Holiness

In the third year of Qingyun, winter has arrived, and Lu County is colder than ever before. Xu Chen lazily curled up in the room and carefully read the book in his hand. In his body, the thin sage aura also slowly flowed. Suddenly, there was a faint knock on the window! When he opened the window door, he saw a little cyan fox raising his left paw and tapping the small window respectfully. When Xu Chen appeared, the little green fox raised its head obediently, squinted at Xu Chen and smiled. Smile like a flower! The so-called holy virtue, for Xu Chen, who came from time travel, is not a noble virtue like governing a country and bringing peace to the world. Instead, he stubbornly believed that the so-called saintly virtue was just to protect what little he had. Readers welcome to join: There is a snow fox knocking on the window in the middle of the night 46409488