Kneeling on the ground, Luo Shang had already burst into tears.

"So what if you transform into a human form? You are always a fox, and we will never be able to live together. If he knew the truth, would he still be willing to love you?"

Sighing heavily, the woman's voice was still soft, but there were warnings in her words.

"No matter what the outcome is, as long as I can be with him for one day, even if the final outcome is that my soul is shattered, Luo Shang still thinks it's worth it."

Once upon a time, Luo Shang heard that some senior spirit foxes turned into human beings for the sake of love, and were eventually abandoned by their lovers. In the end, their beauty disappeared, and their souls were completely destroyed.

"Don't regret it?"

The woman suddenly turned around, looked at Luo Shang with a gloomy look, raised her eyebrows and asked.

"No regrets!"

Raising his head, Luo Shang answered decisively.

She has no regrets, because she knows that An Ningyi has fallen in love with her, so she is willing to do it even for a short-lived love.

"Okay, since you want to fly into flames, I can't stop you!"

With her eyes closed, the woman turned her wrist, and a bright light suddenly appeared in her palm, and a box filled with cold light slowly appeared.

"Go~"

As soon as he finished speaking, the transparent box rose into the sky and was flying over Luo Shang, shrouding her in the dazzling light.

The aperture gradually narrowed, and the light became more intense. Suddenly, there was a roar and a strong wind all around.

As the box in the sky rotated rapidly, it seemed as if an invisible hand reached out to her, gradually pulling her body and soul apart.

The bone-crushing pain caused Luo Shang to bite his red lip, and the scarlet blood stained his lip. On his pale face, it was like a red plum in the white snow.

"Ah~"

With his fingers clenched, Luo Shang could no longer bear the excruciating pain, and a heart-rending scream pierced the sky.

"Plop~", the figure swayed, and a wisp of soul suddenly separated from the physical body, and in an instant it turned into a Yuan Dan and was sucked into the box.

The hair is flying and the clothes are fluttering.

The woman danced her sleeves, and the transparent box flew into her hand.

He lowered his eyebrows slightly, and when he saw Luo Shang twitching in pain on the grass, he couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

"Luo Shang, your soul has been accepted. From now on, you are no longer a spirit fox. I hope that the next time we meet, you will not be the target of my destruction."

Luo Shang tried his best to open his eyes. In his hazy vision, he could only see the corners of his clothes fluttering and a pair of golden lotus-like little feet approaching slowly.

No face could be seen, only the light voice echoed in my ears.

"Thank you witch, you can rest assured that Luo Shang will not turn into a demon~"

Panting heavily, such a simple sentence took up almost all Luo Shang's energy.

"Okay," the woman closed her eyes slightly and said calmly, "I don't want you to be in Mo Xi's painting either."

The light voice was like the breeze in the empty valley, but at that moment, Ling Mulao was stunned as if he was electrocuted.

Magic painting?

Suddenly his eyes widened, Ling Mulao looked in shock at the dust-free woman in front of him, who looked like a fairy.

It turns out that she is the owner of the Moxi painting, a legendary witch with supreme magic power.

It was almost a conditioned reflex. Without even thinking about it, Ling Mulao moved forward and flew forward like lightning.

She stretched out her hand and was about to pull off the silk scarf on the woman's face, but in an instant the scene in front of her eyes disappeared like quicksand.

In a moment, the beautiful face was mottled, and the coldness in those amber eyes became just a memory in his mind. Kneeling on the ground, Luo Shang had already burst into tears.

"So what if you transform into a human form? You are always a fox, and we will never be able to live together. If he knew the truth, would he still be willing to love you?"

Sighing heavily, the woman's voice was still soft, but there were warnings in her words.

"No matter what the outcome is, as long as I can be with him for one day, even if the final outcome is that my soul is shattered, Luo Shang still thinks it's worth it."

Once upon a time, Luo Shang heard that some senior spirit foxes turned into human beings for the sake of love, and were eventually abandoned by their lovers. In the end, their beauty disappeared, and their souls were completely destroyed.

"Don't regret it?"

The woman suddenly turned around, looked at Luo Shang with a gloomy look, raised her eyebrows and asked.

"No regrets!"

Raising his head, Luo Shang answered decisively.

She has no regrets, because she knows that An Ningyi has fallen in love with her, so she is willing to do it even for a short-lived love.

"Okay, since you want to fly into flames, I can't stop you!"

With her eyes closed, the woman turned her wrist, and a bright light suddenly appeared in her palm, and a box filled with cold light slowly appeared.

"Go~"

As soon as he finished speaking, the transparent box rose into the sky and was flying over Luo Shang, shrouding her in the dazzling light.

The aperture gradually narrowed, and the light became more intense. Suddenly, there was a roar and a strong wind all around.

As the box in the sky rotated rapidly, it seemed as if an invisible hand reached out to her, gradually pulling her body and soul apart.

The bone-crushing pain caused Luo Shang to bite his red lip, and the scarlet blood stained his lip. On his pale face, it was like a red plum in the white snow.

"Ah~"

With his fingers clenched, Luo Shang could no longer bear the excruciating pain, and a heart-rending scream pierced the sky.

"Plop~", the figure swayed, and a wisp of soul suddenly separated from the physical body, and in an instant it turned into a Yuan Dan and was sucked into the box.

The hair is flying and the clothes are fluttering.

The woman danced her sleeves, and the transparent box flew into her hand.

He lowered his eyebrows slightly, and when he saw Luo Shang twitching in pain on the grass, he couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

"Luo Shang, your soul has been accepted. From now on, you are no longer a spirit fox. I hope that the next time we meet, you will not be the target of my destruction."

Luo Shang tried his best to open his eyes. In his hazy vision, he could only see the corners of his clothes fluttering and a pair of golden lotus-like little feet approaching slowly.

No face could be seen, only the light voice echoed in my ears.

"Thank you witch, you can rest assured that Luo Shang will not turn into a demon~"

Panting heavily, such a simple sentence took up almost all Luo Shang's energy.

"Okay," the woman closed her eyes slightly and said calmly, "I don't want you to be in Mo Xi's painting either."

The light voice was like the breeze in the empty valley, but at that moment, Ling Mulao was stunned as if he was electrocuted.

Magic painting?

Suddenly his eyes widened, Ling Mulao looked in shock at the dust-free woman in front of him, who looked like a fairy.

It turns out that she is the owner of the Moxi painting, a legendary witch with supreme magic power.

It was almost a conditioned reflex. Without even thinking about it, Ling Mulao moved forward and flew forward like lightning.

She stretched out her hand and was about to pull off the silk scarf on the woman's face, but in an instant the scene in front of her eyes disappeared like quicksand.
Chapter completed!