The scroll emitted a soft light, enveloping Murong Qingcheng and the Nine-tailed Fox.
In the next moment, Murong Qingcheng felt a connection, exactly with the Nine-tailed Fox.
The ferocity in the Nine-tailed Fox's eyes disappeared, replaced by a glimmer of spiritual light, and it even rubbed its furry little head against Murong Qingcheng's face.
"Hm, what should I call you?" Murong Qingcheng said with a smile, tilting her head.
"Just call her Little Red!" said the Dark Red Divine Dragon.
Lin Xuan nodded from the side, "That's a good name."
Upon hearing this, the Nine-tailed Fox bared its teeth at Lin Xuan and the Dark Red Divine Dragon, waving its little paws continuously.
"I have a name, it's Nine-tailed!" the Nine-tailed Fox said fiercely.
"Nine-tailed, huh, that name doesn't sound good." Murong Qingcheng said, rubbing the little fox's head and thinking, "Why not call you Little Nine?"
