"Huh?! What was Qiong Rong trying to do?"
Seeing her return to her original form, Xing Yan was greatly puzzled.
For Qiong Rong, apart from being called a baby, the greatest taboo was her nonhuman true form. Since she had come to Mount Luofu, Xing Yan's efforts seemed to have made the little girl forget her original identity. Why, then, had she revealed the true form she was so shy about today?
While the boy was still wondering, white mist suddenly curled around the four feet of the snow-white, wondrous beast Qiong Rong had become. Then she leaped lightly up the slope before her. She swayed and floated with every bound, almost as though her feet never touched the ground. The sparrows and rabbits all fell still, their eyes following her nimble figure.
Once she reached the high slope, the little beast moved sideways onto an isolated rock outcrop. Arching her body, she planted her forefeet on its edge and stretched her head out to look down.
Seeing Qiong Rong like this, Xing Yan thought:
Could she be playing rock-climbing games with the birds and animals? But that rock is awfully high. If she lost her footing and fell, it would be no laughing matter!
He still had lingering fears about losing his footing and falling.
Just as the thought crossed his mind and he was about to call out a warning, the little girl suddenly launched herself from the high rock!
Xing Yan focused his gaze and saw clearly that, as the snow-white little beast brimming with a sacred aura fell, she was desperately flapping the two snowy wings beneath her ribs, trying to fly down from the rock.
Unfortunately, her wings had not yet fully developed, and their flapping was hopelessly out of rhythm. Her whole body wobbled