Suddenly, the red figure felt a violent wind approaching from behind.
It quickly turned around. Before it could react, it was kicked to the ground by someone.
Then, this person's black boot stepped heavily on its heart!
"No wonder there was a lingering stench the moment we entered the villa. So it's a wild fox in the mountains causing trouble?"
Ye Siming stepped on the red fox. His eyes were deep and had a dangerous gleam.
He lowered his head slightly, and a huge wolf head that was like black ink floated behind him.
The ends of the blood-red wolf's eyes burned with a fiery red.
"Ouch! It hurts!" The little red fox twisted its body back and forth and struggled crazily.
The voice sounded like a little boy's.
Ye Siming exerted more force on his foot and narrowed his eyes, threatening, "Behave yourself. Otherwise, I'll take your life immediately."