Xie Feiying brought little chick back to the valley of Flowers triumphantly.
Perched on her shoulder, the little yellow chick's tiny eyes were darting around, surveying its surroundings with curiosity and arrogance. If Ling Chuxi were to see this fellow's sneaky eyes looking around, she would definitely know that it was starting to Scout the area again. However, Xie Feiying clearly still lacked understanding of it and only found it particularly interesting.
Jie Feiying fantasized again about Ling Chuxi's panic and heartache when she lost the little spirit beast and felt even more relieved. She only felt that the depression that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time had been swept away, and her mood was as comfortable as it could be.
"Senior Sister Jie, when did you start raising chickens?" A female disciple saw the little yellow chick on Jie Feiying's shoulder and couldn't help but ask curiously.
