An Qing had a headache. She had no pills to give there, so she could only shake her head, while East Divine Venerable took out those refined by the Pill King. Although they were incomparable to Ling Yun's, they could at least slowly heal injuries.
"Beibei, put yours away, and go play on the side with Qianqian and the others." Long Yanran pinched Beibei's little braid and pointed at those fierce beasts.
At this time, West Divine Venerable suddenly kicked the fierce beast beside him for some reason and complained, "It's you, it's you."
Slap!
West Divine Venerable sprawled on the ground with even a tooth missing. Everyone realized it was the little one who did it. Although that strength was not strong, West Divine Venerable had been completely unprepared.
North Divine Venerable gave a fierce shudder, secretly thinking to himself that Meng Luo's injuries couldn't possibly have been caused by her, could they?
East Divine Venerable's mouth twitched. This fierce beast treated the Little Divine Lord just like it treated its little master; everything was clear and there was simply no need to ask further.
West Divine Venerable cupped his chin in listless despair, wondering what he had done wrong, but he didn't dare to ask either.
He only heard the little one say in her milky voice, "You are not allowed to beat them, or I will thrash you."
Beibei blew on her little fist. "It hurts a lot, let me ask if you're scared or not."
Both little ones spoke with a very serious tone, so no one dared to hurt these surrendered fierce beasts.
The Little Divine Lord had spoken, and several Divine Venerables received their orders and went to pass down her instructions: everyone must treat the fierce beasts like friends.
East Divine Venerable immediately