NABC Chapter 522 Since a beauty was born, why was a knife also born?
Chapter 522 Since a beauty was born, why was a knife also born?
"What are you thinking about again?" Jiao Jiao noticed Xu Si's gaze and couldn't help but feel nervous.
Because she always felt as if it was connected to her.
"It's nothing," Xu Si said, withdrawing his gaze.
He glanced at Wang Yanhua, whose semi-transparent soul was huddled not far away, its two bright eyes flickering furtively between Jiao Jiao and Xu Si, looking like it wanted to watch the drama unfold but dared not approach.
"Well done," Xu Si said.
Wang Yanhua's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Then...about the dragon?"
"I mean what I say."
Now that Jiao Jiao is alright, Xu Si is ready to fulfill his promise.
"Let's go out now!"
Xu Si looked around, unusually nervous, afraid that he would wake up from this dream once he went outside.
After Xu Si finished speaking, he withdrew from the Black Building.
Seeing that Xu Si was about to leave, Jiao Jiao hurriedly followed him, and Wan Liuchun also disappeared from the spot at the opportune moment.
Wang Yanhua's soul lingered in the dark building for a few moments, its two bright eyes flickering in the gray-white void before finally following afterward.
On the banks of an unnamed river.
Tiger Motorcade Camp.
Fu Qiangmin waited anxiously, the red light in his two mechanical eyes flickering like two alarm lights.
He had prepared for the worst.
If Xu Si really intended to harm the team leader, he would risk his life to do so—
Xu Si opened his eyes.
The red light in Fu Qiangmin's eyes suddenly froze.
Then he saw an extra person standing next to Xu Si.
A familiar girl.
Her black hair fell to her shoulders, her face was fair, and her gray-black eyes were looking around, like a kitten that had just been released from its cage, full of curiosity about everything.
"Where is this? Red Hair? Where's my aunt?"
"This..." Fu Qiangmin's mechanical jaw almost didn't close.
"Sir? Where is our leader?"
Xu Si glanced at him, raised his hand, and a faint light flashed in the black building. Wang Yanhua's soul floated out of the black bracelet and re-entered the "little train".
Seven or eight carriages shook simultaneously, the headlights came on, and the horn emitted a short blast.
"Old Fu! You really scared me to death..." Wang Yanhua's voice came from the loudspeaker, carrying a sense of excitement from surviving a disaster.
"Huh? You little rascal, how did you turn into a car?" Jiao Jiao thought that Wang Yanhua in the Black Building was the real person.
"You stay here for a while, I have something to take care of! I'll take you home in a bit!" These words were naturally spoken to Jiao Jiao.
"Go home? Go back to the caravan?" Jiao Jiao was clearly unaware of the City of Fire.
"Yes! Everyone is here, and we all miss you terribly! The convoy has all the delicious food you want to eat."
"What are you going to do? I'm going too!" Jiao Jiao seemed to lose interest in the delicious food in an instant.
Moreover, she felt that he was already in a high-ranking position and was definitely stronger than Xu Si.
"Didn't anyone tell you I'm already Sequence 8?"
"Huh? Sequence 8? When did that happen?"
Jiao Jiao felt that this scene was familiar. She looked at Wang Yanhua with his headlights on and Fu Qiangmin with his two red lights on with a puzzled expression.
Fu Qiangmin spread his hands, indicating that he was also helpless.
Jiao Jiao suddenly had a sense of déjà vu, like "Why was a knife born when there is a beauty in the world?"
"Wait here, I'll be right back."
"Wait! I want to go too!" Jiao Jiao grabbed his sleeve, her dark gray eyes staring straight at him.
Xu Si glanced down at the cuff of her hand that she was gripping tightly, but did not break free.
"Wouldn't you be dragging me down if you went?" Xu Si said mercilessly.
As he spoke, he used starlight to drag Wang Yanhua away again, and his body directly turned into starlight and disappeared from the spot.
Jiao Jiao had just been resurrected, and he didn't want her to take any more risks.
Xu Si wasn't entirely confident about defeating that evil dragon.
"Hmph, you stinky Xu Si, you wicked Xu Si..."
Wang Yanhua naturally felt even worse than Jiao Jiao.
He's like an accessory to Xu Si now; he has no say whatsoever, and he doesn't even have a choice where he's attached to.
As dawn broke in the distance, Xu Si sped towards the bright morning light.
Nearly.
Getting closer and closer.
In my perception, that familiar, deep, abyss-like psionic energy fluctuation was slowly rising and falling, like an ancient, slumbering beast turning over in its dream.
The dragon's aura was more restrained and more dangerous than before.
That restraint was a near-perfect control of energy that Xu Si had never seen before.
It compresses all its power within its body, not letting a single bit leak out, only unleashing it suddenly when truly needed.
"We've arrived," Xu Si said softly.
Wang Yanhua's soul trembled violently, and his two bright eyes followed Xu Si's gaze.
He had considered that Xu Si might fulfill the contract, but he hadn't expected him to do so so quickly.
Actually, he's not in a hurry.
"Shouldn't we do some preparation?"
It is a dragon, after all.
Xu Si never intended to fight alone.
With Jian Shiyi and Wan Liuchun on a three-on-one basis, he didn't feel the need to prepare anything.
A gap opened in the clouds, and the outlines of the mountains gradually became clear in the morning light.
Then, Wang Yanhua and Xu Si saw it.
"Is this the one?" Xu Si needed to let the client inspect the goods.
At this moment, the Evil Dragon was coiled on the highest peak deep in the mountains. Its massive body pressed down on the entire mountain, causing it to bend slightly. Its dark scales gleamed with a cold metallic luster under the blood moon.
Its head rested on its forepaws, and the breath it exhaled from its nostrils condensed into two white columns of mist in the air. Each breath was accompanied by a low, rumbling sound, like muffled thunder.
Its size was much larger than Wang Yanhua had imagined.
His head alone was larger than his entire Tigers caravan camp.
Shall we go?
This dragon isn't absolutely necessary.
"Yes!" Wang Yanhua's voice trembled as he wondered if he was being delusional.
Does he really have the power to take over the dragon's body?
"That's good!"
His figure slowly descended from the sky, crimson star power condensing on his body, enveloping him in a layer of almost tangible star armor.
No, you're going down now?
Do you need to bring a plastic bag when you go grocery shopping?
Why does this feel even easier than shopping at the supermarket?
The wind whistled in his ears, but Xu Si did not deliberately suppress his aura.
No need.
The dragon had already awakened the moment he entered his perception range.
On the mountain peak, the enormous head that had been lying on its forepaws slowly rose.
Those vertical pupils lit up in the morning light, like two lit, eerie green lanterns. There was no fear or anger in them, only a languid impatience, as if their peaceful dreams had been disturbed.
It felt that the little insect in front of it was somewhat familiar.
The dragon tilted its head slightly, and the breath it exhaled from its nostrils suddenly intensified. Two white columns of mist exploded in the air, turning into a gust of wind that swept in all directions, scattering the rubble from the mountaintop.
Then, it stood up.
The mountain that had been weighed down by it all night finally got a chance to breathe, but before it could even stretch out, it was trampled in two deep cracks by the powerful hind legs of the E'long.
Its massive body stretched out atop the mountain, its dark scales gleaming with a cold metallic luster in the morning light. Each scale was the size of a door panel, layered upon each other, like a meticulously forged suit of armor that had withstood countless battles.
It is examining Xu Si.