"Little meatball, little fatty, what's wrong?" Ling Chuxi approached the two Spirit beasts and asked gently.
Zhou xueting and the others looked at Ling Chuxi strangely. Could it be that she knew these two Spirit beasts? then what had happened just now? Everyone was at a loss. They did not suspect that these two spiritual beasts had been instructed by Ling Chuxi because there was no need to do so.
Little fatty and little meatball turned their heads to look at Ling Chuxi. The blood-red light in their eyes had faded a little, and the brutal aura had also weakened a lot. However, they were still at a loss.
However, when they heard Ling Chuxi's kind and seemingly distant voice, the two little fellows 'faces revealed an instinctive look of affection. It was as if they had heard their mother's call from afar and did not attack.