High atop Rolly's shoulders, Jun Wu Xie was still enjoying the soft fluffy touch of the ring spirit's thick fur when she narrowed her eyes suddenly. The light wind that blew past her carried with it the faint but distinct scent of blood that she absolutely abhorred!
"Stop!" Jun Wu Xie said suddenly.
The team immediately stopped in their tracks.
"What is it?" Fan Jin frowned, worried.
"I smell blood." Jun Wu Xie replied, her brow furrowing.
"Spirit Beasts?" Qiao Chu turned around and sniffed with his nose, but he did not smell anything unusual and gave up.
