A weak little demon like her has always been marginalized.
When she was pursued by the Demon Wolf, she thought of escaping into this village for refuge, but she was met with a barrage of icy arrows from the high walls and guardrails.
She harbored a great fear of this seemingly safe and warm walled place and upon following Ning Feiyan to this point, she finally dared not take a step further.
The Fox-Eared Lady looked at the tall figure gradually devoured by the warm firelight, whimpered like a small beast, and with drooping ears like a little fox, she gazed longingly until the figure completely disappeared, then slowly buried her head.
In her ears was the sound of the Enchanting Demon man scolding Hong Zhuang for her rudeness.
In an instant, all the trees turned Xiao Se, and the autumn wind scattered.
The Fox-Eared Lady was reluctant to leave, and she did not know how long it had been before her head suddenly felt heavy, as if something soft had pressed upon it.
