Among the five paranoid male protagonists, who do you want me to choose?

Yu Zhao calmly opened the cage and saw the little fox squatting on the ground vigilantly, with its body bowed like a sharp arrow, ready to fly out at any time.

He circled the cage twice, passed through Yu Zhao's arms and headed straight for freedom.

Seeing that the window was open, he leaped up, his body drawing an arc, his furry fox tail fluttering in the wind, and then he was grabbed by a hand around the waist, pressed into the wooden barrel, and was given a mouthful of warm water.

Leng Quanyi was responsible for pressing and Yu Zhao was responsible for washing, and the two of them cooperated seamlessly.

"Senior Sister, this is a male fox."

"Oh, no wonder it's so fierce. A female fox should be more docile and approachable." Yu Zhao continued to rub the little fox's big tail. It originally looked quite big, but it shrank after being soaked in water.

Finally, his fingers landed on a scar, pushing aside the foamy, wet fox fur. Yu Zhao's gaze lingered for a moment. Leng Quanyi also noticed and said, "He seems to be missing a tail."

"So this should be a nine-tailed fox?" Yu Zhao also reacted.

As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned.

The nine-tailed fox is a naturally spiritual creature, slightly inferior to the four divine beasts. The nine-tailed celestial fox, which is said to have long been extinct, is a relative of the nine-tailed fox.

Although there is only one word difference, the treatment of the two is very different.

The Nine-tailed Sky Fox is a genuine mythical beast. It is said that it has an air of immortality and brings spring wherever it passes. They have received the blessing of the ancient god, the God of Spring. They are born with powerful cultivation and have a very high chance of becoming immortals.

However, many nine-tailed foxes in the world have become immortals one after another. The stronger the cultivation, the harder it is to have offspring. Over time, there are more and more fox immortals in heaven, and naturally there are fewer and fewer nine-tailed foxes in the human world.

After the little fox finished taking a bath, Yu Zhao wanted to wipe him with a towel, but the fox was still alert and shook his body wildly, shaking off all the water on his body. Then he stepped on the small plum blossom print and crawled under the bed and curled up into a ball.

It has a built-in drying skill, awesome. Yu Zhao silently put down the handkerchief and crouched under the bed, staring into his eyes. She was debating whether to cage him or put him in bed with her.

It’s not safe to put it under the bed. What if it runs away again?

When the master comes back to ask her for the fox, she won’t be able to take it out.

Seeing the little fox's dangerous eyes erected and its hair standing on end, as if it wanted to rush over and bite everything to pieces, Yu Zhao sighed, "Let's put it in a cage."

If she were to be placed in the bed, he might bite her neck off secretly. Safety comes first.

The little fox was very agile. As soon as Yu Zhao crawled under the bed, he swung his big tail and crawled out from the other end. He was quite smart.

"Junior sister, hold him down quickly!" Yu Zhao hurriedly said to Leng Quanyi who was standing not far away.

Unexpectedly, the little fox made a series of flexible moves, kicked the girl in the face, and used her as a stepping stone to jump onto the beam.

His purple eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the two people below who were running around anxiously with a mocking look.

It is not very harmful and extremely insulting.

The two girls were busy in the middle of the night, and the noise echoed on Qingcheng Mountain.

Reizui: "Don't pull my hair!"

"Quick, stop him, he's trying to open the window, don't let him get away."

"His tail hit my face." Leng Quanyi was about to go crazy and on the verge of collapse. She smiled at Yu Zhao, "Quick, I've got him, bring the rope."

Yu Zhao was stunned and looked down at her arm. "No, you were holding my hand."

The fox on the table smiled cunningly, full of sarcasm, and the two men and the fox started a new round of fierce fighting.

It was not until midnight that the two of them finally exhausted the little fox's strength and Yu Zhao finally pinned down its big tail.

At this moment, the two men and the fox were already exhausted and fell on the bed, slowly closed their eyes, and fell into a deep sleep. This was more tiring than practicing.

The big furry tail twitched slightly, then covered their bellies.

The little fox's pink paw pads pressed against Yu Zhao's cheek. The candle on the table flickered slightly, and the last ray of light disappeared.

Only the moonlight slanting in through the window slits shone on the hair of the two people, and the shallow breath sprayed on the furry fox fur. The little fox opened its amethyst-like eyes and looked at the girl's sleeping face, as peaceful as a bay of spring water.

Beneath the white neck were slightly throbbing blood vessels, and the sharp fox claws moved, gradually approaching.

Violent thoughts flashed through my mind.

Kill this man and he will be free.

He wants to go back to the mountains and forests. He shouldn't stay here. What he wants is freedom.

She trapped him.

As long as the sharp claws moved slightly, the fragile life would be gone, but when he thought of the girl's death, confusion flashed in the little fox's purple eyes. Subconsciously, he didn't want her to die.

He could smell a calming scent emanating from the person in front of him, and his alert nerves slowly relaxed, his sharp claws slowly retracted, and his forelimbs turned into pink pads of flesh again.

The little fox arched her neck, then found a comfortable position and closed his eyes.

The nights in Qingcheng Mountain are cold, and the cold wind blows through the doors and windows, bringing a hint of chill, but the bed is warm. The little fox's ears move slightly, and he gradually falls asleep.

In his dream, there was heavy snow all over the sky, the sky was dyed gray, and the biting cold wind was blowing from all directions. A snowball followed behind him, and the two walked very slowly.

"Big brother, can you walk slower?"

When he heard the crisp and sweet voice, he could no longer walk. He wiped the blood off his palms on his clean undershirt, bent down and held the snowball in his arms.

The fluffy tail behind it slowly gathered together, protecting the frozen red little face in its arms.

He tutted softly, "Squeamish."

The little fox actually likes to bask in the sun. Its big tail becomes furry and its whole body exudes a warm smell.

But later he always stayed in the mountains covered with snow all year round. It was so cold. Snowballs were better, warm and soft.

Gradually, the snowball following behind him disappeared, and all he could see before him were graves all over the mountains with unclear names engraved on them, but his heart was filled with waves of pain.

Has anyone left him?

He didn't know, but his heart ached.

It was as if his chest was forcibly cut open, and the person hiding inside was being tortured inch by inch in front of him, and he could do nothing.

It was extremely cold and bloody, with broken snow all over the sky.

He is a waste, a fool who only pushes people into a more cruel abyss. He can't find the way out.

He wanted to find a way with her.

But he found that what he provided her was not help, but sin.

The sky was filled with wind and snow, and large snowflakes were floating, passing straight through Yu Zhao's transparent body and drifting quietly into the distance.

So cold.

She couldn't help but shudder.

Suddenly, a flash of blood appeared before her eyes, and then she saw a snow-white fox with its beautiful furry tail hanging down bloodily, and next to it was a bloody broken tail.

The colors of blood and snow intertwined, like a tragic crime.

The little fox's vague sobbing was very faint in the wind and snow.

The howling of a fox.

He is crying.

Even though it was their first meeting, Yu Zhao really wanted to hug him and stop him from crying.

But when she stretched out her hand, she could only pass through the little fox's body.

Suddenly, the wind and snow gradually stopped, and the messy fragments of light were like a broken mirror, cutting a hole in the sky.

A white light flashed before her eyes, and Yu Zhao felt difficulty breathing and broke out in cold sweat, as if something was pressing on her. She suddenly thought, was it that silly girl Leng Quanyi had no place to expend her energy, and secretly hugged her to sleep again?

Why do I feel like my lungs are about to explode?

Something is wrong, very wrong!