I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

Jiang Keer recounted the entire incident in full.

The more the captain of the Sandao Village defense team listened, the paler his face became.

"Immediately gather the villagers from house to house and gather them at the village square for a count! Have the young and strong take all the food in the village!" The village defense captain immediately gave the order, "Fortunately you arrived in time, it's still time to take refuge..."

As long as you can make it in time.

"Oh, by the way," Jie Shui, who had just changed his clothes, came out of the toilet and asked in confusion, "Why didn't I see Grandma Zhong? Didn't she come to the village entrance to wait for her son today?"

The village guard captain was stunned, sighed, and said: "Old Mrs. Zhong is dying..."

"Ah?" Jie Shui had just found the letter in the carriage and was stunned when he heard this.

"She is old and has no cultivation. Old Mrs. Zhong can't bear it anymore," the village guard captain shook his head. "She was still mumbling her son's name while unconscious and asked Xiaochu to read the letter to her... Xiaochu said that the letter this month had not been delivered, but she still didn't believe it."

Jie Shui's eyes suddenly turned red: "Grandma Zhong... has passed away?"

"She was still breathing her last breath when I saw her last. Now I'm afraid..." The village guard shook his head again with regret, "It's a pity that the old lady didn't get a reply from her son until her death. I'm afraid she died with regrets."

Jie Shui grabbed the letter without saying a word and ran towards the village.

Jiang Ke'er, Changsun Qingyue and other team members also hurriedly followed.

Jie Shui pushed open the door, walked into the dilapidated hut, and stood at the door.

Old Mrs. Zhong was lying on the bed with a black face. A young girl in aqua green clothes was lying beside the bed, holding the old lady's hand and sobbing silently.

"Grandma Zhong... " Jie Shui's throat was dry.

"Just left." The girl sobbed.

Jiang Ke'er rushed forward, stretched out two fingers and touched the side of Mrs. Zhong's neck.

Still some temperature.

How she wished she knew a little bit of medical skills that could bring a person back to life, but, medical skills...she still doesn't understand anything at all now!

The other hand reached out and pressed next to Jiang Keer's hand.

Jiang Ke'er looked at the people around her blankly.

"I can still breathe," Qiao Xiaoxian said in a deep voice, "Did you bring any nourishing ingredients?"

"I brought it," Jiang Ke'er said hurriedly.

"How long does it take to boil the soup?" asked Qiao Xiaoxian.

"Boiling the soup is the most troublesome thing. It will take at least a minute even if you are quick!" Jiang Ke'er frowned. "Is a minute enough?"

"Not enough, it's completely cold." said Qiao Xiaoxian.

"What should I do?"

"Ah! I have it here!" Mu Guoguo suddenly seemed to remember something and exclaimed.

She hurriedly opened her Qiankun bag and rummaged around, quickly pulling out a bamboo tube and saying, "I only ate half of the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall this morning. I originally wanted to leave it for Jiang Ke'er. I've never eaten something this delicious in my life, so I hope she can have a taste of it too... Hey, here's the soup."

Jiang Ke'er was stunned, and suddenly a warm feeling surged in her heart.

This friend is so nice!

Qiao Xiaoxian took the bamboo tube, looked at Mu Guoguo for a second longer, and smiled, "Don't worry, Jiang Ke'er can eat it. I thank you on her behalf."

After saying that, Qiao Xiaoxian controlled the spiritual energy and flowed the soup into the old lady's stomach. She also helped to stimulate the rich medicinal essence in the soup to flow through the old lady's body.

Accompanied by a cough, the old lady's face suddenly turned red, her heart started beating again, and she opened her eyes blankly.

Her eyes were blind and cloudy, and she could not see anything, but she still tried to open her eyes wide and search for something in the darkness.

"Grandma Zhong, it's me!" Jie Shui burst into tears of joy. He quickly took out the letter and said, "Your son has returned..."

"Mom, I'm back."

Jie Shui wanted to say that your son had replied, but was interrupted by a sudden voice.

Everyone looked at Qiao Xiaoxian in shock.

Qiao Xiaoxian put her hand on her throat and continued in a fake male voice using her spiritual energy: "Mom, I'm back. I'm back to see you."

Two lines of tears suddenly rolled down the old lady's face.

Her voice was hoarse and she wanted to cry out, but in the end, the thoughts that had been suppressed for decades turned into only a weak cry: "Son, mother misses you..."

"I miss you too," said Qiao Xiaoxian.

"Son, where have you been these years? Are you okay? How are you now..."

"The child is living a good life. He recently met a noble person and made great achievements in his career." said Qiao Xiaoxian.

The old woman immediately laughed, her eyebrows curved, and she was afraid that she had never been so happy in her life. She kept saying: "That's good, that's good, God is merciful..."

After taking a breath, she continued, "You, you can't just focus on your career. When you left, you didn't even have a girl you liked. So many years have passed, and I'm afraid you'll be alone, lonely and helpless like me..."

"Don't worry, mother. I already have a girl I like," Qiao Xiaoxian smiled and grabbed Jiang Ke'er's hand. "I brought her back to see you. I have decided to stay with her for the rest of my life and start a family with her."

"Come quickly and let me see you," Old Mrs. Zhong leaned forward with difficulty, stretched out her hand, touched Jiang Ke'er's cheek, and identified her appearance.

"This girl is so pretty, much prettier than when mom was young. With your rough personality, you are lucky to find a girl like this, you must not treat her badly... cough cough..." Old Mrs. Zhong coughed, and then said to Jiang Ke'er, "My son has been reckless and rough since he was a child. Girl, don't despise him. He has a good heart, but he just doesn't know how to express it. If there is something that doesn't go your way, you should be tolerant of him... But if he treats you badly, don't indulge his bad habits. Beat him when he deserves to be beaten, and break up when he deserves to be broken up. Don't make yourself suffer..."

Jiang Ke'er bit her lower lip lightly, hesitated for a moment, nodded, and replied softly: "Okay."

"You two, get married soon," After receiving Jiang Ke'er's reply, Old Lady Zhong breathed a sigh of relief as if her greatest wish had been fulfilled, and said with a smile, "I, your mother, will not be able to hold a grandson, but you two can't slack off... I'm leaving now, you two children must be well and don't quarrel."

"Yes!" Jiang Ke'er and Qiao Xiaoxian nodded in agreement.

After getting the affirmation, Old Mrs. Zhong smiled again, exhaled the last breath of anger in her heart, dropped her hands, and became motionless.

This time, she left with a smile, her old face full of happiness.

Jiang Keer walked out of the house. She needed to calm down.

Although I knew that what I had just done with Qiao Xiaoxian was just a casual affair, I couldn't help but be infected by his emotions.

Moreover, the drama that Qiao Xiaoxian decisively dragged her into acting also greatly changed her view of Qiao Xiaoxian - perhaps this bastard dragon was not so unkind, and there was a little bit, just a little bit, of gentleness and kindness in his heart.

No, we can't be soft on Qiao Xiaoxian. This is a matter of principle.

When the furnace cauldron has no future and living things cannot be trusted, Jiang Keer is absolutely unwilling to hand over her fate and freedom to others... Who knows what Qiao Xiaoxian will become in the future?

What if one day, even the last trace of estrangement and respect between the two disappeared? Jiang Keer was not sure what crazy thing Qiao Xiaoxian would do to her.

Humans will not respect things that they completely control and own, and monsters are no different.

She didn't believe in Qiao Xiaoxian, nor did she believe in any living thing. That was why she vowed to kill Qiao Xiaoxian.

So even though she was extremely attracted to Qiao Xiaoxian because of the male soul in her previous life, she still had to try her best to restrain this affection.

...What if Qiao Xiaoxian is really trustworthy?

The thought only appeared for a moment before being kicked away.

impossible.

The furnace tripod will never have a good ending.

I, Jiang Keer, don’t believe in love.

To Qiao Xiaoxian, he was just a tool for cultivation. All the last wishes he had were lies to numb himself, just to make himself an honest and useful cauldron.

Obvious things.

"call……"

Breathing the fresh air outside, Jiang Keer finally calmed down and re-firmed her determination.

She stroked the sleepy black tea on her chest and decided to keep her plans for the evening as usual.

"Qiao Xiaoxian, huh... woo! Don't touch my head!"

Jiang Ke'er shook off Qiao Xiaoxian's hand, but Qiao Xiaoxian's hand seemed to have a built-in tracking effect and quickly pressed it back.

Jiang Keer raised her head and met Qiao Xiaoxian's smiling gaze.

"Jiang Ke'er, I like you." Qiao Xiaoxian suddenly bent down and said solemnly.

"roll."

Jiang Keer's words are concise and to the point.

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(The current monthly ticket count is 4282, plus 1 quota, the current quota is 31.)

62. Blood Moon

"I won't leave." Qiao Xiaoxian's answer was also very straightforward.

Jiang Ke'er was so angry that she flicked her sleeves and ran out, leaving Qiao Xiaoxian's sight.

She jumped onto the beam at the edge of the village, drew her sword, sat down, and wiped it gently.

But not long after, the lingering Qiao Xiaoxian found her again, lifted her skirt, and gently sat beside her.

Helpless, Jiang Ke'er had to wipe the sword in silence and ignored Qiao Xiaoxian.

I feel a little homesick.

Thinking of that peaceful and comfortable era, standing at the top of the food chain on earth, one can enjoy the prosperity and peace without worrying about freedom and survival.

I play games when I have free time, and when I get bored, I pick up the keyboard and have a three hundred round debate with other internet heroes who have nothing better to do.

Only after you leave, you realize how good it is there.

"homesick."

Qiao Xiaoxian suddenly spoke and said what Jiang Keer wanted to say, which made Jiang Keer stunned.

Do evil dragons also miss home?

Looking at Qiao Xiaoxian’s still indifferent, calm expression... that was the calmness that came from experiencing too much despair, not allowing herself to reveal the slightest bit of weakness.

Jiang Ke'er felt a pain in her chest, as if something had stabbed her heart, making it hard for her to breathe. She didn't want to believe it, didn't want to face it.

You can’t believe it, Jiang Ke’er, you absolutely can’t believe it!

She is just trying to gain your favorability and sympathy, you know it best... Don't fall for her trick! If you are soft-hearted, you will lose!

"Humph," Jiang Ke'er sneered, and said, "Go back if you miss home."

"I can't go back now," Qiao Xiaoxian shook her head, her long eyelashes drooping, and she squinted at the sky, "I'm still too weak."

"..."

Jiang Ke'er didn't know what to say.

Qiao Xiaoxian's body trembled slightly... At some point, Jiang Ke'er's hand gently pressed on the back of her hand.

Jiang Ke'er didn't realize her unconscious behavior. When she came to her senses, her face suddenly turned red and she said angrily, "Don't let your imagination run wild! I'm just giving you a little face because you're dying!"

"...dying?" Qiao Xiaoxian raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Ke'er's heart skipped a beat: "If you go against the Jiexian Palace, it won't be long before you get killed instantly. How many days can you still jump around?"

A deep smile appeared on Qiao Xiaoxian's lips, and she seemed a little happy.

Her happiness is so simple.

Jiang Ke'er breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was quick-witted and found an excuse to get away with it, otherwise her plan would have been exposed.

Once Qiao Xiaoxian is on guard, with the experience of this former venerable dragon in her life, even the colorless and tasteless sleeping tea will not escape her eyes.

At that time, it would be a true assassination failure, and a heavy price would be paid.

"What about you?" Qiao Xiaoxian suddenly became curious and asked, "Do you miss your hometown?"

"No, there is still a lot of work to do."

Jiang Ke'er left a puzzling remark, sheathed her sword, and jumped off the beam.

Walking along the small path and inspecting Sandao Village, most of the residents had already evacuated to the entrance of the shelter behind the village, waiting for it to open.

The girl in green who was seen earlier ran over to find Jiang Keer and Qiao Xiaoxian and thanked them.

"Thank you both, Grandma Zhong can finally leave with peace of mind." The girl in green thanked Jiang Ke'er and Qiao Xiaoxian repeatedly, kicked the water again, and said, "If she had been like this idiot who only knew how to read the letter, Grandma Zhong would probably die with regrets!"

"Hey, you said last time that the boy who reads letters to Grandma Zhong is the gentlest..." Jie Shui looked aggrieved.