Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

It was injured and had some difficulty moving.

A flash of white light passed by.

The soft little fur ball turned into a person in a vast white dress.

Beautiful white, flawless white.

Like a touch of clear lotus on a lotus, the whole body is filled with a charming soft light, and the fragrance gradually fills the air.

She was probably extremely beautiful, with her long ink-colored hair hanging low, her body bent low, and her white lotus-like snow-colored gauze skirt vaguely revealing the curves of her figure.

Exquisite and graceful, the skin is so fair and tender that it glows.

The exposed lotus root arm is all white and moist.

Lifelike and extremely beautiful.

Soft as boneless, as slender as willow.

She is so charming that even the hem of her skirt is seductive.

It makes people want to tear it apart.

After she transformed into a human form, she seemed to have little strength left. She covered her wounds and leaned against the boulder for a while.

When the wound gradually showed signs of healing, she waited for a long time, and then slowly, supporting the boulder, she stood up.

One of them accidentally involved a wound, and she just frowned.

The delicate and beautiful little face lost its color and turned pale.

Just like that, without saying a word and holding back, those white and weak fingers covered the boulder.

The tail behind him, which could not be retracted due to injury, hung down weakly.

Being wetted by the thick water vapor in the air, it was half wet but not dry, and gradually lost its temperature in the cold air.

Afraid that the people who had been biting her before would come back, she covered her wound and did not stay here for long.

It wouldn't be safe to leave directly from here, those damn ones are still hanging around here.

The injured fox demon, whose power was greatly reduced, had a pale face and just held on to the slippery and cold stone wall of the cave, slowly walking towards the depths.

I want to find another safe exit.

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But this cave...

Some are surprisingly deep.

The further you go, the colder it gets.

It was so cold that it was unbearable.

At the entrance of the cave, there is still a lot of moist water vapor.

Even though it was cold, it was still bearable.

But after going inside like this, for some reason, the temperature dropped off a cliff.

Cold, cold to the depths of the soul.

It was so cold that there was no moisture at all, and the air inside became thinner and drier.

And the regular and rhythmic dripping sound became louder and louder.

Inside, there seems to be a small pool of water.

"..." The man who had been holding on to the stone wall as he walked in slowly squatted down.

He held his left abdomen and calmed down for a while.

Because it was hit by a magic weapon, which was stained with a magic spell specifically designed to deal with demons, her wound healed slowly and is still bleeding.

It kept spreading down her white skirt.

It almost soaked the hem of her skirt in front.

The drops fell to the ground and quickly condensed into ice.

I feel cold and sore, and I still don’t have much strength.

The poor beauty was crouching, her eyelashes were trembling.

The white and delicate ears suddenly turned into fluffy fox ears.

The ears are soft and pointed, the same color as her snow skirt.

She covered the wound and took a breath.

He looked up at the still bottomless cave and pursed his lips.

The red lips were a little lighter in color.

At this time, I don’t know where I have gone. The cave is very dark, pitch black, and extremely quiet.

There is only the constant sound of water dripping, "tick-tock-tick-tick-"

As if guiding her in the right direction.