"Chirp!" (Since you've sincerely invited me, then Lord Bing Feng will reluctantly stay!)
The little blue bird lifted its head and chirped.
Thus, on the ensuing journey, there was a new companion beside the Snow Eagle Horse — a little blue bird.
Every mealtime, Chen Mo would also prepare a meal for the little blue bird and place it under the tree where it roosted.
Then, very soon, the food would disappear without a trace.
On the afternoon of the third day since the little blue bird joined, looking at the remnants under the snow pine tree, Chen Mo smiled and asked:
"Was it eaten by other wild animals again?"
"Chirp!"
The little blue bird nodded vigorously, its originally aloof gaze now revealing a clear foolishness.
That's right, Bing Lan hadn't eaten anything!
"Hey, Little Ice Phoenix, if you don't like it, then I won't prepare food for you next time — no need to let the local wildlife have it."
Chen Mo sighed.
