I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

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"Stop joking, excuse me, do you still have any rooms available?"

It was late afternoon, just past dinner time.

The girl on the upper floor was still singing "Thirty-Six Touches" with practiced ease.

When a man entered Chunfeng Tower, all eyes were on him.

I've seen people patronize prostitutes without paying, and I've seen women pay me off by writing poetry.

This is the first time I've ever carried someone here myself.

It's absolutely outrageous that a father would open the door for someone so outrageous—it's outrageous to the extreme.

In the past, the woman who greeted him would probably have kicked him out as a troublemaker.

But the newcomer's appearance was so otherworldly that she felt her heart, which had become numb from years of wandering, tremble again.

"Young master, I have a room here, free of charge. What do you think?"

Huang Quan shook his head after hearing this; his coming here was out of necessity.

Due to the unusual activity in the Redstone Forest, many herb gatherers have been forced to leave.

In addition, there are many well-meaning practitioners who come for the sake of the fictional 'tomb'.

In a short time, he asked seven or eight inns, and they were all full, mostly occupied by cultivators, who all put up signs to refuse to be disturbed.

It's safe to say that rooms are extremely hard to find.

If he were alone, it would be fine; at most, he could travel back to the Heavenly Demon Sect without sleep or rest.

At his level of cultivation, not sleeping has no effect whatsoever.

Although there is a habit of sleeping, it can be overcome.

The important thing is, isn't there one still hanging there?

Judging from the handsome young man's half-dead appearance, he might not be able to withstand the hardships of travel.

After thinking it over, Huang Quan realized that it didn't matter where he stayed.

It's a brothel, not a dog pen.

However, this woman didn't have much sense. There were two of them, including the handsome young man, so one room wasn't enough. Did they have to sleep together? He was about to ask for two rooms.

Huang Quan snorted coldly: "I have two people here..."

The woman glanced at the person he was carrying on his back, who was covered in a black robe and whose appearance was obscured.

Seeing that he wasn't very burly, she gritted her teeth and said, "Two people aren't out of the question!"

Huang Quan: "???"

"Please let a normal person talk to me."

He said one sentence, and another woman replied, "I can pay you some money."

Huang Quan: "???"

"Fine, fine, it's you." Huang Quan pointed at the person who had just said that two people wouldn't be a problem: "Here's the money, give up the room, and go cool off somewhere else tonight."

The two gold ingots elicited frenzied screams, and the woman, disregarding her image, took a bite, leaving shallow teeth marks and bloodstains on them.

"Excuse me, is this money a tip or something else?"

Her eyes held trepidation as she cautiously inquired.

"Here's your reward. Hurry up and leave. I'm hot and want to take a shower."

"Sir, please follow me." The woman covered her mouth, her face showing disbelief. "Finally... I can redeem myself."

As she walked, tears streamed down her face.

"Congratulations!"

"A lucky guy..."

Several women who noticed the commotion muttered to themselves, then numbly forced smiles and went to greet the next person.

Huang Quan sighed.

That's just how the world is.

He was powerless to change it.

……

One room at a time.

Huang Quan didn't believe that two men could possibly spark a romance.

Once he went inside, he just put this on his back, threw it on the floor, and that was it!

Chapter Thirty-Four: An idea popped into her head.

A faint scent of purple wood filled the air.

A painting of mandarin ducks playing in the water is depicted on a semi-transparent screen.

The moonlight dappled through the openwork carved window.

The Yellow Springs wash away the filth from one's body.

At this moment, he had completely abandoned his physical defenses.

Strictly speaking, this state is the one with the highest defensive capability.

Beyond the scattered dressing table, behind the snow-white silk curtains, lies a large, carved sandalwood bed.

"Migu?"

The white fox noticed the commotion and turned its gaze towards it.

"Goo!!!"

It bristled up instantly and burrowed behind the pillow.

He rubbed his eyes repeatedly with the backs of his two little paws.

"Why are you hiding?"

He lifted the scruff of Fate's neck again and pulled the little fox out from behind the pillow.

The white fox covered its eyes, but still held its fluffy tail high and swayed it on its belly.

Unable to open its claws wider, you could see two eyes rolling around.

"Transform!"

"Migu?"

An epic dialogue between different races unfolds once again.

The beautiful boy lying on the ground twitched his fingers.

Within the antique ring, a mischievous soul, eager to display its knowledge of fox and cat language, clamored: "Transform into what?"

"It will become like this." Huang Quan pointed to itself, indicating that it could transform into human form after its injuries were healed.

Otherwise, why do you think we went through all this trouble to come here?

"Migu! Gugu gugu!" ("Gender is different, can't be changed!")

Huang Quan asked doubtfully, "Can you understand what I'm saying completely? If you can, wag your tail."

The little fox, lifted into the air, wagged its tail.

Huang Quan followed the gaze.

Indeed...

I wasn't seeing things last time.

What I fear most is when the air suddenly becomes quiet.

"Coo coo coo coo!" (That wretched two-legged creature!)

It struggled and jumped back onto the bed.

"Gulp!" "(Despicable!)"

Huang Quan looked slightly embarrassed and quickly looked away, saying, "Ahem, it's a misunderstanding, I really didn't think that much about it."

She quickly changed the subject, pointing to the handsome boy on the ground: "Hey, you, transform! Nod if you can transform, shake your head if you can't, and wag your tail if you can transform but can't right now."

The white fox gave the handsome young man on the ground a serious look.

Record her silhouette.

It first wagged its tail, then began to wave its paws wildly.

If you observe carefully, there are actually clues to be found.

It appears to be two rounded arcs.

Then it stood up, crossed its two little paws in front of it, and drew an X.

"Migu gugu gugu!" (Don't want this one? Are you sure?)

Huang Quan ignored the little fox's haphazard waving, a situation that had been going on for a long time.

He roughly guessed it was ADHD following the recovery from his injuries...

After all, it's normal to want to move around a bit after lying down for a long time.

Seeing the tail wag is enough: "Isn't it time yet? Let's make a happy decision!"

"Gurgle..." (Okay...)