Yan Xiaobao felt goosebumps rising on his skin, surrounded completely by flickering shields at this moment.
Du Lingfei watched as the fruits held hands and sang, her facial expression flickering with fear. Her heart filled with disgust, she gritted her teeth, her Phoenix-like eyes flashing with anger. Just as she prepared to suddenly cast a spell, the fruits' face was filled with fear.
"Auntie is here!!" they cried, running back to the tree, jumping to their original positions. Soon, their laughter and singing disappeared, looking nothing more than ordinary fruits.
The young man from Luochen Clan didn't turn to look at them, but they could hear his voice as he said, "These are Spiritual Fruits that the Clan Leader brought back from deep within the Flandre Mountain. What do you think of their singing, Daoist comrades? They love to sing."
As they followed along, Feng Yan and Du Lingfei's faces appeared uneasy.
