The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

The raccoon sniffed and said, "Master, although your swordsmanship has improved, your training has not improved at all. You must not slack off."

She had a gloomy face and her tone was quite complaining.

Nan Xingchen covered his mouth and coughed twice guiltily, then smiled and said, "I won't do that in the future. When I go to Sunset Valley, I will practice diligently."

The raccoon said solemnly: "Master, you can't be decadent, you must roll it up!"

Nan Xingchen grinned. She stood up and patted Rouli's head. "Yes, yes, good Rouli, I won't let my cultivation go to waste as long as you supervise me."

But her real body was damaged, and her foundation was hurt. If she wanted to advance again, it would be difficult.

The raccoon dodged for a moment, his cheeks flushed, and he pretended to be mature and said, "Master, I am older than you, don't try to coax me the way you coaxed the Demon Lord."

Nan Xingchen was both amused and confused, and couldn't help but pinch her pink little face again: "Got it."

She paused and said, "Don't mention Lord Demon in the future."

The raccoon seemed to understand and responded, "Okay."

Nan Xingchen and Rouli headed towards the Sunset Valley together.

……

the other side.

Su Muwei sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and immersed his consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness, in a state of blurred consciousness, as if he was half asleep and half asleep.

Yicheng helped Su Muwei feel his pulse. His eyes narrowed slightly and a look of horror appeared on his face.

Su Muwei suffered a head injury, which caused him to become mentally ill.

He was just curious, who in this world could hurt him?

Yicheng gathered spiritual power in his palm and input it into Su Mu's head, hoping to help him heal his head injury.

boom--

Yi Cheng covered his chest with a look of pain on his face. Su Muwei's cultivation was too powerful and overbearing, and he was bitten back by this overbearing spiritual power.

Yicheng adjusted his breathing for a moment, and tried to inject spiritual power from his chest, but it still didn't work.

He couldn't help but frown and complain: "You are in this state, but your body is not relaxed at all. I don't know who hurt you?"

As expected, strong people all have powerful defensive capabilities.

Qian Yi pushed the door open and asked, "Master Yicheng, why did His Majesty lose his memory?"

Yi Cheng narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "He suffered a head injury and is mentally disturbed!"

A trace of worry could not help but appear in Qian Yi's eyes. Who would hurt the Demon Lord? Nan Xingchen suspected that there was a traitor in the demon clan. Could it be true?

Yi Cheng said, "Go tell that woman that I want to take Brother Su away for treatment."

Qian Yi was silent for a moment, then continued: "She's gone."

"gone?"

Yi Cheng was surprised. Seeing that the woman was so nervous about Su Muwei, why would she leave?

Qian Yi hesitated for a moment: "Master Yicheng, if His Majesty wakes up and finds that Nan Xingchen is not here, will he blame us?"

Yi Cheng gently waved the snow-cherry feather fan in his hand and said in a rather arrogant tone: "Blame? Your master has lost his memory, and he can compete with me? If I hadn't let him go today, I would have beaten him to his knees and begged for mercy."

pop-

Yicheng was slapped on both sides of his face, and then the Xueying feather fan fell to the ground.

"Su, Su Muwei, you..."

Yicheng felt the power of this force and couldn't help but tremble with fear.

The big talk just now was actually heard by the fox?

Qian Yi looked towards the bed, where was the shadow of the Demon Lord?

She shouted, "Master Yicheng, the Lord is missing."

Yicheng took a deep breath and looked at the bed, thinking that Su Muwei must have gone to find his fake 'wife'.

He couldn't help but sigh: "How can this be the cold-blooded demon king? He is simply a clingy male vixen."

……

Nan Xingchen took the civet cat on a half-day journey.

Finally we arrived at Sunset Valley before dark.

A ray of setting sun shines on the shimmering lake, and in the center of the lake there is an extremely elegant pavilion.

The surrounding area is full of peach blossoms and weeping willows, the scenery is beautiful, like a dreamland.

A familiar figure suddenly appeared by the lake, tall and slender, handsome as a bamboo, with an elegant demeanor.

Nan Xingchen was momentarily distracted. Has his memory recovered? Is it the cold-blooded demon who came to cause trouble, or is it the gentle and considerate vixen Su Muwei?

The man suddenly turned around with a faint smile on his lips. He flashed and suddenly appeared beside her. He raised his warm big hand and held her small hand.

She called out in a gentle voice, "Madam."

"Su, Su Muwei..."

Nan Xingchen was full of surprise. Could it be that the arrogant Yi Cheng failed to restore his memory?

Su Muwei held her in his arms and said pitifully, "Madam, you said you were going to the forest to hunt rabbits. I went to the forest to look for you, but I couldn't find you. Madam, why did you come here?"

Nan Xingchen put her head on Su Muwei's chest, with a charming look on her cheeks.

Su Muwei lowered his eyes and stared at the woman in his arms, his heart trembling.

Nan Xingchen's eyes trembled slightly, and he whispered, "Do you know who you are?"

Su Muwei shook his head: "I don't know."

Nan Xingchen felt strange. She nestled in his arms, sighed, and actually felt a sense of relief.

Since he hasn't recovered his memory, let him continue to be her brother!

"lady?"

Seeing that Nan Xingchen was surprisingly quiet, Su Muwei raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, with a puzzled look on his face.

Nan Xingchen came back to his senses and asked with a faint smile: "Qian Yi, where are the two of them?"

Su Muwei said proudly: "I slipped out quietly when they weren't paying attention."

Nan Xingchen paused and said, "Qian Yi is from the fox tribe and will find us soon."

Su Muwei suppressed the smile on his face and said, "Madam, have you forgotten that I am also a fox? If you don't want her to find us, she will never find us in her lifetime."

"Wow! You are amazing!"

Nan Xingchen pinched her fair chin, raised her eyes to look at him, her expression slightly relieved.

Smelling the rich fragrance on her body and listening to her soft and sweet voice, Su Muwei couldn't help but lean over and kiss her forehead.

Feeling the hot breath in his eyes, Nan Xingchen huddled in his arms, motionless.

shhhhh--

Suddenly there was a slight noise in the bushes, and both of them pricked up their ears at the same time.

"Su Muwei, be careful!"

Nan Xingchen pushed him away, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly felt something slippery and wet around his waist, and instantly he felt the surroundings turn dark.

Nan Xingchen subconsciously closed his eyes, and the only sound he could hear was the rushing water.

I could feel my body falling rapidly and my consciousness was a little distracted.

In a trance, a strong arm, like a steel bar, firmly grasped her waist.

She fell into a hard and warm embrace.

A cold and familiar breath hits my nose.

"lady……"

Nan Xingchen was in a hazy state of consciousness, but when he heard the word "Madam", he felt unusually relieved.

Suddenly, I had an illusion that as long as I was with him, I would not be afraid even if I fell into hell.

In a daze, she nestled in his warm embrace, losing all consciousness...