Little Irene drooled so much that Beibei helped her wipe it away.
"You're in for a treat, hurry and thank big sister."
"Thank you, big sister!"
Ling Yun: "..."
The Demon Moon Empress lacked stamina, walked back, glared at Ling Yun, and angrily asked, "Are you even a man?"
"You couldn't even take down a piece of trash. What's the use of you?"
"I, I..." The Demon Moon Empress was left speechless.
Ziran smiled and said, "Calm your anger, swallow a pill, and later I'll go up with you again."
"Little Tiger, are you going or not?" The little one's eyes rolled around craftily.
Long Yanran shook her head speechlessly, thinking to herself that Qianqian must be plotting some mischievous idea again.
The little milk dog glanced at the battle over there, shook its head, and showed no interest.
The little one tempted it, saying, "Go on, I'll give you a can of Wangzai."
The little milk dog's eyes lit up and it immediately nodded. For the sake of food, it accepted its fate.
Seeing the Blazing Tiger head off to help, the little one gave an aha laugh and said to Little Irene, "Quick, get a bowl out."
Little Irene took a large bowl out from her palm and began ladling soup, while the little one retrieved a kitten and a little piglet from her palm space, shouting for them to come eat.
Ling Yun and the others: "...!"
No wonder the Blazing Tiger was tempted away; it turned out there were two extra pet mouths to feed, and she was afraid there wouldn't be enough food.
Ziran's heart ached. Such precious medicinal soup was being used to feed pets, and particularly low-rank ones at that.
"Old Song, what's the situation? We've arrived."
Not far away came three Immortal