The Great Holy Infant Spirit

And a few were even kneeling on the ground, appearing extremely reverent.

"Damn, how many demons and ghosts are there in this mountain? Why is there another fox demon?"

Lin Qiye muttered to himself as he stared at the fox demon.

The villagers were also stunned by the situation. Their eyes darted back and forth between Lin Qiye and the fox demon.

No one dared to make any offensive moves. They either knelt on the ground or froze on the spot.

Just as the atmosphere fell into silence, the fox demon suddenly made a move.

Lin Qiye was on his guard.

The fox demon smiled and turned around to face Lin Qiye. She suddenly knelt on one knee and said respectfully, "Greetings, Lord Holy Infant!"

"Huh?"

Lin Qiye's eyes widened in confusion. What was going on? Who is she? Does he know her very well?