Chapter 491: The Third Catastrophe

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"Xuehu, did you ask someone to cut this end?"

Seeing Xuehu's slightly messy, Korean wave and fashionable short hair, Yang Zimei couldn't help reaching out and rubbing it.

"no."

Xuehu shook his head, and his knee-length black hair appeared again.

Yang Zimei looked around nervously, but luckily there was no one there.

Xuehu smiled and reached out and scratched her little nose, "It's stupid, no one else can see my long hair except you."

"Oh." Yang Zimei touched his nose, looked at the capable general Mo Xiejian in his hand, and said in a sigh: "I really didn't expect that Xuehu, you are a big money, and I will not worry about food or clothing in the future."

"Hey, do you feel the benefits of me now?"

Snow Lake smiled slyly.

"Hmmmm, your benefits are really great." Yang Zimei nodded.

A hint of melancholy flashed across Xuehu's azure blue pupils, "However, girl, I'm going to leave you for a few days."

Yang Zimei's heart sank, "Why? Don't you want to stay with me anymore?"

"No, it's me who is about to face the third catastrophe of being transformed from a demon into a human form! I have to find a place to escape." Xuehu looked at her and said, "After the catastrophe, I will naturally come back to you, be your pet."

Looking at his face, Yang Zimei's heart suddenly felt sad.

These days, she is used to the little fox in Xuehu jumping around in her arms.

Now, it's leaving again!

A fear of parting quickly spread like a weed in my heart.

"You should be able to survive this disaster, right?" Yang Zimei asked worriedly.

Xuehu reached out and rubbed her hair, then smiled and said, "Of course I can. Even if I can't, it doesn't matter, I'm just going back to my original shape."

"What does it mean to return to its original shape?"

"That is to say, it has changed back to the appearance of a fox, and all spiritual power has disappeared. If you want to regain spiritual power and transform into a human form, you must go through thousands of years of cultivation."

Xuehu said casually.

"I won't die, right?" This is what Yang Zimei is most worried about.

She can still endure parting, but she can't bear the death of people and things she cares about, and there will never be a day when they will meet again.

"Of course not."

Xuehu looked at her pupils, and suddenly smiled happily, "Hey, little girl, are you nervous about me?"

"Of course I'm nervous about you." Yang Zimei replied.

"Then do you love me?"

"like you."

"Oh."

Xuehu's tone was slightly disappointed, "It's really boring, I don't know how many times better than that Long Zhutian, why do you love him instead of me?"

"Fate." Yang Zimei smiled.

"Okay." Xuehu drooped his head, "We won't talk about these sad topics, after today, I'm going to leave, let's have fun here, lest we go back so early, you stingy man Throwing me aside again makes me feel very resentful."

"Um."

Yang Zimei nodded and looked at the unfamiliar city B, "Although city A is not far from city B, I have never visited it."

"Then I'll accompany you to go shopping. Whatever you want to shop and buy, it's all mine."

Xuehu said in the tone of an uncle.

Yang Zimei laughed, smiled, and was full of sadness, because she suddenly remembered what was said in those ancient books, saying that the demon's life will experience three disasters, and each time, it is heart-wrenching pain and catastrophic , especially the third time, it was almost a near-death experience, and he didn't say that if he couldn't escape, he would return to his original shape.

Snow Lake, facing the third catastrophe, how painful will it be?

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