Then, Bai Zhi'er waved her sleeve.
The demon bird was forced to crash heavily onto the ground, sliding three or four meters and breaking many sturdy trees.
A Ruo dragged Yuan Zhen to the side to avoid the dust that splattered up.
Bai Zhi'er didn't look back, reached out her small hand, and Yuan Ruxin was pushed towards her by the Cloud Silk.
Then, the little one grabbed her collar.
Bai Zhi'er stood with her on the cliff.
"Oh, quite a fruitful trip, caught a big one." The little one smiled cheerfully.
Her fair face brimming with pride.
Her small hand brushed over that pair of wings full of black feathers.
"Wow, so meaty, if I can make them into roasted wings, sprinkle with pepper salt and sesame, they must be delicious!"
Bai Zhi'er just thinking about it made her mouth water.
She remembered seeing Grandpa Yama snacking on Evil Ghost Meat Dried during her playful visits to hell.
Spicy and peppery, five-spice cumin, all flavors abound!
