The moment Yun Chujiu entered the room, she saw a snow-white ball of fur jumping onto the ground.
The little white ball of fur was furry and its short limbs looked exceptionally cute. No wonder the ball of fur was attracted to it at first glance.
However, the two of them really looked alike, except that one was black and the other was white. They were really a match made in heaven.
Yun Chujiu was afraid that someone would come in, so she let the one foot sword spirit out and let it guard the door.
Although the one foot sword spirit was curious, it tactfully did not ask further and went outside to keep watch.
Yun chujiu lowered her head and looked at the little white ball. She lowered her voice and asked, “Are you the mirror spirit of the delusion-breaking mirror?”
The little white ball nodded obediently. It was so cute that Hei Xinjiu’s heart almost melted. It was a waste for such a cute white ball to be matched with Mao Qiuqiu!
