The Ancestral Bird Dragon suddenly lost its voice.

Ling Bing immediately raised her vigilance, her divine sense was a shield, and her whole body was arranged, as long as there was a slight movement approaching her, she could immediately be discovered.

"Senior?" Ling Bing called tentatively.

The night pupil beside Ling Bing also seemed to sense Ling Bing's nervousness, and couldn't help but clench her hand, and her little head turned from side to side, wanting to help her find out where the ancestral bird dragon was.

"Hehe, the little ones are back, well, with interesting news. Little girl, are you interested in going and seeing? It seems to have something to do with you!"

After a while, the voice of the ancestral bird dragon sounded again.

What does it have to do with her?

Ling Bing's mind quickly crossed many thoughts, could it be the Forbidden Valley, or the mysterious base camp that she and Yang Ye had been introduced to?

"Come to the Central Tree House!" said this in the childish voice of the Ancestral Bird Dragon, and there was no movement.

Ling Bing stood quietly for a moment before flying in the direction of the central treehouse, still holding the night pupil in his hand who was unwilling to let go.

In the central treehouse, on a chair lies a small snow-white fox, squinting lazily, as if taking a nap. Behind the little fox's buttocks, nine big furry tails curled up and hung loosely.

On the back of the chair next to the table, there stood a little black bird with a bald head and a bare neck. The little blackbird craned its neck and stood there motionless, only its eyes, but it kept spinning around.

Ling Bing's arrival immediately attracted the attention of these two black and white two. The little white fox subconsciously erected his big tail that was rolled into nine balls, and his narrow eyes flashed. On the bare head of the little black bird, a black mist suddenly swelled up, with a dangerous aura.

However, soon, the two little ones, who had already put on a vigilant posture, suddenly stretched out their heads and sniffed vigorously in the air, and the faces of the two beasts showed puzzled expressions.

Hey, this tastes so kind!

The little white fox suddenly lowered his tail, the fox blinked, jumped off the table, and walked gracefully in the direction of Ling Bing.

"Roar~"

Suddenly, a low roar suddenly remembered that it was the night pupil. As soon as this sensitive child entered the door, he felt the hostility of the little white fox and the little black bird for a moment, so although the little white fox put away the hostility that had just been exposed, it still failed to reassure the child.

The Ancestral Bird Dragon suddenly lost its voice.

Ling Bing immediately raised her vigilance, her divine sense was a shield, and her whole body was arranged, as long as there was a slight movement approaching her, she could immediately be discovered.

"Senior?" Ling Bing called tentatively.

The night pupil beside Ling Bing also seemed to sense Ling Bing's nervousness, and couldn't help but clench her hand, and her little head turned from side to side, wanting to help her find out where the ancestral bird dragon was.

"Hehe, the little ones are back, well, with interesting news. Little girl, are you interested in going and seeing? It seems to have something to do with you!"

After a while, the voice of the ancestral bird dragon sounded again.

What does it have to do with her?

Ling Bing's mind quickly crossed many thoughts, could it be the Forbidden Valley, or the mysterious base camp that she and Yang Ye had been introduced to?

"Come to the Central Tree House!" said this in the childish voice of the Ancestral Bird Dragon, and there was no movement.

Ling Bing stood quietly for a moment before flying in the direction of the central treehouse, still holding the night pupil in his hand who was unwilling to let go.

In the central treehouse, on a chair lies a small snow-white fox, squinting lazily, as if taking a nap. Behind the little fox's buttocks, nine big furry tails curled up and hung loosely.

On the back of the chair next to the table, there stood a little black bird with a bald head and a bare neck. The little blackbird craned its neck and stood there motionless, only its eyes, but it kept spinning around.

Ling Bing's arrival immediately attracted the attention of these two black and white two. The little white fox subconsciously erected his big tail that was rolled into nine balls, and his narrow eyes flashed. On the bare head of the little black bird, a black mist suddenly swelled up, with a dangerous aura.

However, soon, the two little ones, who had already put on a vigilant posture, suddenly stretched out their heads and sniffed vigorously in the air, and the faces of the two beasts showed puzzled expressions.

Hey, this tastes so kind!

The little white fox suddenly lowered his tail, the fox blinked, jumped off the table, and walked gracefully in the direction of Ling Bing.

"Roar~"

Suddenly, a low roar suddenly remembered that it was the night pupil. As soon as this sensitive child entered the door, he felt the hostility of the little white fox and the little black bird for a moment, so although the little white fox put away the hostility that had just been exposed, it still failed to reassure the child. The Ancestral Bird Dragon suddenly lost its voice.

Ling Bing immediately raised her vigilance, her divine sense was a shield, and her whole body was arranged, as long as there was a slight movement approaching her, she could immediately be discovered.

"Senior?" Ling Bing called tentatively.

The night pupil beside Ling Bing also seemed to sense Ling Bing's nervousness, and couldn't help but clench her hand, and her little head turned from side to side, wanting to help her find out where the ancestral bird dragon was.

"Hehe, the little ones are back, well, with interesting news. Little girl, are you interested in going and seeing? It seems to have something to do with you!"

After a while, the voice of the ancestral bird dragon sounded again.

What does it have to do with her?

Ling Bing's mind quickly crossed many thoughts, could it be the Forbidden Valley, or the mysterious base camp that she and Yang Ye had been introduced to?

"Come to the Central Tree House!" said this in the childish voice of the Ancestral Bird Dragon, and there was no movement.

Ling Bing stood quietly for a moment before flying in the direction of the central treehouse, still holding the night pupil in his hand who was unwilling to let go.

In the central treehouse, on a chair lies a small snow-white fox, squinting lazily, as if taking a nap. Behind the little fox's buttocks, nine big furry tails curled up and hung loosely.

On the back of the chair next to the table, there stood a little black bird with a bald head and a bare neck. The little blackbird craned its neck and stood there motionless, only its eyes, but it kept spinning around.

Ling Bing's arrival immediately attracted the attention of these two black and white two. The little white fox subconsciously erected his big tail that was rolled into nine balls, and his narrow eyes flashed. On the bare head of the little black bird, a black mist suddenly swelled up, with a dangerous aura.

However, soon, the two little ones, who had already put on a vigilant posture, suddenly stretched out their heads and sniffed vigorously in the air, and the faces of the two beasts showed puzzled expressions.

Hey, this tastes so kind!

The little white fox suddenly lowered his tail, the fox blinked, jumped off the table, and walked gracefully in the direction of Ling Bing.

"Roar~"

Suddenly, a low roar suddenly remembered that it was the night pupil. As soon as this sensitive child entered the door, he felt the hostility of the little white fox and the little black bird for a moment, so although the little white fox put away the hostility that had just been exposed, it still failed to reassure the child.