At this moment, Yang Yue looked up at the two Violent Cloud Sparrows and said with a smile, "Although we've had some misunderstandings, we'll rely on you to lead the way next."
Saying this, she reached out to stroke the Cloud Fox in her arms, "Do you know where there are little creatures as cute as it?"
"Chirp chirp."
Under Chen Yuan's training, the Violent Cloud Sparrow's sense of service was very much in place. It nodded slightly and flew ahead to lead the way.
The two of them, along with a group of Pet Beasts, headed north.
Violent Cloud Sparrows flew in mid-air, skimming over treetops, their wing tips stirring up a whirlwind of fallen leaves, carrying the fresh scent of pine needles and fruit as they ventured into the autumn Qinling.
Reentering the mountains, both felt a sense of exhilaration and the air they breathed seemed much fresher.
