There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

With a disdainful sneer, Jiang Mo didn't chase after the darting figure at all. Instead, he bent down and reached out to grab it.

A series of loud, chaotic cries suddenly rang out from his hand.

Chapter 83 Capturing you is saving you

"Is it back to normal?"

"Has the fox spirit already left? Thank goodness, it didn't cause any trouble."

"Wait a minute, look at what that kid is carrying..."

As Jiang Mo approached the depths of the illusion, the forest that had previously appeared only eerie to everyone began to show various changes.

Twisted and bizarre ghostly figures and ferocious and terrifying beasts flashed past everyone's eyes in an instant.

Even the most experienced hunters were so frightened that they couldn't help but retreat. If it weren't for the presence of the spirit shaman, they might have completely lost morale and fled in disarray.

Only when the ever-changing scene suddenly cleared did some people dare to approach.

Then they saw the young man who had just ventured out alone, carrying a fluffy ball in his hand as he walked out.

He looked relaxed and composed.

It's hardly like someone venturing alone into a bizarre and unpredictable illusion to confront the enigmatic fox spirit.

It's more like taking a casual stroll around the neighborhood after a meal.

I picked up a puppy on a whim.

For a moment, the hunters around who were in awe of fox spirits were all in disbelief, and they couldn't help but whisper among themselves as they looked at the snow-white ball of fur in Jiang Mo's hand.

"This is a fox spirit?"

"It doesn't look scary at all. Could it be that this guy just grabbed a random wild fox to pass it off as something else?"

"The fur looks to be of quite good quality..."

Upon hearing that someone was eyeing its prized fur, the white fox, which had been listless in Jiang Mo's hands, immediately began to struggle again.

Its body suddenly swelled up, as if it were about to transform into a ferocious beast that roared at the moon and devoured the sky, and rushed straight towards those people.

The crowd was so startled that they retreated in panic.

They almost tumbled and rolled, falling like bowling pins.

"You're injured like this, what are you pretending to be tough for?"

Before everyone could recover from their shock, Jiang Mo flicked his wrist, and the terrifying beast that seemed capable of swallowing people vanished like smoke, leaving only a fluffy ball howling in pain.

Only then did everyone realize that the fox's hind legs were mangled and bloody, as if they had been torn apart by some ferocious wild beast.

The blood dripped so profusely that it stained large patches of fur behind it crimson.

However, because the fox's tail naturally had some crimson fur, the people, in their nervousness, confused it with the blood-stained fur and overlooked the wound.

Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that whether it's a fox spirit or a fox demon, they likely don't have much energy left to cause trouble.

The injury was clearly extremely serious, beyond what willpower alone could overcome. Jiang Mo merely flicked his hand, causing the white fox to tremble with pain from the injury, and the crude illusion he had painstakingly created crumbled at the slightest touch.

Such an injury would be difficult to heal naturally without medical help.

No wonder he was captured so easily.

Even though everyone had figured this out, the gazes they gave Jiang Mo were still filled with admiration.

After all, before Jiang Mo captured the fox, no one knew that the strange illusion blocking their way was just a threat from the fox that was all bark and no bite.

He dared to risk venturing into it alone.

Just this courage alone would make him a true warrior among the Baiyue people.

However, Jiang Mo did not pay much attention to the admiration and respect in the eyes of these people, nor did he care about the title of Baiyue Warrior. With a leap, he landed back on the treetop where Hu Meier was.

The movements were swift yet light.

Like a feather falling from a leaf, it barely caused the branches beneath her feet to tremble, as if afraid that Hu Meier, who was sitting there shakily, might accidentally fall head over heels.

"Yes, we've caught him."

Considering the injury on the little guy's leg, Jiang Mo did not casually throw it to Hu Meier. Instead, he handed it to her very gently, while also being careful that the untamed white fox in his hand might suddenly become wild and bite Hu Meier.

However, Hu Meier, who always couldn't resist fluffy pets, didn't immediately focus her attention on the exceptionally adorable white fox.

Holding onto Jiang Mo's sleeve, Hu Meier carefully stood firm on the treetop. She leaned closer to him and carefully examined him from head to toe. Seeing that he had no injuries and not even much sweat on his forehead, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't talk nonsense. Why would I need a pet like that?"

With a slight roll of her beautiful eyes, Hu Meier gave Jiang Mo a coquettish glare, seemingly not buying his act, but her gaze couldn't help but drift towards the fluffy white fox.

"don't want?"

Just from the slightly restless fingertips of the other woman, Jiang Mo could already tell that Hu Meier was being disingenuous, so he deliberately teased her by saying:

"That's wonderful! Look at this glossy fur, it's sure to be made into a fine fox fur coat."

As he spoke, Jiang Mo looked the white fox up and down in his hand, especially its mangled hind legs, as if he thought it would be easier to skin it from there.

Having spent so much time with Jiang Mo, Hu Meier knew he was probably joking when she heard him speak in such a flippant tone.

But the white fox, who was being lifted up by the neck, had no idea.

It was already terrified after being captured alive by Jiang Mo, and now, seeing the other party looking at it with ill intent, it became even more uneasy.

He wanted to struggle, but he was too badly injured.

The illusionary talent that she usually relied on for protection had limited effect on Jiang Mo and couldn't scare him at all.

Left with no other choice, it could only look at Hu Meier with pleading eyes.

Hu Meier felt a pang of pity upon seeing the little creature's injuries, but seeing its incredibly human-like demeanor melted her heart at its pitiful state.

"No, this little guy is my pet!"

Just moments ago, Hu Meier was saying she didn't need the pet, but the moment she turned around, her expression changed completely, and she pretended to protect the little fox in her arms.

But he stopped halfway through reaching out his hand.

"What, afraid this little guy will bite you? Humph, if it's so ungrateful, then we'll have a taste of wild game tonight."

Hearing Jiang Mo's blatant threat, the white fox, who had been baring its teeth, immediately retracted its claws and adopted a harmless and docile demeanor. It looked at Hu Meier with its large, bright eyes, seemingly realizing that the other was its only savior.

Why do you keep scaring it?

After scolding Jiang Mo, Hu Meier still didn't reach out to take the little fox. Instead, she muttered somewhat helplessly:

"The wound looks terrifying."

"Jiang Mo, do you think I'll hurt it if I just reach out and hug it like this? What if its wound gets worse?"

"Let's treat its wounds first."

Jiang Mo, who had been waiting for Hu Meier to say this, didn't hesitate. He put his arm around her shoulder and lightly leaped down from the treetop with the two of them.

This wound needs to be treated properly.

Jiang Mo made this judgment the moment he saw the fox lying pitifully on the ground, but he did not take action himself.

Instead, he left the opportunity to cultivate their relationship to Hu Meier.

The only tricky problem is that, as a pampered young lady, Hu Meier has no experience in taking care of the wounded.

Jiang Mo could only watch intently from the side, constantly offering reminders and guidance:

"No, no, before you apply the medicine, you need to disinfect the wound first. What, this little guy doesn't want to?"

"Hmph, we've got it under control; there's no reason for it to be allowed to run rampant."

"Yes, first find a branch to stabilize the wound before bandaging it. I think its bones are broken, so we need to be gentle and slow..."

After much effort, Hu Meier finally managed to treat the little fox's wounds.

Under the effect of the medicine, the intense pain in the hind leg was significantly reduced, and the previously listless white fox became more energetic, and its attitude towards Hu Meier became noticeably more affectionate.

Not only did she obediently let the other person hold her in their arms, but she also used her wet, pink tongue to lick the latter's cheek.

This made Hu Meier burst into laughter.

Seeing this, Jiang Mo, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, a faint killing intent rising in his heart.

Calm down, Jiang Mo, calm down.

Didn't I just see? This fox is female too. It's just a pet, why be jealous of it?

"Let's name it! What should we call it?"

Stroking the white fox's soft, smooth fur, Hu Meier became increasingly fond of her new pet. She looked up at Jiang Mo, her eyes sparkling as she sought his opinion.

"Xiaobai, I guess."

Without even thinking, Jiang Mo blurted out an extremely simple and easy-to-understand name.

It can be used for everything from snake spirits and fox demons to kittens and puppies.

"Isn't this name you came up with a bit too perfunctory? Let me think... hmm, this looks..."

With a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth, Hu Meier decided to ignore Jiang Mo.

She stared at the little creature in her arms for a long time, finally getting an idea from the unique color of its fur, and said with considerable pride:

"I've got it! How about I call you Fei Xue?"

With an excited expression, Hu Meier lifted the not-so-heavy little fox above her head, staring into its eyes expectantly for its reaction to the name.

The latter just tilted his head, looking completely bewildered.

"These two words are too complicated for it. It's not a real fox spirit or fox fairy, so how could it possibly understand that these are its names?"

"You agree, right, Xiaobai?"

Seeing the little fox's silly look, Jiang Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud. His casual call actually made the little fox look at Jiang Mo.

No matter how angry Hu Meier was, even clenching her fists and kicking Jiang Mo, she couldn't change the fact. What frustrated Hu Meier most was that this little fox seemed to have really stuck with the cheesy name "Little White."

What a waste that she was born so beautiful.

Rescuing Xiaobai by chance in the mountains was a pleasant surprise, which made Jiang Mo less resistant to Hu Meier's plan to find a birthday gift.