Xueli jumped into the arms of Bai Bingpa raceway in excitement, while the Three-Headed Hellhound and God Snow Mastiff both pretended to be scornful.
Xue Li didn't do anything well, did she?
Bai Bingzhe rubbed the furry little head of the snow pear with a smile. Then he looked at the Wishful Ice Silk in the palm of Feng Jing and said jokingly, "This guy doesn't look very good, but is it very useful. Heavenly Book, why don't you let your baby spit out hundreds of meters of ice silk for me to take care of in case of an emergency?"
Feng Tianshu burst out laughing. "One day, the Ruyi Ice Silkworm will break out of its cocoon and become a butterfly. Then it'll be beautiful."
"Oh? Will it turn into an ice butterfly?" Bai Bingzhao raised her eyebrows in surprise. She had never heard of this.
