Blue Demon Fox

On his face, Xuan Feimo's pupils flickered non-stop, as if something was roaring in his heart, but he couldn't catch it.

Yan Qingfan also stared at Xuan Feimo, and for a long time, he smiled on his pale face like paper, and said angrily, "Feimo...kiss me."

Xuan Feimo put his arms across Yan Qingfan and planned to leave: "I won't let you die! There will be a way to save you!"

The inner alchemy is completely destroyed, how to save it?He didn't know, but he knew very well that at this moment, how much he didn't want Yan Qingfan to die. He admitted that he had fallen in love with this nine-tailed fox named Yan Qingfan.

Yan Qingfan shook his head vigorously: "No, I want you to kiss...kiss me."

Consciousness has begun to blur, body sensations are also gradually dissipating, Xuan Feimo, will you remember that he once liked you in the future?

Xuan Feimo lowered his head, put his lips on his blood-stained lips, and kissed him deeply with an unprecedented tenderness, Yan Qingfan, why are you so stupid?

Familiar breath, soothing touch, falling in love with Xuan Feimo, he has never regretted it.

Yan Qingfan had the strength to respond to him at first, but in the end it was Xuan Feimo who took the initiative. This kiss lasted as long as a century.

After an unknown amount of time, Xuan Feimo felt Yan Qingfan's body limp and paralyzed, and she was in his arms, feeling so close, yet further and further away.

Yan Qingfan finally closed his lips and teeth weakly, a comfortable smile was fixed on the corner of his mouth, under the curled white eyelashes, those eyes that were smiling and lively, but they would never open again.

An unexpected but unacceptable white light flashed before his eyes, and Yan Qingfan turned into his original body, a small white nine-tailed fox.

The souls left the body one by one, gradually becoming transparent and blurred in the air.

Xuan Feimo stood up abruptly, never in his life had he used such great strength to hold back anything, he almost used up all the mana in his body, just wanted to gather those scattered souls and give him a lively Yan Qingfan.

However, they dispersed little by little, Yan Lingfeng couldn't bear to look any more, and turned around to wipe away the tears welling up in her eyes.

Xuan Feimo stood still on the spot with a firm determination.

The last ray of spirit turned into a stream of mana and melted into the Kunlun Mirror.

The scene in front of him was exactly that year, the year Zhong Yunxuan died.

On the day Xuan Feimo was recalled to the underworld, Xuan Lingyun came here - Zhong Zhai.

Then there is the scene of the underworld. Xuan Lingjun inherited his father Xuan Yintian's position as the underworld lord, and the underworld had a big banquet, and Xuan Feimo was confined by Xuan Yintian for three days because he went to the mortal world privately and stayed for a long time.

Zhong Yunxuan died under various tortures by Xuan Lingyun.

The body was thrown into the Wangchuan River, where the evil spirits in the river bit and devoured.

The soul is exiled in the mortal world, without the reincarnation of the underworld, it cannot be reincarnated, and will only disappear under the erosion of the yang energy of the mortal world.

The scene in front of him was chaotic for a long time, and then he seemed to hear faint crying.

As if the clouds and mist were being pushed away, Xuan Feimo saw a soul wandering under a dead tree.

There were bursts of convulsive pain in his heart, and his Yun Xuan was crying there.

His eyes were still blurred by tears, and his heart seemed to be unable to breathe.

Above the dead wood, a cloud stopped.

Standing on the clouds was a young man in a blue robe. He looked at the weeping boy Yunxuan below. Yunxuan's soul was gradually drifting away in the breeze.

The person on the cloud is Li Ye.

He fell in front of Yunxuan, and Yunxuan looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"Are you afraid? Why are you crying so sadly?"

"I don't want to die, I haven't waited for him to come back." Yun Xuan's voice trembled slightly.

"Then you can't wait here."

A magic circle appeared in Li Ye's palm: "The queen of the Qingqiu Fox Clan is about to conceive, so you can reincarnate in her!"

The Queen of the Fox Clan in Qingqiu, the soul of the fetus in her body developed slowly. After 200 years, she gave birth to the last fetus of the Nine-Tailed Royal Family, the fifteenth prince of Qingqiu——Yan Qingfan.

At this moment, Xuan Feimo was old, confused and blank.

Zhong Yunxuan loved him, but he didn't protect him well.

Yan Qingfan loved him, but he didn't really love him.

All of a sudden, he seemed to have lost all his strength. The world was quiet and dark, and the world was in chaos. He was like an eagle flying wildly in the boundless chaos. In the mist and darkness.

Also entered the Kunlun Mirror, Yan Lingfeng also knew about Yan Qingfan's previous life.

Handing over Yan Qingfan's original body to Xuan Feimo should be the result Yan Qingfan wanted.

But Xuanfeimo shook his head numbly: "Take him back to Qingqiu, where he was born and died, he should go back there, don't be like Yunxuan, buried in Wangchuan, with no bones left."

Xuan Feimo is now like a living dead without a soul, Yan Lingfeng just looked at him and nodded: "What about the Kunlun Mirror?" If he wanted it, Yan Lingfeng would not stop him.

All he could hear was his lifeless voice: "Take it back too!"

When Xuan Feimo left, Yan Lingfeng looked at his back, he was extremely old, as if he was about to fall down at any time, and he could be seen in a trance, the blue hair, which was black before, suddenly became frosty and white like snow.

Later, I heard that people from the underworld and the ghost-controlling clan searched the entire mortal world and the demon world. Even if they searched the sky and the earth, no one has ever seen the man named Xuan Feimo.

The author has something to say: the end of the article, no matter how poorly written it is, it is the end. Seeing the last kiss, I would like to thank you. I hope everyone is healthy and happy every day.