Thinking of the Fire Spirit, Mianmian's expression became serious again.
"What's the matter? Didn't you say everything was set up? Why are you still frowning?" Situ Zha said irritably, "With that expression, you look ugly and make people worry."
"I'm not ugly at all." Mianmian retorted sulkingly to Situ Zha, "It's just that a friend told Mianmian that there's something Mianmian wants at the sea floor, but now it hasn't appeared yet."
According to the records in the book, the Fire Spirit should be a kind of fire that can fly. It might have its own consciousness, or it might not.
They were about to leave, but they hadn't seen the flying fire appear.
"What does Mianmian want?" the Little White Dragon asked with concern, "There should be an underground Treasure Repository in the Dragon Palace. My parents and sister told me that many important treasures are hidden inside, and it also requires the bloodline of a dragon to open it."