The area that had been bombarded by Beibei's divine fist had been cleared into a patch of flat ground. Those sharp ice spikes had vanished without a trace, and only some ice debris was scattered across the ground.
"How simple."
Beibei shrugged, then looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle with an invincible, cute, and dazed look. Ling Yun couldn't help smiling.
"Daddy, I just wanted to do that, really, I'm not lying to you."
The little one's eyes rolled around; she certainly hadn't been thinking that.
However!
Ling Yun said, "Not bad, not bad. That little head of yours is quite useful. This is the Want Want milk for Beibei, and Qianqian, you need to work harder."
Hearing this, the little one's mouth twitched!
Miaoxin dropped his jaw in shock at that moment. If that punch just now had hit him, he wasn't certain he could have taken it.
The King of Hell's daughter was too freakish, and she was only that small.
"We can go." After determining the hardness of the ice spikes, Ling Yun immediately took the lead.
Miaoxin still wore a look of horror.
It was truly simple and crude... How come he hadn't thought of that? Wasn't it fine to just smash the ice spikes to pieces? He was actually inferior to a child.
Beibei's method was very simple: she only needed to flatten those ice spikes and carve out a level path to keep them moving forward.
This way, not only did they not have to worry about being scratched by ice spikes and suffering a fatal situation, but they could also greatly increase their speed of advance.
This method was extremely simple and effective. If it were ordinary times, other people might not have been unable to think of it.
Yet