It's just a matter of being slapped in the face for no reason.

saw that he was about to be killed by a dark hand in the dark, and his life was gone.

Xiao Yumiao knew very well that she was swearing uncontrollably.

It's the only thing she can do for herself right now.

Fight for a chance to live.

There is no need to be humble, and there is no need to lose dignity to live.

It's like a person at the end of his rope.

Learn from the trapped beast.

is doing the last unyielding struggle before dying.

In order to fight for an ethereal hope.

Hope that a miracle will happen.

When Xiao Yumiao's bloody curse of hatred was praised by God with thunder.

Then she saw the white fox that had suddenly appeared at the end of the street.

It was a white fox standing quietly at the end of the street and proudly admiring the moon.

Xiao Yumiao suddenly laughed.

The smile was like the full moon in the night sky that had just passed through a cloud.

Bright, bright, light and joyful.

It's just that the dangerous beast breath that has been locked by Xiao Yumiao's side and never leaves it disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Yumiao casually flicked the cyan robe on her body with her hand.

Then he took a bottle of elixir from the space, poured most of it into her small mouth and ate it, and then slowly walked towards the white fox standing at the end of the street.

Though those dangerous beast breaths are gone.

But before I knew the meaning of this white fox.

Xiao Yumiao, who had already reached the end of the street, did not speak, did not even spit out a word of thanks, but silently looked at the white fox who was quietly admiring the moon.

The white fox on a moonlit night, dressed in a cold lamp, looked up at the moon arrogantly.

Does that little look really like a proud little princess, or a little prince?

Just when Xiao Yumiao secretly guessed in her heart whether this white fox was male or female.

The white fox, who had been quietly admiring the moon, suddenly turned her head and glared at Xiao Yumiao with her fox eyes, which were more dazzling and charming than the seven-colored rainbow.

That little appearance seemed to know that Xiao Yumiao was guessing whether she was a man or a woman in her heart.

Xiao Yumiao raised her hand and rubbed her little nose a little embarrassed.

Because she didn't know what to say, Xiao Yumiao still didn't speak.

This made the white fox look at Xiao Yumiao's eyes, in addition to displeasure, there was a touch of arrogant contempt.

Looking at the undisguised contempt in the eyes of the fox that was more beautiful than the seven-colored rainbow, Xiao Yumiao only smiled hesitantly, but still did not speak.

Xiao Yumiao was not angry, nor did she feel that she was embarrassed at the moment, but looked at the beautiful white fox in front of her without saying a word.

The white fox probably thought that Xiao Yumiao was very boring, so she turned her head and no longer looked at Xiao Yumiao, but narrowed her dazzling and colorful fox eyes into a line, and then flicked her snow-white fox tail, like a little princess who was standing on tiptoe and holding her head high, and walked forward proudly.

Only then did Xiao Yumiao notice that she and the white fox seemed to be standing at the end of the street before, but in fact, they were different.

And the direction that the white fox walked was also a street and alley that Xiao Yumiao had never been to during the day.

The streets are spacious, but they are as quiet and cold as the moonlight, and there are no people on either side of the streets.

And Xiao Yumiao walked with the white fox more and more, and the sense of desolation and desolation in the eyes was even worse.

The most lively and prosperous imperial city, and still in the central area so close to the Grand Palace, how can there be a good street and alley abandoned here and left uninhabited?