Chapter 2321 The Little Fox of the High Cold Master (1)

"Master, the only way at this time is to kill the big battle with a bad feeling, and then kill her with your sword of extinction."

"Must be fast, now the red line has been wrapped around the bones, it is going to the body of the soul, no longer delay."

"Once the red line is really caught, you can't solve the love of the master."

The voice of the human voice, the sound of the sword.

Huo Huo rang.

Bai Weiwei opened his eyes and was a man in a white robe with a sword to fight.

She found herself lying on the cold ground, here is a huge hall.

Antique, carved and painted.

The ceiling is terrible.

There are objects like spells everywhere.

This is... repairing the world?

Bai Weiwei just thought so, but suddenly found that something was wrong.

She stretched out her own...the claws were tied with red transparent threads.

The thread is secondary.

The claws are the focus.

Is she long hairy? Long hair. Long hair!

Is she too much male hormone in this plane, and she has grown a bunch of hair?

Leg hairs are more than the target of the Raiders, but also long, still dense.

Where did she come from to face others?

Bai Weiwei looked desperate and stretched out his claws and licked his face... His face was long hairy.

She was disfigured and disfigured.

The blue hair of this sunny day made her faceless.

The messy white buddies are still screaming to fight.

Suddenly a calm, as the clear spring hits the stone like a clear sound.

"Emotional silk can bind the soul of the kidnappers, let the shackled people tempted, and affect the cultivation, but can not manipulate the wisdom of the repairer."

This voice has just fallen.

Silver is the main tone, in the magnificent hall.

Everyone was quiet, and the little brothers in white closed their mouths, stood up straight, and looked serious and listened.

Bai Weiwei licked her face with two small claws, and also lifted two round, radiant, light-colored eyes and looked forward.

The transparent red thread continues to extend forward.

The end of the red line is outside the crowd, on the high platform.

The fairy haunts, one person sitting on the huge lotus, under the wide sleeves of the white red side, a white delicate finger.

A thin red line wraps the white to the fingertips that are nearly transparent.

The owner of the finger is an unusual young man.

The red hair of the hair is red, the exquisite and beautiful face is cold and calm, and the lotus print with a light powder between the eyebrows makes the beauty suffocate.

He has thick long eyelashes, deep and clear, and the white mist dyes his eyelashes, bringing out a few glimmers of light.

Everything is noisy in front of him.

However, the glimpses of the light quickly precipitated.

Bai Weiwei holds her face and contrasts with others. She really wants to shave her hair.

She was speechless for a moment before she heard the system say, "I am coming, do you want to enter it?"

Bai Weiwei also does not care about the environment.

Immediately said: "Enter."

Both are long-haired, and she is in a hurry.

System: "Well, hold back."

The memory immediately surged.

Bai Weiwei accepted the memory and surprisedly pulled the mouth.

This time her identity is hard to say.

It is a fox.

A real fox that is not a metaphorical rhetoric.

It is a real, white-footed fox with four feet on the ground, pointed ears, and a large plush tail.

This plane is an advanced plane.

It is the cultivation of the fairy face.

All kinds of flowers and trees, birds and beasts can be cultivated into fine, and then cultivated into the kind of fairy.

Human beings are of course the best in cultivation.

(End of this chapter)