C83 Nine Tails and Spirit Grass

The white fox in front of him stretched its front two front paws as if it was stretching itself, and then it extended its mouth in front of Zheng Lei, greedily breathing in the cloud of air that permeated his surroundings, looking like it was enjoying itself.

Zheng Lei wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything. He could only watch as the white fox slowly got up and ran off into the distance