Li Feng stared at the small creature in his hand and was momentarily stunned, wondering where did this chicken came from.
But then upon closer inspection, it didn't look like an ordinary chicken at all.
Though it was a bit plump, the tiny bird was no larger than his palm.
Its feathers shimmered with soft icy blue, glowing faintly with spiritual energy as two elegant tail plumes trailed behind it like miniature ribbons of frost.
Its eyes were tiny golden beads that stared back at him with clear intelligence… and unmistakable annoyance.
And for some reason, Li Feng felt as if he had seen this bird somewhere before.
"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"
The little bird suddenly pecked furiously at his fingers.
Its tiny beak was surprisingly sharp, though not enough to actually hurt someone at Li Feng's current level.
Yue Lan, still lying on her side with her legs spread and one thigh draped over Li Feng's shoulder, blinked in surprise.
