Linghu Fox Returns to Her Heart

"Hm?" Lei Dong found it even stranger. With a casual wave, he dispelled the Netherflame Ghost Claw swirling through the air. Then he clasped his hands behind his back and fixed the person with a cold stare. She was a girl who looked about sixteen, with a sweet, innocent air about her, yet she inadvertently gave off an astonishing allure. That charm wasn't something she could deliberately put on; it seemed as natural as breathing.

Cultivators all had excellent memories. Even if they didn't, their memories became astonishingly good as they continued to evolve. Never forgetting anything they'd seen was a small matter. Yet Lei Dong couldn't remember where he'd seen this woman before, though, strangely, she did look a little familiar.

Cultivators had excellent memories. Even those who didn't started to develop astonishing powers of recall as they continued to advance. Remembering everything at a glance was a trivial matter. Yet Lei Dong couldn't recall where he had seen this girl before, though, strangely, she seemed vaguely familiar.

Fortunately, the girl didn't make Lei Dong lose his temper. Instead, she obediently flew over and gracefully knelt before him. "Linghu Qianqian pays her respects to Brother Lei. You're incredible, Brother Lei! It hasn't even been two hundred years since we parted, and you've already advanced to the Deity Transformation stage. That grab just now scared Qianqian half to death." Linghu Qianqian looked thoroughly shaken, her frightened expression so pitiful it stirred the heart.

Fortunately, the girl didn't provoke Lei Dong into a rage. Instead, she obediently flew over and knelt before him. "Linghu Qianqian greets Brother Lei. You're so amazing, Brother Lei! It hasn't even been two hundred years since we parted, and you've already reached Spirit Transformation. That claw just now scared Qianqian half to death." Linghu Qianqian looked