"Donghuang Lingling" held the Magic Wand high, with a cluster of purple lightning about to strike down.
Just then, under Qi's sleeve, which was originally beside him in meditation, the small snake Little Qing smelled something off and stuck its head out.
Its body shot toward "Donghuang Lingling" with a "pfft", silently.
Little Qing bit "Donghuang Lingling"'s hand in one bite.
"Ah," Donghuang Lingling let out a scream of pain.
The magic was interrupted.
The three, still immersed in meditation, opened their eyes alertly.
"Lingling, Qi, quickly let Little Qing let go," Gu Feng saw Donghuang Lingling's condition, distressed to the core, and stepped forward to lift her up.
"Little Qing would not attack anyone without reason; it must have been something Lingling just did," the Little Qing raised by Qi was very spiritual, and it recognized Qi's close friends.
