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There is a saying in the Northeast of the Five Great Immortals——Hu Youran is barely considered a fox fairy, although he himself expressed doubts about this statement. He was originally staying in the Shang family’s hometown, and he was sleeping well except for eating. He was sleeping well that day. Feeling a gaze fall on him, he bounced up from the altar table in a jerk, and found that there was really a little ghost looking at him, with sparkling eyes and a suspicious blush on his face.

The owner of the house was still praying, the gray-haired, dry and skinny old lady didn't notice the abnormality of the boy, and sadly talked about the hardship of life.

"Little ghost, can you see me?" Hu Youran asked with great interest.

The boy nodded fiercely, his eyes were crystal clear, like blue waves rippling and forming layers of ripples, Hu Youran frowned, instinctively aware of the strangeness, he looked up and down the boy, the thin and small one seemed to be malnourished, and the delicate eyebrows made people laugh. Shy and reserved, the two dimples on the cheeks are extremely obvious, it looks like an ordinary grass-eating rabbit, but... how strange...

It stands to reason that it should be common for that person's descendants to be able to see him, but in the past hundred years, no one has done it...

With an attitude of interest, Hu Youran felt that it was acceptable to fulfill the requirements of her own host and follow his family's frail, sick, troubled grandson.

The Shang family is a pit, because since the death of Hu Youran's savior, the Shang family has started a single lineage model, and the single seedling from generation to generation has been congenitally deficient, frail and sick, and killed people at a young age.

Hu Youran couldn't save their lives, but at least he was enshrined. The Shang family is still a descendant of the savior. Apart from being unable to control life and death, he also did his best. He is really a great fairy in the industry!

There is no way, in the past, receiving favor from others was a promise with your body!

Xian is in his early [-]s, and a certain fox who is about to count fools thinks that we are worthy of our conscience!

"Hey! Brat, what's your name?" Hu Youran lay down again and asked lazily.

"Shang Xuening, my name is Shang Xuening!" A certain kid pursed his lips, smiling romantically.