Lou Yuan's nervousness gradually calmed down, and he watched and accompany him until Shi Lingxi exhausted his last trace of magic power.

The **** three-tailed fox stood on a reef and looked at Lou Yuan pitifully. "Ayuan, what should I do? I haven't changed back ..."

Lou Yuan was distressed. He came over and crouched, and kissed Shi Lingxi's furry head first. "It doesn't matter, there will be a way."

But he hadn't let up yet, and the little three-tailed fox who kissed his forehead was shrouded in white light, and for a moment a young man who could not stand in his eyes reflected in his eyes.