章節 1738: A Bewitching Melody (3)

A loud clang rang out!

No matter how many times Ye Qingtang tried, she could not penetrate the troll's defence.

Even so, Ye Qingtang was becoming increasingly calm.

She had no idea whether little Heavenly Demon's bewitching melody had a limit to it. Ye Qingtang didn't dare to waste a single second. Her attention was suddenly focused on the troll's huge eyes.

"Little White Tiger!" Ye Qingtang suddenly called out. Understanding immediately what was asked, Little White Tiger immediately took out another fruit and tossed it to little Heavenly Demon.

Carrying the fruit, little Heavenly Demon continued to hum its bewitching melody. But this time, its voice was significantly softer.