[Prehistoric] 108 Ways to Get Rid of Hongjun

Pre-received articles of the same series, if you are interested, you can save them~ "I became a saint after breaking up with the Demon Ancestor [Prehistoric]" "To save my friend, I became a dog for Hongjun [Prehistoric]" ---------------------------------- Copywriting of this article One-sentence introduction: Daozu's wife-chasing crematorium When Hu Cangli opened her eyes, she was being chased by a huge, hornless, one-legged black bull, and was almost knocked unconscious by its thunderous cry. At the moment of life and death, she suddenly turned into a little fiery red fox and ran out instantly, right into the arms of passers-by. In this way, she picked up her first little friend from ancient times and took her to the den to fall in love. Five hundred years later, he disappeared. Three thousand years later, when she was in danger again, Hu Cangli found a new friend and fell in love again. A thousand years later, he disappeared again. The same plot was repeated again, with Hu Cangli picking up a third love interest after being in danger. A thousand years later, he also disappeared. In the next thousand years, Hu Cangli swore: If anyone falls in love with me again, I will get rid of him in a thousand years. Hongjun is coming:... ---------------------------------------- [Reading Tips] ①The background of this article is ancient and private, and research is declined. ②The male protagonist Hongjun and the female protagonist Nine-tailed Fox (who have other identities) are not allowed to make empty comments. ③The author's column asks for support: Nanzhu Qingdai ———————————————————— Pre-received articles from the same series, please collect them: "I became a saint after breaking up with the Demon Ancestor [Prehistoric]" One-sentence summary: Demon Ancestor Rahu's Wife-Chasing Crematorium Copywriting Hou Tu opened his eyes in the ancient East China Sea and kindly saved a seriously injured handsome boy. He was promised his body and lived a loving and sweet life. As a result, three thousand years later, the truth is cruel. Hou Tu: I wanted you to be handsome and be nice to me; but you wanted me to be full of merit, and you wanted to use up my merit to repair the God-killing Spear and its origin for you? Rahu replied: Make the best use of everything Hou Tu left angrily and hid in the Zixiao Palace on the 33rd floor, focusing on cultivating Taoism. Luo Hu was heartbroken, unwilling to lose his wife and surrendered again: "Wait a minute, at least give me back the God-killing Spear." Hou Tu: Haha. The mean-mouthed Rahu wanders around the wilderness just to find his Taoist companion. Thirty thousand years later, Hou Tu held the three-headed cute baby and pushed it over: I have become a saint, and I will return the God-killing Spear to you. Luo Hu looked at the fairy-like doll and remained silent. Intention: Stick to the dream in your heart, man can conquer nature