Lang Yan is unique and unique in the world.
The newly born wise little fox looked at the young man in front of him, and this sentence automatically appeared in his consciousness.
"The first time I saw you in the lower world, it was a fate. You can follow me from now on."
The god-like person stretched out his hand and looked at him with smiling eyes. There seemed to be only a few steps between them, but it also seemed like they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and ninety-nine heavens.