"Good night, Little Dumpling!" Jiang Ning smiled.
As Jiang Li, Little Dumpling, and Liuu Wanwan left,
the courtyard quickly had only Jiang Ning and the two demons left.
His Divine Thought scanned outside the courtyard, then he relaxed, looking at Linglong, who was swimming around him.
He extended his finger, and Linglong immediately stopped her lively body, gently touching Jiang Ning's fingertip with her head.
"Master!"
Again, the ethereal voice of a young girl echoed in his mind.
"Is this your new skill?" Jiang Ning asked.
"Yes, Master!!" Linglong nodded to Jiang Ning, her voice continuing to echo in Jiang Ning's mind: "This is mind communication!"
Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Ning's eyes.
He then steadied himself.
"What abilities do you have now?"
"Master, I can ride the clouds and mist, form clouds and rainfall, and command the power of rivers and lakes! I can also adjust my size at will!" Linglong's voice echoed in Jiang Ning's mind.
