"Yinpan."
The next moment, the Yinpan Spirit let out a call.
Whoever is there, come over.
Its voice wasn't loud, but it entered their ears with crystal clarity.
Come over, all of you come over… Qiao Sang's mind went blank for an instant, her body stood up uncontrollably, and she lifted her leg, about to step off the tree branch.
At the same time, Little Treasure Spirit's eyes lit up blue.
Even Yaobao and the others were uncontrollably compelled to go straight over.
But just then, a refreshing, soothing herbal fragrance flowed into her nose. Qiao Sang felt her spirit jolt, her mind instantly clearing.
She saw her right foot about to step into thin air and got a fright, hurriedly pulling it back.
Yaobao and the others did the same.
"Xiaxia?"
Shalala showed a worried expression and called out.
Are you all right?
Qiao Sang realized what that earlier fragrance was, and said gratefully, "Good thing I had you."
"Ya, Ya Ya!"
