With the illumination provided by the obscure moonlight, Ling Chuxi took a clear look at the Wind Owl Beast. Its body was as large as a lion and it had two sharp horns atop its head. Its limbs were strong and mighty. Whenever it moved, it was as though there was wind beneath its feet. At present, it was glaring at Ling Chuxi fiercely.
Little White was curled around Ling Chuxi's neck, but now, it leaped down and stood aside.
