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407. Chapter 407 Keeping a snow fox as a pet

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"I can't always have a grown man by my side. I'm afraid that my man will be jealous." Although Long Zhutian is a majestic man, he seems to be very jealous in this regard. If a monster like Xue Hu is with me, then

Still okay?

Forget it, she doesn't want to provoke this peach blossom either.

sieve--

Xue Hu's body suddenly dwarfed...

A fox the size of a puppy, with snow-white fur, black eyes and a pointed mouth, fell on the grass, and the original snow lake disappeared.

He...revealed his true form?

Yang Zimei looked at the little snow fox in surprise.

The little snow fox blinked its big, bright black eyes and looked at her innocently, as cute as that.

As for women, they are not immune to cute things by nature, let alone cute little animals.

She couldn't help but let out a low cry, stretched out her hands to pick it up from the ground, and stroked its snow-white fur.

It feels so good!

Snow Fox, on the other hand, enjoyed her touch very much. He closed his eyes and fell obediently on her hand, looking as soft as if you don't take me home, I will die.

"Do you really want to be with me?" Yang Zimei really couldn't refuse this little thing, knowing that he was a demon that could transform into a human being.

Snow Fox nodded.

"Then in most cases from now on, you are only allowed to appear as this kind of pet." Yang Zimei said.

Xuehu nodded again and simply curled up in her arms without moving, as if he believed in her.

It has a very comfortable, light and elegant fragrance.

Xiao Qian had an opinion, "Sister, I'm the only one you have as a pet, why don't you throw away this old monster?"

Who knew that the snow fox could hear its voice, "You little brat, besides, I'll throw you away."

When Xiao Qian heard this, he immediately fell silent.

This snow fox can cultivate into a human being, so its power can be imagined, but it really doesn't dare to mess with him.

Yang Zimei carried Xuehu back to the ruined temple.

Yuqing and Yuzhenzi had already gotten up to meditate and practice.

"Little nephew, what are you holding?" Yu Zhenzi asked in surprise when he saw a small white ball in her arms.

Just as Yang Zimei was about to speak, she heard Xue Hu whisper to her: "Don't reveal my life experience to anyone, just say that I am the little fox you picked up."

"It's a little fox I picked up on the road." Yang Zimei changed her tone and said.

"Little white fox? Let me see what kind it is." Yuzhenzi curiously wanted to reach out and pick up the snow fox.

Snow Fox dodged and hid in Yang Zimei's arms. Xinyu said anxiously to Yang Zimei: "Don't let that smelly Taoist priest touch me. Don't let anyone touch me except you!"

Yang Zimei said to Yu Zhenzi with sweat: "Uncle, it's afraid of you, so don't recruit it."

Yuzhenzi also saw that the little snow fox was avoiding him, and also saw that its big, spiritual eyes seemed to be shining with disgust towards him.

In the past few decades, he has traveled all over the country, encountered many strange things, and heard many strange stories.

It is absolutely impossible for such a little snow fox to grow wild in this kind of mountain.

He suspected that it was a spiritual creature.

And this spiritual creature is destined to Yang Zimei.

Forget it, I won’t touch it if I don’t let myself touch it.

Although Yu Zhenzi has an impulsive temper, he is an open-minded person. He can take things up and let them go. He will not be stubborn about one thing, let alone argue with a little fox, so he will give up touching it.

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