Yan Changkong, a thousand-year-old vixen, was once defeated and fled to Pingyang to become the little follower of the mountain king.
The fox clan is cunning and selfish, and this fox is the leader among them.
So what if the demon elixir was almost destroyed? There is no way to eliminate the fox. Wouldn't this allow him to meet a little white tiger with the purest demon elixir?
Fortunately, this fox is able to bend and stretch, and does not feel anything wrong with committing himself to a certain tiger. What's more, it's not like he was suppressed.
A cute tiger spirit from a certain mountain has been sitting peacefully as the mountain king for a hundred and eighty years by virtue of his status as a second-generation official and the principle that if there is only one tiger in a mountain, the tiger must be the king of the mountain.
Until one day, a little fox fell from the sky.
It felt very good to be flattered by this smooth-tongued fox. The tiger followed the fox down the mountain in a daze, was devoured in a daze, was deceived in a daze and willingly lost a good tiger life.
Intention: None