Th-this is...
The Wangliang Ghost didn't quite dare turn around.
"Gudiaō."
Xiao Xiao looked up at the yao hovering in midair. "Look around and see if there are any injured or trapped little birds."
"Or..."
"Any little bird corpses."
Xiao Xiao said the last sentence in his mind.
It was only a guess.
Until he had proof, he didn't want the Wangliang Ghost to know.
"Lì~"
The Gudiao nodded to Xiao Xiao, then turned and beat its wings as it flew away.
By the time the Wangliang Ghost had finally steeled itself and snuck a glance over with the corner of its eye...
It didn't see the Great Yao it had imagined.
The Wangliang Ghost: ?
Then it realized the Great Yao had disappeared again, just like before.
If not for the thick yao aura lingering in the air, it would have wondered whether the Great Yao had even been real.
Unable to tell whether it felt relieved or a little disappointed, the Wangliang Ghost turned around.
No Great Yao, no...
The Wangliang Ghost froze.
Huh? Where was Lord Xiao Xiao?
It immediately grew anxious. Just as panic began to overtake it—
"Wangliang Ghost."
A familiar voice came from below.
The Wangliang Ghost abruptly lowered its head.
It was Lord Xiao Xiao.
Its eyes widened, and its mouth spread into a grin.
Xiao Xiao raised an eyebrow. "Come down."
"Let's look somewhere else."
"Wawa~"
The Wangliang Ghost leaped.
It was just about to fling itself at Xiao Xiao.
The next second, "Thump~"
The Wangliang Ghost slid down the tree trunk.
Xiao Xiao lowered his eyes.
"A Jiu."
He called out helplessly.
The Little White Fox didn't open its eyes. It merely flicked its tail with a hint of nonchalance.
Who told that yao to get so close?
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