After wearing the book, I became the white moonlight of the paranoid protagonist

old...what witch?

Bai Qingteng, known as the most beautiful fox demon in Qingqiu, only felt the veins on his forehead twitch.

"What did you say?" Bai Qingteng gritted her teeth, raised her hand and grabbed Yuan Shan from the ground.

Even after eating for so many days, Yuan Shan only brought back a little meat, and it was still very light to carry. He struggled to break free from Bai Qingteng's hand.

Bai Qingteng made the boy shake, and found that the boy seemed to have lost the memory of just now.

what happened.

He casually threw the cub back to the ground.

At this time, Jiang Weilin also woke up slowly, he struggled to open his eyes, and what he saw was snow-white.

"Are you awake?" Bai Qingteng noticed that his hand was still supporting Jiang Weilin's back.

Jiang Weilin nodded in confusion, sat up while pulling the clothes on Bai Qingteng's chest, then turned around abruptly, frowning slowly: "Who are you?"

Bai Qingteng lowered his head slightly, his long white hair slid down his shoulders, carrying a faint fragrance, his brows and eyes were handsome and seductive, and his red pupils seemed to be captivating in an instant.

"What do you say?"

Jiang Weilin recalled instantly, "Fox?"

Bai Qingteng didn't answer, but just hummed softly.

"How did you...become like this." Jiang Weilin just remembered that there is a race in the book called demons, but there are so few descriptions of demons in the book, and he couldn't react immediately .

Bai Qingteng looked at the child in his arms, thinking that he would be plucked by a three-year-old to please a child these days, and he was very upset. He is a majestic Qingqiu fox monster, when did he suffer such grievances!

I just wanted to shake my body, introduce myself to this young natural spirit body, and let this brat respect me in the future.

'Puff'.

Jiang Weilin fell from the arms of the fox demon to the ground, just now the white-haired man turned back into a white fox and fell beside him.

Bai Qingteng:? ? ?

He glanced blankly at his paws, and he was about to explode!

This fox demon is just about to show his might!

The white-haired dumpling immediately walked around on the ground, howling crazily.

"Brother, it's crazy." Yuan Shan said in disgust, and crawled back into Jiang Weilin's arms with hands and feet.

Jiang Weilin fished Zai Zai over, somehow thought of something and caught the white fox as well.

"Can you still use spells when you become smaller?"

Bai Qingteng was very unhappy, lying on his hands angrily, motionless.

"...I'll hold you." Jiang Weilin said tentatively, he remembered hearing such a sentence before he fell into a coma.

Hearing this, Bai Qingteng immediately regained her spirits, her little furry ears trembling crazily.

The closer you stick it, the more spiritual energy you can absorb. It is far incomparable to be on Jiang Weilin's shoulder and in his arms.

"So if you want to answer my question, just nod and shake your head." Some emotions seemed to flash in Jiang Weilin's eyes, too fast to catch, let alone the addictive and attractive Bai Qingteng.

"Can I use spells now?"

Bai Qingteng nodded.

"The aura is not enough, so it becomes smaller."

Bai Qingteng continued to click.

"Is the current aura enough to deal with the danger here?"

Bai Qingteng hesitated.

"Okay, the current strength is equivalent to several stages of Foundation Establishment."

Bai Qingteng clicked twice.

The second stage of foundation building.

The spiritual power in his body at this time can only be used to use the foundation-building second-stage technique, and if there is too much, it will be gone, and not a drop can be squeezed out.

Jiang Weilin grabbed Bai Qingteng and had an in-depth exchange, and came to the conclusion that the fox demon is somewhat useful now, but not very useful.

After finishing speaking, he let go, and Bai Qingteng jumped into his arms and huddled together with Yuan Shan.

"Woo." Yuan Shan sniffed, looking at the fox that squeezed in, wanting to cry and scold.

He was the only one in my brother's arms, so why could this monster come in.

She is obviously a big old witch, but she still wants to get in smaller, shameless!

Jiang Weilin didn't care about the emotions of the two little ones in his arms. He didn't suffer any injuries, but he couldn't bear the pressure of the monster and passed out. But Song Qing was different, he was seriously injured, even his sword was broken.

Moved to Song Qing who fainted.

Jiang Weilin first put aside the two little ones arguing in his arms, and leaned over to help the injured Song Qing up.

The opponent was a little heavy, and he helped him into his arms, and he could vaguely see the blood on the corner of the opponent's lips, as well as the large burns on the tiger's mouth and chest.

"Senior Brother Song." Jiang Weilin called out in a low voice, but there was no response.

He touched his storage bag and took out a few bottles of pills from it.

"Which one is healing." He pushed the unmarked elixir in front of Bai Qingteng.

Bai Qingteng held his chin with his small paws, stared at it seriously for a while, then lifted the cork and sniffed, and finally chose a bottle.

Jiang Weilin poured out a few pills from it and fed them into Song Qing's mouth.

And put the ointment on the burnt area.

The piece of clothing on the chest had been burnt black, Jiang Weilin simply tore it open, and applied medicine to the wound with scarlet lines underneath.

He dealt with it seriously, and the two little ones beside him stopped making noise.

Bai Qingteng rolled herself up on the ground, while Yuan Shan sat on the side watching quietly.

He looked at Song Qing, who was seriously injured, and thought of how the other party was protecting his brother, and how caring his brother was at this time.

My heart felt sour for no reason.

Tears rolled and rolled, and the little hand wiped his eyes calmly.

Bai Qingteng next to him opened one eye and glanced, not knowing where the little demon cultivator got his emotions from, he was crying.

Aren't all demon cultivators murderous?What's going on with this little devil.

Bai Qingteng didn't bother to pay attention to it, and moved Jiang Weilin closer silently, he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief as the abundant spiritual energy surrounded him, wouldn't it be easier than absorbing the spiritual energy by himself?

And Jiang Weilin noticed Bai Qingteng's movements, and couldn't help thinking that the other party wanted to get close to him one after another just now, it couldn't be because of his good smell.

What the fox demon lacks the most right now is aura. Could it be that he has aura?

With a dubious attitude, Jiang Weilin leaned over and hugged Song Qing even tighter.

The white green vines at the feet felt distressed.

Jiang Weilin's bosom where so much aura was taken by a brat who couldn't absorb aura, let alone how uncomfortable he was.

Song Qing was in a coma at this time, no matter how much spiritual energy surrounded him, it would only make him feel better, but it would not allow him to absorb it and recover. Bai Qingteng felt that this kid was occupying the latrine and not shitting.

Feeling the gaze of the fox demon, Jiang Weilin raised his head.

It always feels like the other party is thinking about some messy things.

Ten minutes passed.

Jiang Weilin was feeding and rubbing medicine, he suspected that there was something special on his body, so he hugged Song Qing and didn't let go, his hands were sore.

Fortunately, there is still the coercion left after the monster and the fox demon fight in this room, and other monsters around do not dare to approach.

But not long after, there was movement from behind the broken wall.

"Damn it, that monster burned all my armor."

"Stop talking, my weapon has also melted."

"After tossing and tossing for a long time, I didn't get anything, and even took the treasure given by the master."

"Is there anything in this ruin?"

Small whining sounds approached from far away.

Jiang Weilin noticed a familiar voice.

"Huh? There seems to be someone here?"

The rubble piled on the ground was pushed away, revealing the indoor scene.

"It's you?" Wang Wenxing saw Jiang Weilin at a glance, and frowned in disgust.

Two disciples squeezed in from behind him, and they were also taken aback when they saw them.

One of them hastily exclaimed: "Senior Brother Song!"

"What did you do to Brother Song!"

There are no outsiders here, Jiang Weilin is too lazy to put on a show, and doesn't want to pay attention to them at all, but they are chattering fiercely, so he said lightly: "There are monsters here, Brother Song is injured."

Seeing Jiang Weilin's displeasure, Wang Wenxing sneered, "If you, a mortal, were not holding back, Brother Song would still be injured?"

The disciple next to him said, "That's right, with Senior Brother Song's ability, even if he can't defeat the monsters in this secret realm, he can run away. It must be because of you."

Jiang Weilin raised his eyebrows and glanced sideways at them, "Shut up, Brother Song needs to rest."

He was indifferent, and his appearance of not paying attention to Wang Wenxing and others completely angered Wang Wenxing.

Speaking of which, Jiang Weilin was just a skinny kid who looked less than ten years old, while Wang Wenxing was almost eighteen.

Some people have established the second stage of foundation at the age of 12, while others have reached the sixth stage of Qi training.

Before the entry sect, Wang Wenxing was the son of a wealthy Wang family. He was loved by thousands of people since he was a child. When he detected the three spiritual roots, he was held in the palm of his family until he was 13 years old.

The people around him were either single spirit roots or double spirit roots, and there were very few people with three spirit roots at the end. It was because a lot of money was stuffed in the family that an elder on the top of the mountain reluctantly accepted him as a registered disciple.

Under the oppression of a group of talented and hard-working practitioners, Wang Wenxing, a disciple who had never endured the hardships of cultivation since he was a child, stands out, which is also puzzling.

His master taught him patiently at first, but later let him degenerate.

But even if he slacked off in practice and played every day, Wang Wenxing couldn't be happy. For several years, he had been suppressed by other disciples. .

Wang Wenxing kept suppressing it like this.

To this day, it is rare for a group of cultivators to have a mortal, and he stabbed a few words in an unhappy mood. Unexpectedly, other disciples would help to speak, which made him even more angry.

He is a cultivator, a mere mortal, why would he dare to ignore him!

Now that this mortal sees him, shouldn't he kneel at his feet and beg for forgiveness?How dare you order him!

Wang Wenxing strode forward, grabbed Jiang Weilin by the collar, and said grandly:

"If it wasn't for you, Senior Brother Song would have left safely long ago. You, a useless mortal, not only dragged Senior Brother down, but also dared to speak against me!"

What contradict?

Jiang Weilin just felt that this person was staring at him out of nowhere, which was very annoying, "I haven't met you twice, so why make things difficult."

When he was in the team before, some disciples helped Jiang Weilin say a few words about Wang Wenxing, but now there was no one there.

The two disciples beside Wang Wenxing naturally turned to him, and Song Qing was comatose, and Jiang Weilin, who had no practice at all, was a lamb for him to slaughter in the eyes of the other party.

"What reason do I need to deal with you as a mortal? You deserve to die for being disrespectful to me!" Wang Wenxing said sharply.

Jiang Weilin looked calm, he raised his eyes and said, "Then what do you want."

"Simple." Wang Wenxing thought he gave in, and finally felt a little better in his heart, "Kowtow to me and apologize, and this matter is over."

He thought to himself that cultivating immortals is still useful, and a mortal can still be easily crushed under his feet.

"Impossible." Jiang Weilin remained expressionless.

It's really nothing to look for.

Inferior practitioners are so arrogant that there is no limit.

Wang Wenxing was taken aback, he didn't expect Jiang Weilin to dare to refuse.

In an instant, he felt that the eyes of the two disciples behind him looked at him as if the fire could burn two holes in his body.

It doesn't matter if other cultivators order him, even mortals dare to resist him!

Wang Wenxing was suddenly furious, his face flushed with anger.

After a few words, Jiang Weilin probably knew the reason why the other party came to him, but it was just a useless guy who couldn't get ahead among cultivators, and wanted to get ahead on him as a mortal.

This kind of person, either you will never meet, or you will be very difficult to deal with.

And once or twice inadvertently rubbing shoulders will somehow make the other party hate you even more.

It's better to do it once and for all.

Jiang Weilin put Song Qing back on the ground.

"Since you are so unconvinced, you can compete with me."

"Competition?" Wang Wenxing couldn't believe it for a moment, what was this mortal saying?A mortal, want to compete with him?

a mortal...

Wang Wenxing could hardly help laughing out loud, in fact, he did laugh out loud too.

The two disciples behind him also showed strange expressions.

This mortal is not crazy.

"Don't you dare?" Jiang Weilin said calmly.

He has no emotion from the beginning to the end, even if it is provocative.

But it is this kind of tone that is easy to get angry.

"Okay, how do you want to compare." Wang Wenxing gritted his teeth holding back his anger, thinking that this mortal would beg for mercy later.

"The competition of ordinary cultivators is just to add another heaven and earth contract." Jiang Weilin said slowly: "I won, and I will kneel down and apologize to you for the rest of my life. If you lose, then I will take your waist Storage bags."

If you want to gamble, bet big.

"You really dare to bet." Wang Wenxing wanted to laugh.

Jiang Weilin smiled faintly, "One more thing, the loser must not disturb the other party."

"Yes!" Wang Wenxing agreed without hesitation.

Dealing with a mortal is nothing more than an easy task. He has already figured out how to drive this mortal to work for him for the rest of his life.

"Since you agree, are you allowed to bring my pets along with you? You cultivators all have spiritual pets, but I don't. Isn't it too unfair?" Jiang Weilin said.

"What kind of pet is yours?" Wang Wenxing still kept his mind on hearing this.

"Fox." Jiang Weilin pointed to Bai Qingteng.

Wang Wenxing took a closer look, but he didn't feel a trace of aura. After confirming that it was an ordinary fox, he felt relieved. He was really paranoid. What kind of spiritual pet can an ordinary person bring.

Then he couldn't help laughing twice, "Yes! You can bring ten of them! If it's not enough, why don't you bring your younger brother!"

After the mocking words were finished, the two disciples behind him couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Weilin smiled slightly, "Your brother doesn't have to."

Then he turned around and ordered Bai Qingteng up, coaxingly said: "If I can't be independent for the rest of my life, I won't be able to hug you."

But this sounds ridiculous to others. Encouraging a beast to defeat a cultivator really seems to have a brain problem.

Bai Qingteng's forehead twitched.

When Jiang Weilin asked whether he could bring pets, he had a bad premonition, and sure enough...

Jiang Weilin's smiling expression was in his staring fox eyes, and he couldn't help feeling a little creepy.

And because I asked him about his cultivation just now, he made up his mind to use him!

Wait a moment!Knowing his cultivation level, he deliberately proposed a heaven and earth contract with the other party, isn't it too shameless!