Supernatural rebirth: genius girl fortune teller

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"Xue Hu, did you ask someone to cut your head?"

Seeing Xue Hu's slightly messy short hair that was very Korean and fashionable, Yang Zimei couldn't help but reach out and rub it.

"no."

Xue Hu flicked his head, and a head of knee-length black hair was revealed again.

Yang Zimei looked around nervously, but fortunately there was no one there.

Xue Hu smiled and stretched out his hand to scratch her little nose, "You're so stupid. Except for you, no one else can see what my long hair looks like."

"Oh." Yang Zimei touched his nose, looked at the Mo Xie sword he held in his hand, and said sadly: "I really didn't expect that Xue Hu, you are a rich man, and I will have no worries about food and clothing in the future."

"Hehe, have you realized my benefits now?"

Xue Hu smiled slyly.

"Yeah, yeah, your benefits are really great." Yang Zimei nodded.

A trace of melancholy suddenly flashed across Xue Hu's blue eyes, "But, girl, I have to leave you for a while."

Yang Zimei's heart sank, "Why? Don't you want to stay with me anymore?"

"No, I am about to face the third disaster of transforming from a demon into a human form! I have to find a place to escape." Xue Hu looked at her and said, "After the disaster, I will naturally return to you.

Be your pet."

Looking at his face, Yang Zimei suddenly felt very sad.

These days, she was used to the little fox from Xuehu jumping around in her arms.

Now, it is leaving again!

A feeling of fear of separation quickly grew and spread in my heart like weeds.

"You should be able to survive this disaster, right?" Yang Zimei asked worriedly.

Xue Hu reached out and rubbed her hair, smiled and said: "Of course I can. Even if I can't, it doesn't matter. I'm just getting back to my original shape."

"What does it mean to return to the original shape?"

"That is to say, you have turned back into a fox, and all your spiritual power has disappeared. If you want to regain your spiritual power and transform into a human form, you must go through thousands of years of practice."

Xue Hu said casually.

"You won't die, right?" Yang Zimei is most worried about this.

She could still bear the separation, but she couldn't bear the death of the people and things she cared about, and never being together again.

"Of course not."

Xue Hu looked into her eyes and suddenly laughed happily, "Hey, little girl, are you nervous about me?"

"Of course I'm nervous about you." Yang Zimei replied.

"Then do you love me?"

"like you."

"oh."

Xue Hu's tone was slightly disappointed, "It's really boring. I'm so many times better than Long Zhutian. Why do you love him instead of me?"

"It's destined." Yang Zimei smiled.

"Okay." Xue Hu drooped his head, "Let's not talk about these sad topics. After today, I will leave. Let's just have fun here to avoid going back so early, you stingy man.

He threw me aside again, causing me great resentment."

"Um."

Yang Zimei nodded and looked at the unfamiliar city B, "Although city A is not far from city B, I have never visited it."

"Then I'll go shopping with you. Whatever you want to go shopping or buy is all mine."

Xue Hu said with an uncle's tone.

Yang Zimei laughed, smiling, but also full of sadness, because she suddenly remembered what was said in the fragments of ancient books, saying that a demon would experience three disasters in its life, and each time it would be heart-breaking pain and extremely catastrophic.

, especially the third time, almost always narrowly escaped death. It did not say that if you can't escape, you will return to your original shape.

Snow Lake, how painful will it feel when it faces the third disaster?

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