Du Yu rolled his eyes, "You're having fun, but all the costs are on my head!"
Yang Qingqing stood silently in place, observing Du Yu's subtle expressions, knowing he was communicating with his Demon Pet.
After a while, Du Yu realized he had left Master Qing hanging in front of him and quickly said, "Master Qing."
"Little Di Xiu wants to see me?" Yang Qingqing didn't mind; her current lifestyle was extremely slow-paced, tending to flowers and plants all day, living contentedly.
Du Yu nodded, "Since its birth, Little Di Xiu has regarded us as its masters.
In its mind, it was us who gave it life, making the Dixiu Tree willingly sacrifice and give birth to this sapling.
When I visited Little Di Xiu last time, I sensed its emotions, it misses you very much."
Yang Qingqing's face showed a faint smile, "Well, let's go."
Du Yu flipped his palm, and the Bell Shadow flickered open.
Under the dark clouds, two silhouettes quietly appeared.
