Feng Yan looked at Wei Xingzhen.

He looked down at the little devil in front of him, "It was a coincidence, and nothing else could be told."

The expression on the child's face was even more proud, "Hmph, don't you say it, right? Do you know you've been in big trouble!"

"Oh? I hope to hear it carefully."

"You and other ignorant people are understandable if you don't know these. This Gan Shang Sword is an ancient thing, and it has been ten thousand years in the world--"

Wei Xingzhen interrupted ruthlessly, "Who told you?"

The child was so angry that he grabbed the stone beside him and threw it over, "No one told me, it was recorded in the inscription on Youdu Mountain! There is cold jade on Youdu Mountain, and it is recorded from ancient and modern things. This is still fake - and I am the immortal, don't interrupt me!"

Feng Yan lowered her eyes and smiled, "It was him who was usurping. Please continue with the Immortal."

The child coughed lightly, and his expression calmed down again, "My origin, the old man has already told you during the day."

"Um."

He put his hands behind his back and raised his head like an old master, "Although I have experienced three thousand years of change, as the saying goes, a mountain is higher than a mountain. I am not invincible in this world."

Feng Yan sighed softly and said in support, "I don't know which Daluo god is fortunate to become the enemy of the Supreme Immortal."

"It's the tablet you smashed today - Ji Zhen!"

Wei Xingzhen narrowed his eyes gently.

"Isn't that your youngest grandson?" Feng Yan asked.

The child snorted, "If he appeared in front of me, I will naturally have a way to make him kneel down and call me grandpa! This man, who has been born hundreds of years earlier than me, actually occupied all the worldly opportunities and treasures recorded in Youdu Mountain, which are recorded in literature! No one left for me!"

"A few hundred years earlier than you?" Feng Yan showed a puzzled expression, "Aren't you three thousand years old?"

"yes."

"In the afternoon, the Uncle Zhang said that Ji Zhen was only nine hundred years old." Feng Yan tilted his head, "How could he have been a few hundred years earlier than you?"

"Uh..." The child's expression suddenly frozen, and he blinked, "Ha, this doesn't matter!"

"Then look at this friend beside me?" Feng Yan said with a smile, "He used to be Ji Zhen."

"…?" The little fox demon frowned and walked to Wei Xingzhen, sniffed it gently, and immediately showed a disgusting expression, "Ordinary man! You deserve to be called Ji Zhen..."

"Supreme Immortal, have you ever seen Ji Zhen?" Wei Xingzhen asked.

"This monster is extremely cunning, so this immortal has not found any trace of this person yet."

Wei Xingzhen laughed, "Since you have never seen him, how did the Supreme Immortal know that your chance and treasures were all occupied by this demon?"

"Of course I know!" The child rubbed his nose gently, "The thunder monument with the name and lifespan of the demon fox on Youdu Mountain is only two. One is mine and the other is Ji Zhen. Other birds and beasts cannot leave the mountain - who else can be found in the stone carvings except for Ji Zhen taking it away?"

"Then it doesn't sound like we are in trouble," Wei Xingzhen whispered, "The opportunity to be the immortal was taken over by others. If there is a big trouble, is it you?"

The child was stunned for a moment, and clenched his fists in anger, "You, you - when the real Ji Zhen finds his Shenshang sword is with you, you will die soon!"

"Mr. Wei..." Feng Yan laughed, "What are you doing to bully a child--"

The big tail behind the little fox demon suddenly exploded, "How many times have I said that I am not a child anymore! Is it over that old man three thousand years old?"

"Sorry," Feng Yan said warmly, "You just said that the name and lifespan of the fox demon are recorded on the Thunder Monument?"

"It's not your business! Why are you asking about this?"

"Ah, because I want to know what the immortal is called."

The little fox demon's expression flashed for a moment, and then he immediately said disdainfully, "Are you worthy of listening to my name? Don't talk about these things here? If you don't tell me how you got the business, I will eat you alive tonight or not-"

Before he finished speaking, the red rope on Feng Yan's body suddenly began to wander.

She raised her hand gently, and the red rope was like a living thing, wrapped around her left arm obediently and obediently.

"You-" the little fox demon stared at the scene in front of him, "What did you do-!"

"Since the Supreme Immortal refuses to tell me the name," Feng Yan whispered, "Then I have only one last question left..."

The little fox demon vaguely felt something was starting to become wrong in some places, but before he could react, a sense of oppression that he had never felt before was pressed down like a sea of ​​pressure.

He was frozen all over and could not move.

The little fox demon felt frightened in his heart, as if the god of death was breathing gently in his ear.

——This woman actually broke free from his Chishui practice!

Did all the respectful words just now be pretending?

Feng Yan knocked on his forehead, and the child, who was originally three feet tall, suddenly turned into a furry little fox and fell to the ground.

Feng Yan grabbed his tail and lifted it upside down from his thick robe. The little fox struggled desperately in the air, screaming, screaming.

"Call again, and call again, pull your tail off." Feng Yan said softly.

“!!”

The little fox immediately stopped the sound.

——Devil! This woman is a devil...

Wei Xingzhen also walked behind Feng Yan at this time.

"What did A Yan just want to ask him?"

Feng Yan grabbed the little fox's neck, his voice a little intimidated, "A mountain citizen said you will bless them tomorrow, right?"

The little fox nodded like pounding garlic.

"What blessing did you give to the mountain people here?" Feng Yan said coldly, "Don't. Lie to me."

"I said! I said!" The little fox whimpered, "I... I will give them soybeans!"

"soy?"

"Soak in water for two days, the beans will turn into gold..." The little fox looked at Feng Yan, and tears were scared from the corners of his eyes.

“What is the price?”

The little fox looked up in a daze, "What's the price?"

"Where did the gold come from?"

"I don't know..." The little fox burst into tears, "I slept for a night with flowers, plants, stones and wood. When I woke up, the things in my arms turned into gold... I hatched the beans into golden beans, and then used illusions to turn them into ordinary soybeans and spread them... "

"Oh." Feng Yan was a little surprised, "So amazing."

The little fox cried: "Grandma, please let me go!!! I shouldn't have come to trouble you!!! I don't want the Shenshang Jian anymore!!! Ah——"

"Mr. Wei," Feng Yan turned around, "Can you come and help me carry it?"

Wei Xingzhen stepped forward, grabbed the little fox's two front feet, and pointed its belly at Feng Yan.

Feng Yan took out a wooden bell from her sleeve and raised her hand to tie it around the little fox's neck.

The little fox struggled hard, "I don't want it, I don't want it! What's this thing!"

Feng Yan withdrew her hand and said softly, "Have you ever seen a rooster with plucked hair?"

"…?" The little fox had tears in his eyes. Although he didn't understand why Feng Yan asked this, he still nodded.

"Kick and scream like this again," Feng Yan whispered, "pull all your hair tonight and marinate it for one night, and put it in the pot tomorrow."

Little Fox:???
Chapter completed!