In his previous life, he was Zhong Xiu, a frail young man; she was Ye Weiwan, a snow-white fox.
In this life, he (she?) is Zhong Xiu, a dark-haired, silver-eyed girl with a curvaceous figure; and she is still Ye Weiwan, a snow-white fox with nine tails.
“Immortal Fox, you never told me I’d be a girl in this life!”
Ye Weiwan looked at the adorable girl in her arms, whose little mouth was pursed in a pout and whose face was full of indignation. She glanced guiltily at the candle beside them. “Reincarnation is a great principle of Heaven and Earth. How could a little fox demon like me control it?”
(This is a girls' love novel, one-on-one romance.)
A very good novel
This is truly a perfect book, sweet and heartwarming, with wonderfully portrayed characters. I really love it! The author's writing quality is so low, it's not enough to keep reading! It feels like a fantasy novel, but the part where cultivators harm their own people for the sake of strangers is a bit much. After all, protecting and helping others is already more than enough; being used as a threat is a bit over the top. After all, when faced with a choice between a stranger and one's loved ones, the choice is obvious. This is just my personal opinion, and I might be a little selfish, so please don't criticize me too harshly.
Will the protagonist, who seems so innocent, turn evil later on?
The autumn winds of August are almost here, whipping up the grass on the author's grave.
Tomb sweeping... Digging up graves and whipping corpses.
Why is there a bloodline incompatibility with the demon race? Nine-tailed foxes are so cute!
The music and songs have not yet faded, the wine vessels remain; let the sound of bamboo and the new moon evoke the same feelings as in bygone days.
This is my first long review, dedicated to a truly unforgettable work. I genuinely love this book; I loved it from the first time I read it. Unlike most novels, every word is carefully crafted and meticulously written, the entire book practically bathed in warmth. As the saying goes, "seeing the words is like seeing the person," and while I wouldn't presume to judge you personally, I'm certain you're a thoughtful person. This book is certainly not the kind of thoughtless, slanderous writing that some might claim. It truly is a lullaby that lulls me to sleep on some nights, a blueprint for my dreams when I'm feeling down. I've read the earlier parts of the book again and again…
Tomb sweeping and cheering.
For strangers, life requires not only recognition but also immense courage. Being able to do what you love is already a great thing, even if you face ridicule and sarcasm. Nothing beats the sincerity of your own heart.
It's updated, my youth is over.
A new book appeared on my bookshelf.