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The Moon in My Arms, the Fox in My Palms
Xianxia Fantasy怀中月，掌心狐
Writer X54hhk
After the confinement in Siguoya ended, the first outrageous thing I did was to steal a snow-white nine-tailed fox from Master's courtyard. I thought I got a well-behaved pet, but I didn't expect that this beautiful fox that coughed up blood at every turn and was cold all over was actually the legendary master of the Changheng Sect who was only one step away from ascending to the throne - Pei Jinyu. He is as cold as a banished immortal, but he curls up in my arms to keep warm; he is as strong as the sky, but he puts his life in my hands. In front of my master who dared to be angry but dare not speak out, he personally "sentenced" himself to me. From then on, I had a sickly immortal king in my palm. I fed him soup and medicine, put clothes on him, and watched him exhaust his last breath of life in my arms. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he made a promise, the tears falling from the corners of his eyes turned into pearls, and his body turned into stars in the sky in my arms. They say there are different paths between immortals and mortals, but I don't believe this is the end.
After the confinement in Siguoya ended, the first outrageous thing I did was to steal a snow-white nine-tailed fox from Master's courtyard. I thought I got a well-behaved pet, but I didn't expect that this beautiful fox that coughed up blood at every turn and was cold all over was actually the legendary master of the Changheng Sect who was only one step away from ascending to the throne - Pei Jinyu. He is as cold as a banished immortal, but he curls up in my arms to keep warm; he is as strong as the sky, but he puts his life in my hands. In front of my master who dared to be angry but dare not speak out, he personally "sentenced" himself to me. From then on, I had a sickly immortal king in my palm. I fed him soup and medicine, put clothes on him, and watched him exhaust his last breath of life in my arms. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he made a promise, the tears falling from the corners of his eyes turned into pearls, and his body turned into stars in the sky in my arms. They say there are different paths between immortals and mortals, but I don't believe this is the end.