The Fox Lord of Green Hills?
Ning Ke's ears stood straight up, his face full of shock.
To put it plainly, he had none of the original owner's memories. He had never even heard of Qingqiu Fox Mountain.
And in his six months in the Demon Realm, he had not seen a single fox besides himself!
Yet now that he had come ten thousand years into the past, Lou Yunxiao had actually found them!
Wait...
A bold suspicion suddenly struck Ning Ke.
Could it be... that the original owner had been me all along?
Otherwise, how did I end up ten thousand years in the past?
Why didn't I have the original owner's memories when I first transmigrated?
The thought sent a chill down his spine, and the fur on his back bristled.
"Are you nervous?" Noticing something was wrong, Lou Yunxiao stroked the little fox's back and reassured him. "Don't be afraid. I only brought you here to ask a few questions. I'm not abandoning you."
He thought Ning Ke was anxious because he feared being sent back to Fox Mountain.
As he spoke, two children came down from the mountain on clouds and mist, stopping before Lou Yunxiao.
The children had rosy lips and pearly teeth, with red makeup shading the corners of their eyes. They wore silvery-white robes, their hems embroidered with rising red flames and edged in gold thread. Dozens of gemstones hung at their necks and waists, jingling with every movement.
They looked... exceedingly wealthy.
One child looked Lou Yunxiao up and down and asked, "Visitor Lou Yunxiao, what brings you here?"
The other child's gaze fell on Ning Ke, and their pupils instantly contracted.
Pale blue Foxfire swiftly rose from their palm as they demanded angrily, "Why is our Saint in your hands?!"
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