There is a fallen fox fairy named Duan Ling in the fairy world. His appearance is outstanding in the world, and he can also lead troops to fight...
He had led troops to conquer the barbaric territories that Tianjie had been in for nearly a hundred years.
It stands to reason that such a number one person would be the object of praise in the fairy world, but Duan Ling was feared to be avoided by everyone because of his reputation as a romantic.
There's nothing I can do about it, he's too carefree.
Today, I pulled Fairy Baihua's little hand, tomorrow I teased Lord Wenchang's sleeves, and the day after, I walked out of the third prince's bedroom disheveled...
But she has a pair of loving eyes, and anyone who takes a look at them can't help but fall in love with her.
It is said that every few years, hundreds of immortals who are hurt by love go to Wangchuan to drink Wangchuan water, and up to 50% of them are because of him.
It's strange to say that he, who indulges in all kinds of beauties every day, always likes to kneel down in Yue Lao's marriage palace.
All the immortals were talking about it, and they all thought that the fox immortal was too greedy, and the wealth of peach blossoms in his body was not enough. Little did they know that three hundred years ago, the fox immortal and Yue Lao had a relationship.
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"How many hours have you been kneeling today, Taifu?"
In front of the table made of mahogany, Song Xun asked casually while twisting the bracelet in his hand.
The chief steward who had been waiting beside him quickly stepped forward and replied.
"Back to Your Highness, Mr. Lin has been kneeling for three hours since noon. It's a severe cold today, with red plums falling and snow falling, plus the melting ice that hasn't gone away in the past few days. Mr. Lin may have fainted just now due to lack of physical strength."
Snap--
The bracelet, which was in good condition in my hand, was violently thrown to the ground.
"It's really overestimating one's abilities." +
Song Xun snorted coldly, put on the fine fox fur behind him in the next second, and walked towards the door calmly.
There was a lot of broken snow on the ground, which made a rustling sound when stepping on it.
The wind made Song Xun's face hurt. He walked to the shivering man lying on the ground and ordered someone to pour boiling water on him to wake him up.
Lin Jue was forced to regain consciousness, only to feel that the world was pale and colorless, with goose feathers and snow falling on the ground.
No part of my body was frozen, but it hurt all over because someone poured hot water on it.
In a daze, he felt the ghostly and evil person stepping on the back of his hand and whispering in his ear.
"Lin Jue, tell me how many times you can learn not to make me angry."
There was silence all around.
Purpose: They will meet again in three hundred years