Rebirth: Taking Away the 10 Billion-Dollar Assets of His Bad Dad

Yang Qing was looking into a pair of big watery eyes:

"arctic fox?"

A little snow-white fox, only the size of a palm, was looking at Yang Qing with an innocent face.

Yang Qing's heart melted instantly, and he loosened his grip. The little fox timidly retracted its claws, looked at the fish and then at Yang Qing, whimpering as if asking:

"Can I eat it?"

Being looked at by those clear little eyes, how could Yang Qing refuse? He nodded and pushed the grilled fish towards the little fox. The little fox's face was full of joy, and he ate it carefully in small bites.

Yang Qing sat on the ground, supporting his chin with his hands on his knees, and looked at the little fox in fascination. The little fox was eating happily. After taking a few bites, it raised its head and whimpered at Yang Qing.

Soon the fish was eaten by it. The little fox did not leave immediately. Instead, it buried its head in Yang Qing's arms, lay on Yang Qing's legs, yawned comfortably, closed its eyes and fell asleep quickly.

Yang Qing was speechless. He ate my fish and used me as a bed? But looking at the little fox sleeping,

Yang Qing never got up and left, but instead practiced his skills to consolidate his realm.

It was not until sunset that the little fox slowly opened its eyes and stretched comfortably in Yang Qing's arms, whimpering to Yang Qing.

Yang Qing smiled:

"Are you hungry again?"

The little fox nodded, and Yang Qing actually saw a trace of shame on the little guy's face.

Yang Qing shook his head, caught two fish in the stream, and started a fire to roast them. The little guy ran and jumped excitedly, spinning around, and from time to time stretched out his little paws to reach for the roasted fish on the campfire. Yang Qing quickly picked up the little guy:

"Be careful of the burns!"

The little guy blinked his big eyes, looked at Yang Qing as if he understood something, and cried softly.

Finally, the fish were grilled. Yang Qing took the two fish off the campfire and put them aside.

"You can't eat hot food now!"

The little guy lay on the side, staring at the grilled fish, his saliva dripping unconsciously. Although he was very greedy, the little guy still obediently did not move.

Yang Qing tested the temperature and said:

"Eat it!"

The little guy jumped up excitedly, pressed the grilled fish with his two little paws, and started to eat it with a smacking sound.

Soon, the two fish were eaten clean again. Yang Qing put out the fire, stood up and patted the ashes off his butt:

"Okay, I'm going back now, you should go back soon too!"

After saying that, he walked towards his own hilltop. The little fox tilted his head and looked at Yang Qing's back. After thinking for a long time, he actually followed him.

Yang Qing returned to the hut and sat down on the stone bench in front of the door. In his previous life, Yang Qing was best at using the sword. His master robbed countless sects in the heavenly realm and found a magic sword for him. But in this life, let alone a magic sword, even a good sword is hard to find. Yang Qing thought about going back and mobilizing all his connections to find a good sword!

Suddenly, Yang Qing felt something pulling at his trouser leg. He looked down and saw:

"Little white fox? Why are you here too?"

Yang Qing picked up the little white fox and stroked its white fur comfortably. The little fox looked at Yang Qing with hope and whimpered, its two little front paws constantly making greeting gestures.

Yang Qing looked at the little guy in confusion and asked tentatively:

"You want to follow me?"

The little fellow's eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded in a humane manner. Yang Qing also smiled, hugged the little white fox and said:

"Okay, then follow me!"

The little white fox narrowed his eyes, and it looked like he was smiling. It was obvious that the little guy was very happy!

The little head kept nodding in Yang Qing's arms. Yang Qing got up and went back to the house, and put the stream water he brought up from the mountain on the fire.

As they were going back to Zhongzhou tomorrow, Yang Qing cleaned the house inside and out and left a note for his master, hoping that he could stay in Zhongzhou for a few days.

That night, Yang Qing continued to practice, and the little fox arrived at a new place and everything looked new to him. He ran here and nudged there, going crazy until the second half of the night, and then he crawled into Yang Qing's arms and fell asleep.

But Yang Qing didn't notice that traces of true energy overflowed from Yang Qing's body and gathered towards the little fox. The true energy was absorbed by the little fox in the blink of an eye.

In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight streamed into the cabin. Yang Qing slowly opened his eyes and exhaled. Just as he was about to get up, he noticed the little fox sleeping soundly in his arms. He smiled. Carefully, he placed the little fox on the bed, stood up, and prepared to go out for a set of boxing!

"Oh, I still want to sleep!" Suddenly, a pretty girl's voice sounded in Yang Qing's mind. The girl sounded about four or five years old. Yang Qing felt his hair stand on end. He looked around the whole hut in an instant, but there was no sign of anyone in the hut?

Yang Qing frowned. Was he hallucinating? Frowning, Yang Qing walked out of the hut.

This set of boxing is called Tianxuan Fist, which gathers the power of heaven and earth and transforms it into a fist and kick technique! When practiced to the extreme, the sky will collapse and the earth will shake, with the power to destroy heaven and earth!

After finishing a set of punches, Yang Qing stopped and was about to go back to the house when the voice appeared in his mind again:

"Wow! Brother, you fight so well!"

Yang Qing immediately looked around vigilantly, and saw only the little fox lying at the door, looking at him quietly.

At this moment, Yang Qing had a bold idea in his mind, and this idea also scared himself.

Yang Qing walked towards the little fox, and the voice sounded again:

"He's coming, he's coming! Hug me!"

Yang Qing was confused and picked up the little fox. The little fox immediately squinted its eyes comfortably and nudged its furry little head into Yang Qing's arms.

"Oh my, it feels so comfortable in my little brother's arms!"

Yang Qing's eyes widened in surprise:

"Is it you who's talking?"

When the little fox heard Yang Qing's words, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Yang Qing in astonishment:

"No way? No way? Can you hear me, little brother?"

"Really you?"

"Hey! Bro, it's me!"

Yang Qing excitedly lifted the little fox up and examined it carefully. In his previous life, he had heard from his master that spiritual beasts that had cultivated for a thousand years could awaken their spiritual intelligence, and with this intelligence, they could communicate with their masters. Could this little fellow actually be a spiritual beast that had cultivated for a thousand years?

"What's your name?"

The little fox tilted its head and looked at Yang Qing:

"I don't have a name!"

Yang Qing held the little fox in his arms again:

"Then let me give you a name!"

"Good! Good!"

Yang Qing thought for a moment and said:

"Since you're all white and a little fox, I'll call you Xiaohong!"

The little fox frowned and looked at Yang Qing with a questioning look on his face. Yang Qing laughed out loud!

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'll just call you Jiushuang!"

The little fox whimpered twice:

"Great! I'm Xiao Jiushuang!"