The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

The little fox froze for a moment, facing Shang Feng Lingran's deep cold eyes, his heart trembling, nodded, and shook his head again.

Of course, he wanted to follow him, but why would he want to go in and find Nangongzhuo?

Thinking of Nangong Yuan, the little fox suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and his ice-white and fragile haggard face appeared in his mind. An incredible idea hit his heart directly... want to go in and find him.

The little fox shook his head and waved to Nangong's haggard face. The person he liked was Feng Lingran. In modern times, there is only Feng Lingran in his mind. He never thought about Nangong. Nangongzhuan?So this inexplicable idea?

Feng Lingran caught the confusion in the eyes of the little fox, and he flicked his forehead with his finger: "Xi'er, don't forget your identity, the future regent princess of this king."

When the little fox felt his forehead hurt and opened his mouth to scold Feng Lingran, when he heard Feng Lingran's words, it was dumbfounded. The future regent princess?From Feng Lingran's mouth?

The little fox suddenly smiled, hahaha...beautiful man wanted to be her husband.

Entering Kyushu City again, only Feng Lingran and the little fox in his arms, soldiers of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, were all outside.

Late at night, the little fox was trembling in Feng Lingran's arms, and the black fox's eyes were wide open, and he had no sleepiness at all.

After about an hour.

The air was permeated with a smell of rust, mixed with a rancid smell.

The little fox frowned, smelling very uncomfortable, and simply buried his nose and face in Feng Lingran's arms, sniffing the cold fragrance on his body, which made him feel more comfortable.

If it's remembered correctly, Feng Lingran should be a cleansing man. Doesn't he think the smell here is unpleasant?

The little fox lifted his fluffy head from Feng Lingran's arms, and saw Feng Lingran's calm and calm face. , And buried his head in Feng Lingran's arms.

The sound of the sword was mixed with the beast-like roar.

The little fox's pointed ears moved and looked away. I saw that under the moonlight in the front, several soldiers were holding swords in their hands and fighting with the people dressed in the village. The names of the villages looked strange, like The walking dead, the sword chopped on them, they did not feel any pain, and they attacked the soldiers constantly.

Feng Lingran also saw this scene, his handsome and god-like face did not have a little expression, and the black eyes did not float a little, holding the little fox and walked over.

The closer the closer, the clearer the little fox sees, his wide-eyed eyes in surprise, why do he think those villagers are like zombies in modern movies?

The little fox trembles at the tip of his heart. It is afraid of ghosts and zombies.

"Squeak ..."

The little fox drilled his head into Feng Lingran's robe with no fuss. It should not go, it must leave, and the treasures in the forbidden area of ​​Kyushu City should be gone, Feng Lingran, let's go!

A zombie, if it is bitten, will become a zombie.

Feng Lingran saw that a little fox was very uncomfortable, afraid of dying the villagers who had fallen into the evil way of the crooked door. He frowned, and his long fingers calmly patted the little fox on the back.

"Xi'er not afraid, this king will not let them hurt you."

"Squeak ..." Feng Lingran, don't go any further. Those zombies are far more terrible than you think. Let's get fat, let's get fat!

The little fox drilled Feng Lingran's robe, slipped in like a loach, and four fluffy tails slipped away from Feng Lingran's fingers, a pile of plush fluffing against Feng Lingran's skin. His head came out of his shirt.

Feng Lingran's body was tense for a moment, and the fluffy hair was still moving restlessly on his chest, like a current, hitting his heart directly.

Feng Lingran's black eyes flashed with different colors, and his long fingers lifted a little fox who was afraid of death from his shirt.

How is the little fox willing?

"Squeak..." Don't, don't go out, I'm afraid of ghosts, I'm afraid of zombies...

She always hides under the quilt and wraps herself tightly when she sees ghost films, showing a pair of eyes looking forward with fear and fear. Now that she sees the true zombie, her young heart can't bear it.

Encountering such a timid fox, Feng Lingran was also quite speechless.

The little fox's fluffy head pressed against Feng Lingran's hand, and his hind legs kept retreating, even his tail stiffened, and letting it out would kill him.

Feng Lingran had no choice but to loosen a little fox who was afraid of death, he adjusted his entire robe, his front flap closed, and the head of the little fox was also folded into his waist.

"Stay on for a while."

The little fox blinked, his eyes were black, sniffing the strong body fragrance of the man, and the little fox was shocked. It is now in Feng Lingran's robe, his perfect and elastic figure, only separated from his body A layer of hair.

The little fox's heart thumped, and the plum blossom claws climbed up to the elastic skin. Wow... feel good...

"Xi'er, if you touch it again, this king will throw you out."

Feng Lingran's cold voice passed into his robe, and the little fox's ears moved, breathing.

what?The beautiful man is angry.

The little fox felt that although he was timid and afraid of zombies, this flying blessing was also quite cool.

It spread out its limbs in a large shape, holding Feng Lingran's chest, and his plush face was attached to his chest. He could hear a strong heartbeat, and the fox's mouth could touch his skin one by one.

I am so happy to be a fox!

"Squeak..." Feng Lingran, I hold you like this, others won't find the fox hidden in your robe.

"..." Feng Lingran.

When Feng Lingran entered the forbidden ground of Kyushu City, the villagers who attacked the Nanling soldiers suddenly came to Feng Lingran with a beast-like growl. The expression on his face was very stiff, just like the dead.

Several soldiers were able to gasp, and they were shocked to see a handsome man in a robe.

"He is the general of Eastern Jin... Feng Lingran."

The soldiers fell, and several villagers who could not be killed had surrounded Feng Lingran. Their empty eyes stared at Feng Lingran fiercely. When they threw over and tried to kill Feng Lingran...

Jianguang was out of the sheath, like Xuanyue Jinghong, Hanguang crossed, and thumped... Several villagers' heads rolled to the ground. Without their heads, they pumped and fell down.

The few soldiers were shocked and happy, as if they found a life-saving medicine.

"It turns out that these monsters' heads will be cut off completely before they die."

The soldier was ecstatic.

Seeing Feng Lingran walk into the forbidden area, a soldier suddenly said: "This is now the site of Nanling, you can't go in."

Feng Lingran turned around, and Han Jian in his hand pointed at the talking soldier, his eyes cold and cold: "This king can't go in? Huh?"

The soldier's frightened legs were soft and swallowed, and he couldn't say a word.

"Where is Junzhan now?" Feng Lingran asked again.

Junzhan, the general general of the Nanling Kingdom, is also the head coach of this time fighting with Feng Lingran to fight for Kyushu City.

"The great general king ... was bitten by ... monsters ... went ... to the palace of the former city owner."

Feng Lingran's black eyes flashed a sneer: "Jun Zhan really disappointed this king, can this low-level puppet also bit him?"

"Indiscriminate, you are not allowed to discredit our general king so much." Another Nanling soldier said in anger, the knife in his hand suddenly cut towards Feng Lingran, and before touching Feng Lingran, he was cut through the chest by a sword light. At the same time as his body flew out, blood rushed out of his chest.

However, at this time, a large group of walking dead villagers rushed out of the forbidden area.

Feng Lingran frowned, his eyes dark, his figure flashed, and he withdrew a hundred meters away. He saw the villagers rushing out and surrounded several soldiers in Nanling in the middle. They were no match for so many villagers. They grabbed their arms and many heads were bitten on the soldier ’s body and neck.

"Ah, help." The soldier made a miserable cry.

There was a soldier who was in a bad situation. When the villagers rushed, he ran away quickly, but who knows, there were villagers walking in front of him, blocking his way, he yelled in fear.

"General Feng, His Royal Highness the Regent, save me, save me."

Seeing nowhere to go, the soldier ran towards Feng Lingran, hiding behind Feng Lingran with trembling.

The little fox was terribly afraid when he heard the miserable cry outside, but he was a little curious. What was it like outside?

The little fox's fluffy head leaned out of Feng Lingran's shirt, and saw countless zombies coming towards Feng Lingran. Its scared tip squeaked, and the fluffy body shook badly.

Feng Lingran, run!You are standing like a fool, are you waiting for death?

Feng Lingran carried the Han sword with one hand, and a big palm pressed the little fox's head back. The villagers swooped in, and his black eyes were like sharp arrows, shooting out Han Mang. The light was fierce, with the breath of death, and one cold arc after another in the air.

The soldier hiding behind Feng Lingran's eyes widened, watching the man like a god of war kill the past without fear, the airman's head and limbs flew around in shock, he was shocked at the same time, he also felt himself and Feng The power between Ling Ran is very different.

"what."

The soldier suddenly screamed and was bitten by a villager to his neck. He was afraid in his heart, shaking his legs, and his urine came out...

The little fox shrank in Feng Lingran's arms, with the roar of the zombies in his ears, and the muffled noise of the sword cutting off the meat.

Oh my!

I am so surprised.

Feng Lingran, can we not be handsome?Let's escape!

With more and more villagers, Feng Lingran frowned, and seemed to feel that if he continued to fight like this, there might be an accident...

Feng Lingran's feet were a little bit, luck volley, he spread his arms like a god of war on the foot of the clouds, gazing at the villagers walking underneath.

"Squeak..." Feng Lingran, run!Run!Don't fight, life is priceless.

A little fox exposed his fluffy head and squeaked Feng Lingran. He heard the roar of the zombie below. He glanced down, and the small heart almost didn't fall.

I'm dripping!

A big wave of zombies!