Jiang Yisheng's life was also not easy. His cultivation was wasted, and he was forced to remove the curse by the head of the sect every day.
Whenever someone came to see him, he always felt that they were looking at him with pity and ridicule.
Jiang Yisheng, who was originally sunny and gentle, became gloomy.
He is a useless person. Even if the curse is lifted, it would be better to die than to be locked up in the Cliff of Repentance for the rest of his life.
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Mo Qin couldn't go down the mountain, so tomorrow he would either practice or cultivate.
One night, after washing up, she lifted the quilt and prepared to go to bed, but found a white fox lying in the quilt.
Mo Qin's eyes lit up, and he grabbed the fox into his arms, stroking every bit of its fur.
The fox raised its head and touched Mo Qin's lips with its mouth. His ears twitched twice very quickly and his fox eyes narrowed comfortably, looking well-behaved and cute.
That night, Mo Qin had a dream while sleeping with the fox in her arms.
In the dream, Feng Jun was half-dressed, and his beautiful fox eyes were like a man-eating abyss, swallowing her up bit by bit.
She was like a puppet being led by the nose. Her body did not obey her, and there was something unknown in her heart that drove her.
In her dream, she saw Feng Jun’s excited fox ears and several tails wagging wildly behind him.
It's rare for Mo Qin to get up late again.
She held the fox nestled against her neck, a dangerous glint in her eyes.
"You're controlling my dreams again!"
The fox blinked innocently, and Mo Qin heard Feng Jun's dissatisfied voice.
"It's a pity it was just a dream."
The fox's eyes slid down Mo Qin's face, and he thought frivolously: I wish this could become real someday.
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