't be fascinated by the beauty of that loser Nan Xingchen. In the entire Great Domain Kingdom, everyone's spiritual power is higher than that woman. If you marry her, you will become a joke."

She held Shi Zhi's hand and continued, "If you ask me, Sister Shi Zhi is very good. She is beautiful and has high spiritual power. She is a hundred times stronger than that loser. Anyway, I only recognize her as my wife."

Shi Zhi looked up at Chu Mohan, a blush on her cheeks.

Chu Mohan glared at Chu He with a dark face, and said helplessly: "He'er, my engagement with Xingchen was decided by my father, so stop talking nonsense."

Chu He still didn't give up, she said again: "Brother Wang, He'er knows that you are coveting Nan Xingchen's beauty, why don't you marry Sister Shi Zhi and take Nan Xingchen as your concubine?"

Nan Xingchen on the tree was furious when she heard this. She was not even willing to be the legal wife, so how could she be a concubine? Fuck your mother's head!

A handsome man behind Chu Mohan waved the fan in his hand and said jokingly, "No, no, I think Nan Xingchen is very interesting, and she is the legitimate daughter of the Nan Palace, how can she be a concubine?"

Chu He snorted coldly, pointed at the man holding the folding fan and shouted: "Rong Ke, I think you must have fallen for that loser Nan Xingchen, why don't you just marry her."

The man holding the folding fan was Rong Ke. He smiled elegantly and said, "I do admire the beautiful Nan Xingchen. It's a pity that the man has feelings for her but the woman is heartless. She only has feelings for my brother. I can't take someone else's love away, can I?"

Chu He said angrily: "Rong Ke, shut up! What's so good about that little bitch Nan Xingchen? How could you be interested in her?"

Rong Ke, the eldest son of the Rong family, is one of the most talented young men in the Dayu Kingdom. Her father has secretly tested her several times, wanting to marry her to Rong Ke.

Who would have thought that Rong Ke would be interested in Nan Xingchen?

Meeting Chu He’s murderous eyes.

Rong Ke chuckled, opened the folding fan in his hand, shook it gently a few times, and said no more.