Journey to the West: I Am Entertaining in the Great Tang

"Squeak!"

Qin Hao shook his head helplessly and stood up. He wanted to see what kind of mouse it was, the blue sky and white sun, dare to be so arrogant. He didn't think it was a mouse spirit, he believed that even if there were monsters in the present Tang Dynasty, there would be no monsters. Will run to my own home.

As soon as he arrived in the backyard, Qin Hao's eyes suddenly widened and his footsteps stopped.

I saw that in his backyard, a flaming red fox was lying on the stone mill. Under the shining of the sun, the fur of that flaming fox seemed to be wearing a flaming red robe, gorgeous and gorgeous!

"This......"

Qin Hao stared. This fox was not a serious fox at first glance. He hadn't seen him in his previous life. How could he be so beautiful?

"Isn't it a fox? It's too bold. Now in Datang, there are demons and ghosts appearing?"

Qin Hao murmured in his heart, but he didn't worry too much. With the strength of his current heavenly immortal and Qingping sword in his hand, it was enough to deal with most of the dangers.

"Squeak!"

When the flaming red fox saw Qin Hao, he immediately looked alert and wanted to jump off the stone mill, but when he stood up, he lay down again.

Qin Hao only noticed that there were some blood stains under the fox's body. He hadn't noticed it before because of the red fur.

"No wonder it sounds like a mouse!"

Qin Hao couldn't laugh or cry, thinking about it, it should be because of pain.

So, in the backyard, Qin Hao and the fox looked at each other, silently.

"Are you a god?"

After a while, Qin Hao asked curiously.

The fox tilted his head, with some spirituality in his big eyes, but did not answer.

Of course, if it could speak, Qin Hao would definitely turn around and run.

"Then are you a monster?"

The fox continued to tilt his head, looking at him somewhat dumbly.

"I can rest assured that!"

With a kind smile on his face, Qin Hao slowly approached.

"Little fox, don't worry, I am not a bad person, let me see your injury!"

Qin Hao approached step by step, his face soft, and his tone soft, as if he was abducting a child.

"Squeak!"

The red fox's blue eyes were full of vigilance, trying to struggle to get up, but perhaps the injury was too serious to get up.

A smile flashed in Qin Hao's eyes, which made him even more relieved.

Immediately, without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and touched it directly. This time, it was too cool, and the fur was extremely smooth, as if it were the most delicate silk.

"Squeak!"

The red fox exploded its fur instantly, and the one with its teeth and claws would bite Qin Hao's hands.

"You wait here, I will get you some medicine and treat it, otherwise your injury is likely to be fatal!"

Qin Hao didn't care, he just pulled away the fox's paws, stood up, and entered his room.

Looking at the back of this human, a sly and smile flashed through the beautiful big eyes of the red fox.

Stupid humans did not realize that I was acting!

However, in the next scene, it couldn't laugh. No matter how hard it struggled, Qin Hao received a so-called treatment, and the current red fox was completely unable to move.

What was wrapped up was like a mummy.

"The craftsmanship is not good, bear with it!"

Qin Hao tied a bow at the end and smiled awkwardly.

red fox:"......"

So, in the following days, another member was added to Qin Hao's bookstore, and that was Little Red Fox.