Fox Spirit: One Sword Sweeps the World

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"When did you become a demon emperor? You're as powerful as my sister now!"

Mu Qinghan was knocked back slightly by her bump, then chuckled, raised his hand and ruffled her hair, his fingertips touching her soft hair.

"It was when I was outside the circle, but I was seriously injured before and couldn't fully control it."

He paused, his tone gradually becoming serious, "Now that I've recovered, I must go back. My family is still worried, and there are still some matters to attend to at the Dao Alliance."

"Ah...so fast?"

Tu Shan Ya Ya's smile vanished instantly. She let go of her hand, lowered her head slightly, and her voice carried a hint of disappointment.

"I thought...you could stay a few more days, spend more time with me..."

Before he finished speaking, his fox ears drooped down, looking extremely aggrieved.

Looking at Tu Shan Ya Ya's drooping fox ears and slightly reddened eyes, Mu Qinghan felt a pang of tenderness in his heart.

He slowly squatted down, raised his head slightly, and looked down at the little face full of grievance. The corners of his lips unconsciously turned up.

Tu Shan Ya Ya was slightly taken aback when she saw Mu Qing Han's smiling face.

He raised his hand, intending to ruffle her hair as usual, but his fingertips paused slightly in mid-air.

A moment later, his hand gently stroked Ya Ya's cheek, his fingertips touching her soft skin, and he gently rubbed it with just the right amount of pressure.

The delicate and soft touch made his movements even gentler.

"I will leave tomorrow morning."

Mu Qinghan lowered his voice, "I'll spend the day with you, showing you all the interesting places in Tushan, and I'll buy you some gifts you like, okay?"

Tu Shan Ya Ya stared at him blankly.

His smiling face, so close yet so clear, revealed the tenderness in his eyes. The warmth from his palm traveled through her face and spread throughout her body, causing her heart to race and pound like a drum in her ears.

She thought to herself: Mu Bingkuai is becoming more and more gentle with her, even his touch is so intimate. He is no longer the cold person who used to call her "vixen".

A few days ago, Rongrong had given her a gentle reminder when she was struggling with this thought.

"If two people are in love, their sincere efforts will eventually be reciprocated; if they keep something in mind, it will surely come back to them."

At that time, she was still skeptical, always afraid that her feelings were just wishful thinking.

But at this moment, isn't Mu Qinghan's smile, his promise, and his gentle touch the best "echo"?

A light gradually lit up in Ya Ya's eyes, and her disappointment was replaced by joy.

She asked herself over and over again: Does this prove that they are in love with each other?

Does this prove that Mu Bingkuai also likes her, just like she does?

She thought, "That must be it."

After all, Mu Qinghan was gazing at her with a smile and gently stroking her cheek.

In her mind, such affectionate gestures, imbued with tenderness and affection, were something that only belonged between lovers.

Thinking of this, her cheeks flushed slightly, but she couldn't help but lean closer to see the white-clad boy in front of her more clearly, her eyes filled with unconcealed joy.

………………

Always remember, there will be reverberations.

If there is no response, someone will surely be injured.

Chapter 83 Fireworks Fill the Sky

On the street, wind chimes on the eaves tinkled softly in the evening breeze.

Tu Shan Ya Ya, dressed in blue, swept her feet lightly across the ground, her face full of smiles.

Her left arm was slightly bent, naturally linked with Mu Qinghan's arm beside her, her fingertips lightly brushing against his sleeve, the movement practiced and familiar.

Mu Qinghan was dressed in white, her dark hair loosely tied up with a jade hairpin, and her profile was delicate and gentle.

Noticing Ya Ya's movement, he smiled slightly and slowed down to walk alongside her.

As the two walked hand in hand past the dessert shop on the street corner, the old fox demon inside, who was scooping sugar, suddenly trembled.

The copper spoon clattered into the porcelain bowl, splashing a few drops of sugar water onto the table, but he was oblivious, staring wide-eyed out the window, his beard trembling slightly with shock.

The witches from the neighboring fabric shop clung to the doorframe, clutching half a bolt of uncut brocade in their fingertips, whispering in hushed tones.

"That, isn't that the second-in-command? She actually..." "My God, the second-in-command is actually walking arm in arm with someone else!"

"That...that's...Young Master Mu, right?"

"Young Master Mu? Who is that?"

"Oh? You don't even know this gentleman? Then I'll have to give you a lesson."

Why aren't you saying anything?

"The explanation fee is three taels of silver."

"You son of a bitch..."

"I ride on a horse..."

In a teahouse not far away, several Tushan guards who had just finished their patrol were holding teacups. Upon seeing this scene, the teacups were suspended in mid-air, and the scalding tea spilled out of their bowls, but they forgot to drink it.

The leading fox demon's Adam's apple bobbed twice, and she instinctively wanted to step forward, but was pulled back by her sisters.

"Are you crazy?"

"Sorry to bother you, Second Master. Be careful or you'll get beaten to a pulp."

"Hehehe, that's so surprising."

Although the monsters were shocked, none of them went forward to disturb them.

After all… Mu Qinghan’s strength and character are respected by them, so it would be acceptable for the second leader to be with him.

It's even a good thing for Tushan.

After all, Young Master Mu is now a top human being in terms of both strength and status. With him around, those powerful Taoists won't attack them so easily.

Upon being hit, he immediately roared, "Young Master Mu Qinghan!"

The wind gradually picked up, and Mu Qinghan noticed that Ya Ya's dress was swaying slightly in the wind. He quietly moved closer to her, using his own body to shield her from the chill.

Ya Ya looked up at him, a hint of warmth flashing in her eyes, but she didn't say anything, only tightened her grip on his arm.

The two figures grew increasingly intimate in the twilight as they walked slowly along the cobblestone path.

A gentle evening breeze carries the aroma of roasted chestnuts through the streets and alleys.

Tu Shan Ya Ya suddenly stopped, her gaze fixed on the sugar figurine stall under the warm yellow lantern on the street corner.

The bamboo frame was filled with sugar figurines of various shapes, including a dragon soaring through the clouds and an adorable jade rabbit. The amber-colored sugar coating shimmered under the light, and even the air was filled with a faint caramel aroma.

"Wow, what beautiful little sugar figurines!"

She gasped softly and instinctively moved closer to the stall, her nose almost touching the largest nine-tailed fox sugar figurine.

The warm yellow light spilled over her hair, casting dappled shadows on her cheeks, making her bright eyes shine as if they were filled with starlight.

She opened her mouth slightly, revealing two small, cute canine teeth.

She gently shook Mu Qinghan's hand, her fingertips brushing against the warmth of his palm, then tilted her head back and blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

Looking at her like this, Mu Qinghan couldn't help but smile.

He raised his hand and gently rubbed her head, followed her gaze to the sugar figurine stall, and then leaned close to her ear.

"It is quite pretty, but how old are you? You're still like a child, craving candy."

"Hehe, I like it!"

Tu Shan Ya Ya stuck out her tongue at him, the tip of her tongue lightly touching her lower lip, looking particularly playful.

As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately turned back to stare at the sugar figurines on the bamboo shelf, secretly tapping the nine-tailed fox-shaped one with her finger, her eyes full of joy.

"It's sweet and delicious, and it looks really good too!"

Mu Qinghan shook his head helplessly, but did not refute her again. He simply stood beside her, his gaze fixed on her profile.

The light outlined her soft features, making her lovely, beautiful, and captivating.

As he looked at it, the corners of his lips unconsciously curved up, and the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed.

The owner behind the stall was a rabbit demon who had just settled in Tushan. He was holding a copper ladle for boiling sugar, but at this moment he completely forgot to move it. His eyes were fixed on the man and woman in front of him, and even the feeling of hunger in his stomach had disappeared without a trace.

She had lived for hundreds of years, and this was the first time she had ever seen such a well-matched couple.

The woman stared at the sugar figurine with a charmingly innocent look in her eyes; the man stood gently by her side, his gaze always following her figure.

They're such a perfect match...

The rabbit demon sighed inwardly.

A perfect match, one playful, the other gentle.

Just one look at it and it's so sweet it warms your heart!

As she was lost in thought, she saw Mu Qinghan take out some loose silver coins, smile, and point to the nine-tailed fox candy figurine, his voice gentle.

"Boss, could you please wrap this up?"

"Oh oh oh, okay, okay."

Night... gradually fell

The shops that had been lit at first gradually extinguished their candles, leaving only a few taverns on the street corners still glowing with warm light.

The two wandered through the streets for an unknown amount of time, and Mu Qinghan only remembered that Ya Ya's words never stopped.

She talked about everything from the newly built bird nest on the treetop in the east to the little demon she saw in the afternoon who fell on her bottom, and even the fragrance of osmanthus flowers in the wind could be turned into a few interesting stories.

She held his hand, her steps light and quick, occasionally skipping a couple of times.

Mu Qinghan listened patiently throughout, responding attentively even when she told the same amusing story twice.

When she got excited, she would shake his hand, and he would slow down his pace in response to her touch.

She pointed to the stars in the night sky and asked, "Is that the Big Dipper?" He looked up and helped her identify it.