Anyway, they've come back, and scolding won't help. Fang Xing stabbed fiercely at the Yaochi Little Princess. Her guilty conscience made her shrink into the corner of the skull head, hugging that egg without uttering a word, not daring to look up at him. Fang Xing, feeling exasperated, also had no means to deal with her act of innocence. He hurriedly scanned the outside, his expression growing more serious. He waved and shot out several beams of divine light, reclaiming control of the skull head, before quickly retreating to the edge of the battlefield.
"Something big is about to happen!"
His eyes harbored deep-seated astonishment, yet there was also an uncontainable excitement.
