(Not finished yet, partially filled in, please read it later)

"There is a leader of the Su clan."

"Long live the patriarch."

"Long live!"

The vixens cheered together.

No matter what dangerous situation we are in, now that the patriarch is here, it can definitely be solved.

This is Qingqiu Fox's confidence in the head of his family.

Su Jingmo felt the same way.

When she recovered from her panic, the hunched figure floating in the sky was completely clear.

Just seeing that figure made her feel at ease.

After all, Patriarch Su is not only the patriarch of the Qingqiu Foxes, but also the mother who gave birth to her and raised her.

Su Jingmo shook his head.

No, we still have to find a way to escape.

The mother probably just smelled her scent and did not confirm her existence. Now there is still a chance!

Nigeluda!

"Momo, is this your mother? Huh?"

Isis looked back and found that her familiar had quietly slipped away into the distance.

At this time, Youyou's hoarse voice echoed in everyone's ears.

"Xiao Jingmo, why are you running away? You haven't seen your mother for three years and you're leaving without saying a word?"

Tushan Yiyi suppressed her laughter.

Your children are anxious to keep their innocence.

The hunched figure in the sky slowly descended, opened his palms, and a suction force suddenly appeared.

In the distance, a white-haired girl who was trying to escape found that she could no longer move forward and was instead retreating.

"Uh-no!"

Su Jingmo was sucked back by his mother without any resistance.

The two happened to be looking at each other face to face. The slightly turbid red boy and the clear red boy looked at each other.

The old woman looked at the white-haired girl in front of her, and a hundred thousand question marks popped up in her mind.

She hesitated for a moment and asked:

"Who are you?"

Su Jingmo showed a smile, as gentle and charming as a stream: "Hello, my name is Hu Tutu, and I am a wild fox. Thank you for your help this time."

"So you are not Xiao Jingmo."

The old woman nodded.

Then, she suddenly yelled loudly: "You bastard, you haven't grown wings in three years, and now you dare to lie to your mother, right?"

"Woo."

Su Jingmo was so frightened that he squatted on the ground holding his head: "Mom, no, mother, I was wrong!"

Old woman: "..."

She can't fix this melon boy.

Is this timid vixen, who looks more like a female vixen than a female vixen, really her little son?

To be honest, except for the exact same smell, she couldn't find any trace of her youngest son.

It was indeed difficult for her to connect the beautiful white-haired girl in front of her with her little son.

In the old woman's mind, even if Xiao Jingmo's appearance is more delicate, he should still be as delicate as a scroll.

What is going on now?

What made Xiao Jingmo change so much in three years?

The old woman said in a deep voice: "Jing Mo?"

Su Jingmo said pitifully: "Well, mother, I am Jing Mo."

"That's good. It seems that my eyesight is still bright and I didn't recognize the wrong person."

The old woman looked at her 'son' kindly and gently.

A thin whip appeared in the old woman's hand at some point.

"Tell mother, since you are still alive, why didn't you go home for so long?"

Su Jingmo took a breath of air: "Mother, don't, at least not here, it's very embarrassing..."

stop!

"Well-"

Su Jingmo's delicate face suddenly turned red.

Her butt was hit unexpectedly by the whip.

pain!

It hurts like crazy!

The last time her mother spanked this area was more than forty years ago. She was still a naughty girl at that time, but since her mother brought Lili back, she has never been spanked again.

Unexpectedly, after more than 40 years, I felt the touch of a whip for the first time in a long time.

After the old woman whipped her once, she swung the whip and struck her a second time.

"If you don't go home for three years, if I ask you not to go home for three years, will you still dare to do it in the future?"

"I don't dare anymore, it hurts..."

The slender whip in the old woman's hand made a rustling sound, and it hit Su Jingmo's buttocks just right every time, causing Su Jingmo to jump up and down and cover his back.

The foxes watching the show trembled in fear, fearing that the whip would strike them.

Snap, snap—

Isis subconsciously touched her behind.

Mo Mo's mother is so cruel. If she knew that Mo Mo was like this all because of her, she wouldn't be beaten like this, right?

Little Yunyun said curiously: "My uncle will be beaten like this."

Isis knelt down and asked, "Has Yunyun been beaten too?"

There was a trace of fear in the eyes of the little white fox: "Yunyun's father used to beat the disobedient Yunyun with this kind of whip. The father said that this is Qingqiu Fox's butt whip. Every household has one, specially used for education.

The disobedient little fox, no matter how hard you hit it, it will only hurt, but it will not bleed, and at most there will be a few red marks on the buttocks."

"ah?"

Isis was confused when she heard this.

Are there any whips like this in Qingqiu?

You Qingqiu foxes are really good at playing, much better than us witches.

Su Jingmo was slapped more than a dozen times. When he found that he couldn't escape, he simply sat on the ground and said with a grimace:

"Mom, please stop spanking me, your butt is really going to swell!"

After being beaten so many times, the old woman's anger was almost gone. She took the whip back and walked over to help the girl.

"Tell me, why did it become like this?"

"What is this like?"

The old woman said helplessly: "I believe you even if you say he is a female fox, but my mother doesn't remember that the little son she gave birth to is actually a daughter."

Su Jingmo's eyes lit up and he pointed at Isis who was watching the show:

"It's because of this cheater that I'm like this. If you want to beat me, mother, beat her too!"

Isis: “!

!”

In the witch clan, only the master deceives the familiar, how can the familiar deceive the master!

Damn Mo Mo, Master, I have recorded this plot!

The old woman raised her head and looked at Isis, observed it briefly, and immediately realized something was wrong.

"Soul contract connection?"
To be continued...