The Count looked at the cave that appeared, and as he had guessed, a stronger smell of fox came out from it.
There could be laughter from the cave, and the sound of laughter could be heard, but there was only one woman's voice.
The Count asked everyone to wait outside, and there were countless dangers ahead. If you take those who were unable to resist in, you might be plotted against by foxes in the cave.
The viscount was worried about his father's safety, but he had to obey the count's orders.
The viscount and the hunters were both left outside the cave entrance. The Count held a magic wand in his hand, hiding everyone outside with illusions, defending the fox and dog jumping over the wall, and hurting the people outside.
The Count has no absolute confidence to defeat the fox. The fox is so cunning, he has to use a strategy to complete this rescue.
The Count also used illusion to hide his body, walked in step by step, and entered the cave. If he didn't know that this was a fox's cave, he would definitely think that this was a luxurious residence...
The furniture and ornaments here are all good, and you can imagine that the fox lives like a daughter-in-law here.
This is imitating the life of a daughter-in-law, and even the girls in his village are not as good as this fox.
Entering the cave is a living room, inside is the boudoir and the inner room.
He entered the boudoir and saw the fox sitting on the bed with only the leftover gauze clothes. On the bed was a middle-aged man whose top had been taken off. This man was an uncle in their village.
The uncle who just disappeared is really here. He looks like he is unconscious, not sure if he is dizzy or fascinated.
"Who?" The fox seemed to have smelled another breath and looked around vigilantly.
It stopped laughing, and couldn't search for people with his eyes. He jumped out of bed and looked at every part of the cave.
But how can I find someone?
The Count didn't expect that the fox's nose was so sensitive. He had already used illusion and was noticed by the fox. He even guessed that he must have tracked their smell and came to their mountain village and captured the uncle here.
Such a cunning fox cannot let it harm others, and must be removed.
The Count recited a spell to the magic wand again, "Raababababababababa" the magic wand emitted a dazzling light, and only he could see this light. The fox, who was looking around, seemed to feel the danger approaching and wanted to escape from the cave.
Its movement was a little late, and its just-flying body was bound by a force, and it issued its own spell to resist.
"Migu"
The fox screamed, screaming loudly but could not relieve the pain on its body. It only felt that this force was getting tighter and tighter, and it was still burning its life.
You can feel that its lifespan is disappearing bit by bit, the spells on its body are also losing money, and the spiritual power that has been cultivated for thousands of years is constantly disappearing.
This is not just a physical pain, but also a soul pain. Its body was slowly knocked back to its original form by this force. The transformed beauty turned into an old fox, with wrinkles on the fox's face.
The fox kept struggling with its claws, but failed to get what he wanted. He was unwilling to die just like this, and he was unwilling to turn into ashes.
Using all its strength to perform a powerful blow is actually just a false move, and the real purpose is to escape.
He has used this trick before. He used it 100 years ago. He successfully escaped at that time, but he didn't expect that he would have experienced such a disaster again today.
The fox finally turned into a wisp of smoke, which dissipated in the air and drifted towards the exit of the cave.
The fox was seriously injured and kept his last breath to escape. At this time, it hated humans. It was humans who let it escape twice, and humans beat it seriously injured twice.
It vowed that after it healed, it would take revenge and come back, and these humans were destroyed here.
"Where do you go?" The Count did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Keeping this beast that harms people would definitely bring disaster to their village. Except for him, the village had this magic wand, the rest of the village was like ordinary people.
The light of the Count's magic wand chased the fox and blocked the wisp of smoke that the fox had escaped, wrapping the wisp of smoke in the light.
"Humans, you have the courage to come out, you are so cunning and treacherous, damn humans, you must die a good death."
The fox cursed, and it had to scold it. If it didn't scold it now, it might not be able to scold it in the future.
The voice of cursing at this moment is like this curse. After practicing for thousands of years, it has become a type and is so easy to be killed by humans.
Speaking of which, the fox has only really killed one person, of course, the powerful young master was hunted down by their family.
Now that I want to do evil, I have not yet achieved it, I have been killed by humans and I want to kill it.
The Count didn't want to say much to this kind of fairy. If the cunning fox was kept, it would definitely be a disaster.
How could he contact a fox who does evil? The magic wand punishes the sinful person. The magic wand punishes the fox, which means that the fox has done evil, killed people, and killed innocent people.
The Count used a magic wand to chant the spell again, and used the power of magic to resolve the curse trained by the fox, and even used the magic wand to swallow the smoke turned into by the fox.
"Human, I will let my tribe members avenge me, you guys wait..."
When the fox said this, the wisp of smoke that disappeared at the end turned into a phantom. This phantom used its last power to pass the phantom to the family.
It’s a pity that the person who killed it did not show up at this moment, the fox only knew that it was done by humans.
He thought it was done by those people yesterday, but he didn't know which one it was. The message from the whole family was that the humans on this mountain killed it.
When the fox disappeared, the count took the magic wand out of the hole. As soon as he came out of the hole, he found rattan sticks protruding from the ground.
"Not good..." The Count had not shown up yet. The illusion he made with magic wands and the rattan did not find their tribe.
"Vox spirit, come out quickly, don't pretend to be dead. It's not fun to eat it until you die." Vinegar seemed to feel that the fox was in danger and used his power to explore the fox's cave.
When its roots came to the fox's cave, it found that it could not find the fox's cave. It had searched for the fox's cave before, but was fascinated by the fox's magic again and again.
The illusion that the Count changed was not visible, and its vine roots were on the ground, constantly waving.
The Count's tribe members were at the entrance of the cave. The appearance of the rattans. Those who had seen them were frightened and waving and dancing around the rattans, they kept dodging.
Fortunately, Vinegar could not see them, and they were all relieved when they saw the count coming out with a coma uncle on his back.
The count helped the uncle put on his clothes, waved his hand to the tribe members with his back, and everyone followed him out of the deep mountains and forests.
The uncle's son took over the father on the earl's back. When the son was the son, he carried his father on his back, and the earl also protected them down the mountain.
The vine cannot find the fox, and I feel the breath of someone here, but I cannot find the human being.
The vine waving its power, waving its angrily, its crazy waving scared the nearby trees and animals.
The Count brought the tribe back to the village, and then woke the uncle who was fascinated by the fox's illusion with a magic wand to wake him up.
"Children's father, how do you feel?" The uncle's wife asked with concern and concern.
"What's wrong with me?" The uncle was fascinated and had no memory at all.
"Dad, you were almost fascinated by the vixen, and you were almost killed by the vixen." His son looked at his confused father and gave him an answer.
"Vox spirit?" The uncle then remembered the beautiful girl he saw when he went down the mountain.
"The child's father, fortunately the count saved you, and fortunately the villagers saw your bundle of firewood in time."
"My bundle of firewood is back? Where is my pheasant?"
"Yes, brother, you are so careless. Why are you so careless? I picked up your firewood and a rope that tied pheasants on the side of the road, and recognized your son when he saw it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to rescue you in time."
"Thank you, thank you for your concern, thank you for your young patriarch." The uncle stood up gratefully and bowed to the villagers.
The Count has the responsibility to protect the tribe members. Their only ones are magic wands, and they can use magic wands to protect their fellow villagers. They cannot imagine how other tribe members survive in the world without magic wands?
"Haha, we are all a family, why be so polite? Uncle, you and your family will be shocked to you. I have something to do, so I'll go back first."
After these two or three days of experience, the Count knew that hard work was necessary, and ordinary mortals would only bully others.
The mortals he had met did not offend people, did not encounter God's pursuit, but encountered man-made disasters.
This is the world of immortal cultivation where the strong prey on the weak. They will be bullied in ordinary worlds, not to mention that they will encounter more powerful monsters in the deep mountains and forests.
Originally, they were half-human and half-beasts, and could withstand many monster attacks, but they didn't expect to encounter monsters like foxes or vines.
I don’t know what kind of fairies I will encounter in the future? They must become stronger and cannot rely solely on magic wands.
Gefengla looked at the count's back, but could only watch silently. This man was so busy that he could not say a few more words to him. This was the warrior in their copycat and the strongest among the young people.
The Count looked at the promise of five days and one day, and he had to arrive at the Immortal City on this day.
I went home and got together with my family, had enough food, and left quietly alone with my storage bag.
After the last time he was tracked, this time he used magic wands to perform illusions and ran quickly, just like he had learned light skills on the mountain road and on the plain road, like a fast horse running like a fast horse.
On the road to the mortal world, people only felt a gust of wind blowing, like a fast horse running by. The strong wind scared the mortals.
At night, he would sleep outside. During the stay, he also used magic wand phantom technique. He was really afraid that he would suddenly come out and grab it or that he would find it suspicious and track it down.
The Count finally arrived at the Immortal City almost evening the next day, and found the Holy Pavilion, and entered the shop in the surprised gaze of the shopkeeper.
He asked someone to follow him, but he actually lost the person and scared him back. This person must have mysterious power.
That person couldn't explain this mysterious power clearly, and he only said that he destroyed the residential houses, and suddenly there was a force to restore the residential houses to its original form.
I wonder who this mysterious power comes from?
However, in this person's explanation, the shopkeeper guessed that it must be the young man. As for how this young man rests and how to use mysterious power?
This is something he has been thinking about these days.
The shopkeeper looked at the customer in front of him, but he didn't react for a moment. He smiled reluctantly when he reacted: "Customer, what do you want to buy?"
"Shopkeeper, I came here as your boss made an appointment. I wonder if your boss is back?"
"I'm back, I'm back. Our boss is in the room, waiting for the guests to come." The shopkeeper took the count to the door of the boss's room and knocked on the door.
Not long after Jiang Tang came back from the Su family, he brought a group of women, Dugu brothers, and Su Chang'an.
A group of people were chatting in his room and they couldn't have time to go into seclusion in the room. He didn't want to go into seclusion so quickly. There were so many people in the Su family, and they all went into seclusion in a general price.
Not only did he make a general price, but all the people he brought were offered a general price.
Jiang Tangpu became the Lingfu, and he was still the highest-level person among their group of people.
Hearing the knock on the door, he waved his hand and the door opened automatically, and saw that there was the shopkeeper outside and a young man he had met.
This young man has special characteristics, and it is impossible not to remember it or not. Jiang Tang thinks that this young man must be a foreigner.
I also know that this young man is a blood clan and I have heard that people from the blood clan can eat people.
But I didn’t feel murderous in this young man. Could it be that the people in the blood clan who have been in decline for millions of years?
I heard from this young man that they lived in seclusion in the world of immortal cultivation for thousands of years, and came here to live in seclusion this time because someone came to their village to kill people.
Jiang Tang guessed that this demon was the Taoist priest with the golden elixir cultivation in his space.
He did not kill this person for a while, but the spirits in the palace of Hell trapped the person inside and could not go outside to harm others.
Jiang Tang walked out of the room, and the young man came, the reception room next door.
He walked out, and the others were still in the room, knowing that he had something to do, and did not follow him to the next room.
"Brother, is there anything you need to ask me for?"
Jiang Tang asked the young man to sit in the reception room with him, and the shopkeeper stood aside and poured them tea, without any intention of going out.
When Jiang Tang asked, the count glanced at the shopkeeper, and Jiang Tang waved to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper walked out and closed the door with some reluctance, but stood at the door and didn't want to walk away.
Of course, Jiang Tang knew about his behavior. The shopkeeper was the city lord. Even if he was now paying his salary, he was still someone else used to use it.
The Count didn't want her affairs to be known by others, and of course he didn't want other people to know about them, which might bring danger to the young man.
It has more or less a protective mentality for customers' safety.
Jiang Tang waved a barrier for this room, like there was an extra soundproof wall.
"Brother, now others can't hear what we say. If you have any words, you must be useful to take the storage bag. I wonder if there is something to come to me?"
The Count took out the storage bags he had obtained from the store and placed them on the table, saying to Jiang Tang:
Chapter completed!