Suddenly, a girl riding a leopard appeared, and Ling Feng, looking at her familiar face, couldn't help but be stunned, "Why is Yuwen Xiangyu here? No, that's not right; she should have red hair, and the power within her should be the Power of Frost, yet this one has white hair, using the Power of Blazing Flame..."
"Hey, are you dumbstruck?" Yuwen Xiangyu looked at Ling Feng's somewhat dazed appearance and hurriedly said, "If you keep zoning out, I might just not save you!"
Ling Feng reached out and grabbed Yuwen Xiangyu's hand, and with a little force from her, Ling Feng was pulled onto Xiao Bai's back.
Xiao Bai's body wobbled, making a few unhappy whining noises. In its eyes, this detestable fellow should just die; why bother saving him!
Yuwen Xiangyu patted Xiao Bai's head, "Stop fussing, let's move; if the pack surrounds us later, things could get really bad!"
