Chirp chirp chirp!!!
Little Fire impatiently shot out from Jiang Ye's sleeve. The little fellow affectionately rubbed against the back of Jiang Ye's hand, then happily spun in a circle atop his palm.
"This little fellow... its markings have grown darker..."
Seeing Little Fire, who had not shown itself in a long while, Jiang Ye smiled faintly, though a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.
The black stripe running from Little Fire's head along its shell to the tip of its tail had grown deeper and more sinister than before, like a black dragon lying dormant upon its crimson body.
Fortunately, the little fellow did not emit that bone-chilling black aura. It still carried only the pure presence of a venomous insect.
Chirp chirp chirp!!!
After happily circling Jiang Ye's hand a few times, Little Fire suddenly stopped. Its ink-black compound eyes abruptly turned toward the black-mist-shrouded area below, and it let out a slightly shrill cry.
Their minds were linked, and Jiang Ye could clearly sense excitement and a trace of apprehension in Little Fire's cry.
Little Fire stared intensely at the man surnamed Fu, already enveloped in black mist below, then turned to Jiang Ye, its two pairs of mandibles opening and closing.
The meaning could not have been clearer.
Master, I want to bite him!
"Don't be hasty."
Jiang Ye grabbed Little Fire and held the little fellow down.
The situation was still unclear. He would not let Little Fire go down just like that.
Within the dense forest, the old monk watched the figure shrouded in black mist. His pupils contracted slightly, revealing an undisguised shock, before he sighed with a complicated expression.
"I had originally intended to capture you and lock you in the Buddhist tower for thirty years, and leave it at