2975 Tortured 2 (1/2)

On the other hand, Fan Qianshi would remain trapped here and enjoy the extreme cold as well as the scorching sun.

Fan Qianshi was extremely intelligent, so naturally, he understood Di Hao's message. He squinted his eyes ever so slightly and sneered. ”So, you're saying that you can't find a way out either?”

Di Hao flicked his index finger up. ”Bingo!”

Fan Qianshi did not believe him, so he turned his attention to the pink candle dragon, and leisurely laughed. ”If I guess correctly, the key to solving the wizardry barrier surrounding this desert is with this fat winter melon. Once it is killed, the wizardry barrier will naturally be broken.”

To make sure that Little Black was not furious, Fan Qianshi sent a directed audio to Little Black while uttering this sentence, ”I am only saying this to scare them. Don't you dare to make a fuss!”

Hence, Little Black resisted and did not get angry. It only lowered its head to hide its existence.

The pink candle dragon had lived here for as long as it could remember. Although it had seen many people, it had never seen one of its own kind before it met Little Black. It thought that all the candle dragons looked the same, but apparently, it was mistaken.

Seeing Little Black, who was thin and long, gave it the impression that its male counterpart was ugly! It also somewhat despised it.

However, since Fan Qianshi referred to it as a 'fat melon,' it was suddenly stunned! It had never seen a winter melon, so it naturally did not know what a fat melon was, but based on the tone that he used, she knew that it was not something good. Naturally, it refuted, ”You are fat melon! Also, you can't kill me! I have lived here for more than 100,000 years. It has been so lonely that I have tried to commit suicide many times, but couldn't succeed. What makes you think you can do so?”

”I have been exposed to the scorching sun and endured the chilly coldness. I even scratched my stomach with my claws and tried to cut off my own head...” The pink candle dragon's tone started to get higher. ”In fact, I have had enough of this broken place! But I can't leave! I can't die! Others can die from the heat or can freeze to death, but I can't! I would only have a layer of dry skin, but I am still alive and healthy. I can't even sever my own head. When I had tried to do so, I passed out midway. Nevertheless, when I woke up, my head appeared to have never been cut at all.”

Di Hao did not expect the pink candle dragon to be so self-destructive. He was certainly surprised to hear this side of the story.