The Vine Demon

"Please spare me, Senior!"

"I don't want to die, nor do I want to harm others—it was Grandma who forced me!"

The fox, her chest pierced by a sword, looked terrifyingly fierce but still pleaded for her life, speaking with a voice full of desperation. However, she conveniently omitted any mention of the scholar.

After all, it was always someone else's fault; she bore no responsibility.

Gu Lan shook his head, a slight smile on his face.

A thousand-year-old fox still playing ghost tales—who was she fooling here?

If she truly loved him, why was the scholar's vitality drained to the point of nearly dying?

Beside her, the scholar's eyes were filled with horror—not fear of the fox's true form but dread from her words.

"Meiniang, I'm not afraid of death. Why do you beg him for mercy?"

"I can go with you to the underworld; we can be husband and wife again in the next life."

The scholar stumbled forward, trying to embrace the fox, only to be swatted away with a flick of her tail.