Xie Hengshu picked up a small spirit fox.
The little guy was weak and couldn't take care of himself. His legs were stained with blood and his gray eyes were filled with tears. Even the angle he looked up at was beautiful and just right.
It hooked its blood-stained claws on his snow-white robe and crawled into his arms with a whimper.
Xie Hengshu relented.
He never liked others to get close to him, so he only allowed this little guy to climb into bed many times. Every time he met those beautiful eyes full of dependence, he would retreat again and again.
Until later, the mythical beasts overwhelmed the world and the sky and the earth became pale.
But he saw——
The little fox, who only knew how to act coquettishly, was carelessly stepping on the head of the mythical beast and smiled lazily at him:
"Master, he scared me."
Purpose: Save the world
