(Being imaginary, cultivating immortality, looking towards the sand sculpture)
My name is Yan Zhiyu, and I am a fox. My parents are also foxes.
I heard that foxes can cultivate into human form, I originally believed it. But my mother said, those are all scammers, and not a single one of my eighteen generations of ancestors has perfected it.
The story of humans and foxes falling in love and fox spirits repaying favors are all made up by humans and have nothing to do with us.
Reader comments
This book is really good, but I don't know who the CP is! It must be Master.
This book is really good, but I don't know who the CP is! It must be Master.