"Don't move just yet."
With swift and nimble movements, Feng Yin grabbed Feng Ying's tail and lightly rubbed it.
Because he felt that the Ghostly Soul Snake seemed to harbor no ill intent, and Feng Ying's strength had surged exponentially, yet without exposure to corresponding combats, her mastery over her own strength might not be as good as before.
A beast of her high-grade pedigree could easily suppress the Ghostly Soul Snake. One misjudgment could destroy the snake right here.
The tiny snake in front of them had a jade-white body. Even its formerly ferocious triangular head became somewhat crystal clear and transparent after transforming into the current jade color. It looked quite pretty.
Feng Ying twitched her whiskers in dissatisfaction, slightly raised her head and meowed at the Ghostly Soul Snake.
The Ghostly Soul Snake shivered immediately, its green bean-like eyes retracted slightly and it cautiously surveyed Feng Ying.
A clear assessment was made.
