The Holy Sun Wheel Flower? Anyone without an Angel Spirit who bears its power will face nine deaths for every one chance of survival!

His soft body radiated the warmth of someone who had just rested, and Lin Xia instantly stiffened.

Before he could react, Hu Liena had already lowered her head slightly, her affectionate gesture almost doting as her soft lips gently pressed against his forehead!

The kiss was tender and warm, carrying a faint, sweet fragrance, like a feather brushing past.

Lin Xia hadn't expected Hu Liena to pull such a stunt, so he was caught completely off guard.

But that was exactly why Yan, standing off to the side, was green with envy.

Nana had never treated him like that!

Not even outside his fantasies.

Yan was terribly envious, but looking at Lin Xia, he kept reminding himself that he couldn't get angry. Lin Xia was still so young. It was fine!

A few seconds later, Hu Liena released him. Looking at how the composed Little Monster had instantly become stiff as a board, the smile in her eyes deepened, like peach blossoms in full bloom.

She reached out and affectionately ruffled Lin Xia's soft, short hair. Her voice carried a smile, along with a hint of unquestionable authority.

"All right, all right. Look how scared you are. Your big sister likes you, and she's grateful to you! From now on, I'll look out for you in Spirit Hall! Anyone who dares bully our little Lin Xia will have to ask whether my fists approve first!"

Lin Xia finally recovered from his "stiffness" and hurriedly stepped back half a pace, putting a little distance between them.

"There's no need for that. We're all members of Spirit Hall. Helping and supporting one another is only right! As long as you're all safe, that's what matters!"

The three members of the Golden Generation saw this rare side of Lin Xia and exchanged glances.