Chapter 407 Raising a Snow Fox as a Pet

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"I can't always bring a big man by my side. I'm afraid my man will be jealous." Although Long Zhutian is a big man, he seems to be very jealous in this respect. Still got it?

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

sieve--

Xuehu's body suddenly became short...

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

He... is he real?

Yang Zimei looked at the little snow fox in surprise.

Little Xuehu blinked her big black eyes and looked at her innocently, as cute as she wanted to say.

And women are born with no immunity to cute things, let alone cute little animals.

She couldn't help but let out a low cry, reached out and picked it up from the ground, stroking its snow-white fur.

It feels so good!

Xuehu, on the other hand, enjoyed her touch very much, closed his eyes, and leaned on her hand obediently, as if you didn't take me home, I would die softly.

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

Snow Fox nodded.

"In the future, in most cases, you can only use the face of this pet to appear." Yang Zimei said.

Xuehu nodded again, and simply curled up in her arms and didn't move, as if he was relying on her.

It has a very comfortable, slightly elegant fragrance on it.

Xiaoqian has an opinion, "Sister, I'm the only pet you have, throw this old monster away?"

Who knows, Xuehu can hear its voice, "You little devil, besides, I threw you away."

When Xiao Qian heard this, he immediately fell silent.

This Xuehu can cultivate into an adult, and the mana can be imagined, it really does not dare to provoke him.

Yang Zimei carried Xuehu back to the broken temple.

Yuqing and Yuzhenzi had already stood up to meditate.

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

Just as Yang Zimei was about to speak, she heard Xuehu say to her in a heartfelt voice, "Don't reveal my background to anyone, just say I'm a little fox you picked up."

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

"The little white fox? Let Shishu see what species it is." Yu Zhenzi curiously wanted to reach out and carry the snow fox over.

Xuehu flashed, hid in Yang Zimei's arms, and said anxiously to Yang Zimei, "Don't let that stinky Taoist touch me, and don't let anyone touch me except you!"

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

Yu Zhenzi also saw that Xiao Xuehu was dodging him, and also saw that in his big eyes with aura, there seemed to be a flash of disgust towards him.

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

In this kind of mountain, it is absolutely impossible for such a small snow fox to live wild.

He suspected that it was a spirit.

And this spirit is related to Yang Zimei.

Forget it, don't let yourself touch it.

Although Yu Zhenzi's temper is impulsive and bloody, he is an open-minded person. He can take it up and let it go. He will not be stubborn about one thing, and he will not even care about a little fox, so he will give up touching it.

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