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Zhang Rui exerted all his strength, running frantically towards the entrance of the village. Even though he felt exhausted and out of breath, the hot breath roaring from the monster's mouth continued to urge his legs forward. His heart pounded like a drum, and he could feel the monster's breath getting closer and closer, its teeth seemingly ready to sink into his spine.
As Zhang Rui felt the monster's breath getting closer, at the critical moment, he couldn't help but shout, "Help me! I can't go on!" His voice was filled with despair, but white fox seemed to pay no attention to his call, still gazing into the distance.
Zhang Rui desperately reached out his hand, waving it continuously in the hope of catching the attention of the white fox. Suddenly, the mark on his hand began to burn, a fierce heat piercing through his palm, but he paid no attention, continuing to wave his hand.
As he waved, the mark emitted a dazzling light, shining like bright stars in the dark night. The eyes of the white fox finally turned towards Zhang Rui, their crystalline gaze shimmering with captivating charm, as if understanding his call.
The presence of white fox caused the monsters to pause for a moment, as if sensing a mysterious power. Zhang Rui took the opportunity to desperately approach white fox, each step filled with the pressure of life and death, hoping to evade the monster's attacks.
At this moment, he could feel the mark on his hand slowly releasing an incredible energy, bringing him a glimmer of hope. The mark's light grew brighter and brighter, as if a shining star was rising in his palm, emitting a mysterious power. white fox's gaze became more focused, as if it sensed the presence of this power.
With the gathering of energy, the white fox seemed to be called by the universe, and it ran over with lightning speed. In the moment of running, a mysterious force burst from its body, causing its form to begin to change.
The fur of the white fox gradually became as soft as silk, its original snow-white being surrounded by a layer of light silver frost, which was extremely beautiful. Its body became more slender, with a noble and elegant posture, as if it were a celestial fairy descending to the mortal world. The white fox emitted a faint fragrance, as if it were the scent of flowers.
Its eyes shimmer with a wise light, like bright sapphires, containing endless mysterious power. The ears of the white fox are pointed and playful, slightly tilted back, like a pair of elegant elf ears.
On top of its head, a cluster of soft silver-white hair gently dances, swaying with the breeze, like a fairy's veil. Its lips are alluring and rosy, slightly upturned, with a hint of playful smile. The white fox's fingertips are long and delicate, nails emitting a faint glow, like crystals.
White Fox is draped in a delicate white feather coat, as light as a cloud and as elegant as a fairy's gown. Every step she takes exudes a graceful lightness, as if she were performing a sacred dance. Her very presence is an exquisite work of art, seamlessly blending beauty and divinity.
The monster, upon seeing the appearance of White Fox Immortal, is greatly shocked, its fangs clenched tightly, its eyes filled with incomprehension and fear. However, White Fox Immortal simply smiled gently, lightly snapped her fingers, and as if following the movement of her fingertips, the entire space distorted.
At the next moment, White Fox Immortal had instantly moved in front of the monster, her figure as swift and graceful as the wind. Her noble gaze stared at the monster, and she spoke in a clear and calm voice: "Bold monster!"
The monster was startled by this sudden turn of events, but then angrily launched an attack. It opened its huge mouth, attempting to bite White Fox Immortal, but she effortlessly dodged, her agility akin to an elf dancing gracefully in the air.
The monster's attacks all miss their mark, and the White Fox Immortal seems to be effortlessly in control. Her figure rolls around the monster, as if mocking its foolishness. Her grace and agility make the monster feel defeated and helpless, as it continuously strikes at thin air, unable to harm the White Fox Immortal.
The presence of White Fox Immortal is like a wondrous dance, every movement filled with power and dignity, while the monster becomes increasingly clumsy. There is a hint of mockery in White Fox Immortal's eyes, clearly wielding a power greater than the monster's, and the outcome of this battle seems already determined.
Under the nimble dance of the White Fox Immortal, the monster fell into deeper and deeper trouble. Its attacks became increasingly clumsy, unable to touch the shadow of White Fox Immortal, who would occasionally mock the monster's foolishness.
There was a mysterious gleam in White Fox Immortal's eyes, as if she was not just evading the monster's attacks, but also waiting for a certain moment. When the monster was exhausted and panting, White Fox Immortal finally made her move.
She spun rapidly, unleashing a force like a tornado, and a dazzling light surged from her hand, directly hitting the monster's chest. The monster let out a deafening roar, its body flying out and crashing heavily to the ground, causing a tremendous noise.
White Fox Immortal stood in place, still beautiful but with a hint of coldness. She gazed at the monster on the ground and said in a cold, indifferent voice, "You brought this upon yourself."
The monster roared, struggling to get up, but its strength was depleted, unable to resist the mysterious power of the White Fox Immortal. The White Fox Immortal's eyes carried a warning, as if telling the monster that any further action would lead to even more terrible consequences.
Zhang Rui witnessed it all, feeling shocked and grateful. The White Fox Immortal's power exceeded imagination. Not only did she save his life, but she also defeated the monster. This mysterious woman made him incredibly curious, knowing that he had many questions that needed answers.
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