Fu Chen looked at her solemn appearance and sneered and contemptuously looked her.

It turned out that he deliberately pointed out his identity and caught him the biggest handle for this matter.

This is really like-minded and worth taking advantage of.

There will be no pie falling from the sky, and there will be no diligence in everything. He has deeply understood this supreme truth through his previous life.

In the previous life, he learned the mystery of Taoism thoroughly. He discussed cultivation and sword arts in all directions. No one dared to compete with him. He could turn the world upside down by holding the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.

But no matter how mysterious the Tao is, it is impossible to see through people's hearts.

He thought trust could bring loyalty, and favor alone could bring love, and he thought that delegating power could bring blind dates to brothers and sisters.

But in the end, the exchange was betrayal, frame-up, and the cold sword that pierced into the chest.

The woman in front of him is different from his feelings, and he does not talk about the righteousness of the world, and talks with him about mutual benefit and win-win use.

It's really inexplicably trustworthy.

"Don't hurry to answer, think about it." She stood up slowly, looked at his scarred body, and said again without hesitation: "However, if you don't want to form an alliance with me and don't want to reveal your identity, it's best to kill me during this period, otherwise, I may not sell you one day, what do you think?"

Then, he walked down leisurely and leisurely.

Looking at her back, Fu Chen's eyes were filled with cold light, and his fists tightened and tightened.

Suddenly, two golden lights passed by, and he raised his hand and grabbed them, and the two coins were steadily caught.

"Go and buy a bottle of Jinchuang medicine and change into new clothes." The woman waved at him without looking back: "Oh, after all, he is the prince of the fox clan. How could he be like this? Tsk tsk tsk tsk."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, the gratitude that had just ignited, instantly turned into ashes. Fu Chen Tie blacked his face, pinched the two cold gold coins in his hand, and watched her until she disappeared.

Why is this woman so unpleasant?

He slowly walked down the steps, slept in the cold woodshed all night, and walked towards the Medicine Pavilion as soon as it was dawn. He thought carefully about the words she heard last night several times in his mind.

Humph, I'm afraid everyone in the world knows this unlucky look now.

God was really cruel to him. He gave him a second chance and actually gave a child the body, saying that he was a fox prince, but he was poor and penniless. He dug three feet into his memory and didn't even find any friend.

This fate is too malicious.

If he depends on himself, he will not talk about the potential that can burst out in his body, nor will he mention whether he can beat Fusang. Maybe he starved to death before he saw him.

He walked on the road and noticed an unusual breath beside him. He raised his hand to block it. The iron rod hit his arm hard, and soon he saw a piece of bruise.

Zhaoyue stood not far away, and she could see everything that happened.

She was bound to change to a Heavenly Lord, but she didn't care about the world for hundreds of thousands of years. Only the Battle of the Wasteland took action for him, and Fusang took the lead and took his life first.

That day she wanted to ignore the demon clan and destroy the heavenly clan and change the world.

But……

After all, she was a soft-hearted person. She had been protected by him for more than 300,000 years. Even if he died in his spirit and could never come back, she could not watch everything move towards destruction.

That only rescued her, she stood at the middle, top and darkest stage in the world.

In her eyes, Fu Chen was chased by the red fox with an iron rod not far away, which made her feel a little anxious.

A hundred meters away, Fu Chen looked at his Hunyuan's head and snorted coldly. Isn't this person the Red Fox Shangli who threw him down the canyon, and the fox clan companion who came to the Medicine King Valley at the same time.

He has been "careful" by him in recent decades.

He pretended to be weak and said cowardly while avoiding it: "You threw it down the valley today and was covered in wounds and could not stand it."

Unexpectedly, the red fox smiled, wiped his face, and said happily: "It's only because of the wounds all over the body that you can practice."

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and beat him up without saying a word.

Fu Chen snorted coldly in his mouth. While he was not paying attention, he touched the stone on the ground and squatted down suddenly. The moment he was about to hit him, his fingers were linked and bounced out, hitting his calf.

With a click, a wail was heard, and the fat man in front of him fell to the ground unstable center of gravity.

The person next to him came to hear the sound and hurriedly straightened Shangli, but saw that his right leg was not open and his flesh was not blooming, but the bones inside were folded into a horoscope.

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and finally they looked at Fu Chen, who was trembling all over his body, holding his head in front of him.

"You little garbage from the woodshed actually broke his legs!"

Fu Chen covered his head with both hands and said tremblingly: "It's him holding an iron stick to beat me, what's up to me!"

Several people looked at the iron stick in Shangli's hand and looked at each other.

"I must have used some evil ways! If you don't teach you a lesson today, I'm sorry, Junior Brother Shangli!" As he said that, Yishui rolled up his sleeves and surrounded him in the middle.

Fu Chen squatted on the ground, complaining secretly in his heart.

How cowardly is this fox prince living on weekdays?

Then he pointed at the ground with one hand and drew a small circle towards the ground.

Seeing all this, Zhao Yue was worried that there were too many people. When she saw him squatting in the middle with his head in his arms, she thought she wanted to eat raw punches and feet. She was a little anxious, but when she saw him drawing a circle on the ground, she swallowed her stomach with her hanging heart.

The prince of this heavenly clan is actually not stupid. Why was it so doubtful when he was in the Ninth Heaven before?

He was alone in the dark about what he saw in the world and wilderness.

As she shook her head with emotion, the ground with Fuchen as the center suddenly flew sand and stones. The seven or eight children who had rushed up to punch and beat her before rolled in the air several times along the force, and then fell to the ground.

In an instant, there was a wail.

Zhaoyue smiled with satisfaction and turned around and left.

"You wild fox! If you have the seeds, you will wait! Wait!"

Seeing the seven or eight children getting up from the ground and not forgetting to roar and threaten him, Fu Chen coldly retorted: "If you dare to come again, I will kill you."

Several children were frightened by his cold appearance, and helped the Chihu Shangli, who had broken legs, and ran away in a hurry.

The simplicity left a long echo in the air: "Should you wait for me!"

Turning his head, he glanced at the roof where she was standing, and seeing her leaving with a smile, Fu Chen got up and patted the dust on the tattered clothes, and snorted: "Mediating on others."

The cold wind in the late autumn of Medicine King Valley was gustless, but Zhaoyue's mood was not at all depressed.

Turning over the hall at the entrance of the mountain, walking along the main road to the front of the medicine furnace, she looked up and down, and nodded with satisfaction.

I opened the Qiankun bag and took out the Shangpin medicinal materials I found from Yun Xiaoxian last night. I pressed my hands lightly and turned into foam.

Originally, she didn't need to refine medicine in the Medicine King Valley. Her more than ten melting pots of refining medicine in the Moon Sea Huanhua Pavilion were thousands of times better than those here.

But……

Zhao Yue looked back at Fu Chen's direction, and a beautiful curve appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Prince Dog, I lied to me in my previous life, and I will see where you will run in this life.

Thousands of years ago, during the rainy season of Junji Mountain, she passed by a dilapidated temple that she sheltered from the rain. When she opened the door, she saw him cursed because the sealed ghost woman was covered in wounds. At that time, Zhaoyue was just a girl who looked like she was seventeen or eighteen years old. She was not good at speaking but was proficient in the art of life. On the rainy Junji Mountain, she spent a few months to save his life.

When the post-natal clan summoned him, he hurriedly held her shoulders and told her that he would come and let her wait for him here.

When Zhaoyue saw that he had just recovered from his injury, she was about to go out in the rain. In desperation, her pronunciation was not so accurate, and she said: "Hot wet in the rain, be careful of getting wet in the rain!"

For some reason, he heard of it as a spirit woman, a little fairy woman...

Then, she waited for him alone for a hundred years, waiting for the news that the prince of the Heavenly Clan was engaged to her for sixty years as a little god named Lingnu.

At that time, she muttered it three or five times before finally getting confused about what happened.

At this moment, he was laughing coldly while pounding medicine.

Bastard, you finally fell into my hands again.

The inexplicable chill laughter caused the disciples of Medicine King Valley near the melting pot to retreat repeatedly and dared not say anything.

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Chapter completed!