Ning Fei did not expect to find a little fox on his way down the mountain.
This fox seemed to have a spirit. It had been waiting for him on the road for a long time.
When it saw him appear, it would cry out for help and rely on him.
This scene was just like how Bai Suzhen had thrown away an oil-paper umbrella in order to meet Xu Xian.
The netizens who liked to fantasize had already imagined a delicate and moving fox demon turning into an injured fox in order to get close to the kind-hearted Taoist priest.
This feeling was beautiful.
In the tent, Ning Fei was cleaning the wounds of the white fox.
He had already put the drone into the tent. At this moment, he was using his phone to broadcast live.
“From now on, you will be called Little Fox,”Ning Fei said as he carefully cleaned the wounds.
“Little Fox Ning!”
The Little Fox looked like it was only two to three months old. Ning Fei had now confirmed that the Little Fox was a mutated red fox.