Chapter 132 Goodbye Fox

The visitor stood in the air, wearing a Taoist robe, fluttering in the night wind, looking at Hu Qiushui and the cold on the roof in a condescending posture.

"Hmph! Demon Spirit! He dared to enter the Central Plains! Do you really think there is no one in the Central Plains?!" the man said coldly.

Hu Qiushui smiled and said, "Oh, the old Taoist Niu Nose has a hint of a hint. What's the old Taoist Niu Nose in Songyang? Is the old Taoist Tianchengzi dead or alive?"

"Rare!" The Taoist shouted in a low voice, "How dare you call me the name of the ancestor Songyangguan! Who are you?"

"Oh, it turns out that he is a little Taoist priest from the Feng generation. Get out of here, don't block the way!" Hu Qiushui was very rude.

She didn't even ask about the other party's name.

It's very puzzled when it's severe cold.

This little vixen is very awesome! Even the ancestor of Songyang Temple, Tian Chengzi, dares to call him by his name. What does this mean? Could it be that she is the nine-tailed Heavenly Fox who has been practicing for thousands of years?

The Taoist gaze was bright, but he could not see through Hu Qiushui's background. Even the man in black behind her could not see through the cold cold.

He did not get out of the way, but snorted coldly: "Rare! Is this a place where you and other demons can berthless?!"

Hu Qiushui still looked very calm, raised his head and said to Yan Han: "Go and chop him! A good dog doesn't block the way. These bulls have a good nose, so they are not even as good as dogs!"

The cold was stunned.

Kill him?!

But he did not hesitate, but took a step forward, raised his head, and shouted to the Taoist: "Hey! Which Taoist are you from Songyang Temple? I will kill you after you get the name!"

"Don't worry, go chop! He dares to take action, I'll kill him!" Hu Qiushui said it lightly.

It seemed as if in her eyes, a dignified master of the Soul Realm was like an ant. If he wanted to kill someone, he would be as relaxed as if he was wielding his fingers.

The Taoist was not so relaxed, but his face was solemn, with a golden flower blooming on his head, and he snorted coldly: "Arrogant!"

Yan Han was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, so he reached out and waved his hand. The black and black blade body was as if absorbing all the light, and he rose into the air and slashed down with one knife.

With Hu Qiushui snatching the formation for him, he had his all-out sword, leaving no room for anything.

The black sword light, like a black lightning, seemed to be about to cut through the gloomy dark clouds in the sky, and rushed straight to the Taoist in the air.

The man was shocked and flew away with a whoosh, without any drag. While flying back, he waved his hand and a silver light came up.

Bang!

The violent shock waves splashed everywhere.

The silver streamer was as if struck by lightning, and the light suddenly dimmed, as if it was about to extinguish. It was shaking and staggering towards the figure that flew away from the Taoist.

The cold is even worse, and the whole person falls from the air as if exhausted.

Hu Qiushui flew over, picked up the shaking streaming light with his hand, then turned around, caught Yan Han, hugged him and chased him with his tail.

At this moment, the Taoist dared not block the road again. After flying back for a while, he seemed to wake up, turned to the side and flew past, disappearing into the darkness.

Hu Qiushui jumped out of the city wall and came to the riverside with the severe cold.

This is where she taught the cold last time that she practiced the Flying Fox Step. It was very remote and open.

Yan Han let out a long breath, gasped, and cursed: "This broken knife is really a slash!"

Hu Qiushui chuckled with joy: "That's because your cultivation is too low, you can only cut it with one knife! No, you are really just the cultivation level of the Concentration Realm? How can this knife, the cultivation level of the Concentration Realm move?"

"Do you recognize this knife?" Yan Han asked.

"Of course!" Hu Qiushui became arrogant again, "This knife is famous, but it happened many years ago. People nowadays don't know."

Yan Han said: "What happened many years ago? Are you a vixen who has practiced for thousands of years?"

"Ah! What kind of vixen, is the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox?" Hu Qiushui cursed, "What? Do you think I'm old?"

Yan Han was speechless all of a sudden. Looking at the angry face in front of him, he reached out and wanted to hug her. However, he was clearly in front of him, but he hugged her empty!

"What do you want to do?!" Hu Qiushui asked repeatedly.

The cold air said, "Oh, you can't keep your word! I've made it clear last time, let me kiss you!"

"Who told you to think I'm old?" Hu Qiushui looked even more angry, staring at Yan Han, and a soul stared at him.

"Old?" Yan Han explained clearly, so he simply stopped explaining it, but directly cheated on it. "Even if you are a vixen who has practiced for thousands of years, in my eyes, he is just a little sister Qiu Shui!"

He said, spread his arms and hugged him again.

Hu Qiushui flashed and dodged: "Ah, what little sister! She is obviously Miss Qiushui!"

The cold is chasing behind, and the flying fox steps unfold, full of momentum.

Suddenly he yelled, his feet tilted, and he was about to fall to the ground.

Hu Qiushui floated over like a white cloud in an instant, held him in a hurry, and said angrily: "Hmph! I was reluctant to make a knife just now, and I still have to show off now. Now I know it's amazing!"

"I know! I know!" Yan Han said repeatedly, holding her arm and standing firm, "I..."

Just as his eyes turned, before he could express it, Hu Qiushui caught his true intention and exclaimed, but failed to break free and was held in his arms by Yan Han.

She just gave up.

If I really wanted to break free, I would probably not be able to catch her in the ten severe colds.

The second half of the exclamation was blocked back, stuffed in his mouth, turning into a ummy voice.

After half a salary, he finally separated. Hu Qiushui was shy: "You are really greedy? I agreed to kiss you, what are you doing!"

"This is kissing!" Yan Han said with a thick face: "I didn't say that I could only kiss my face."

Hu Qiushui opened his eyes wide and looked innocent.

My god! He is really a vixen! It's so tempting! Yan Han screamed in his heart, and could no longer suppress it, so he held it over.

This time, Hu Qiushui cooperated a lot and responded very enthusiastically.

After a long kiss, the two hugged each other. Hu Qiushui sighed with satisfaction and said, "Oh, you are so arrogant. I'm leaving!"

"Go? Where to go?" Yan Han was shocked.

"Of course I'm going back to southern Xinjiang!" Hu Qiushui said, "Do you want to go with me?"

Yan Han secretly complained in his heart that it was a pity.

Why is Hu Qiushui leaving at this critical moment? If she stays, maybe she can become a big helper.

Hu Qiushui seemed to be able to feel his thoughts and said quietly: "The Central Plains is going to be in chaos. Jiangdu is a sign of heavenly tribulation. Something big is about to happen. Our demon spirit clan abides by the ancestral teachings and cannot interfere in the disputes between the human race. I don't know what you want to do, but I can't help you directly."
Chapter completed!