Chapter 293 – Let You Speak First! (1/2)

Chapter 293: Let you speak first!

Was this a joke?

Not be the Dragon King, not spew out dragon breath, and come out to fight you with the possibility of being slashed to death———Do you think there's something wrong with my dragon brain?

I'm a intelligent life form, right? I can kill you with a blast of dragon breath.

The black dragon was fuming with this idiot.

Although he felt that Zhong Shan was the only one with a b.l.o.o.d.y backbone among the Changbai's seven disgraces, but———his intelligence was too low.

Now, the other six have been finished, and only a Zhong Bai was still lying down on the ground refusing to get up, sobbing hysterically, his voice hoa.r.s.e and looking miserable and extremely pathetic with tears running down his face.

It made him have a strong impulse to gush out a dragon breath at Zhong Bai.

When he thought about it, Li Muyang really did it.

From his throat came the sound of rapid breathing as he spewed his breath at Zhong Bai.

Zhong Bai disappeared.

There was a big hole at where he was lying down just now.

The flames scorched the rocks, and the air was filled with the fragrance of barbecue.

It was so satisfying in every respect, that he wanted to do it all over again.

Li Muyang had his mouth wide opened wanting to spew out dragon breath, but there was no target left.

So disappointing.

So, Li Muyang breathed at the huge pit.

The huge pit grew bigger and deeper still.

At this moment, the black dragon's huge body was slowly descending to the mountain peak.

When he landed on the ground, he had already reverted to human form.

Qiandu was lying on the ground, and so was Li Muyang.

Li Muyang got up from the ground, sprinted over to Qiandu, held her hand, and anxiously asked, “Qiandu, how are you?”

“I'm all right.” Qiandu responded with a light smile. The temperature of her body was rising, and her clothes were beginning to emit white smoke. Her mouth was covered with blood, because of her dried and cracked skin. The blood was almost instantly drying up as it flowed out, forming scabs on her lips.

Li Muyang touched Qiandu's forehead, exclaiming: “Very hot. You're burning.”

Qiandu wanted to smile but could only give a slight lift in her face, looking dimly at Li Muyang. “I did not die in their hands, that's too good.”

“Idiot.” Li Muyang supported Qiandu up, holding her close against him. “Don't talk about dying? We all have to live.”

Qiandu reached out her hand, gently stroking Li Muyang's handsome face and saying softly, “You're more pleasing to the eye like this.”

“You must stop talking.” Li Muyang's eyes darted around the surroundings. “I'll figure a way for you.”

The temperature up on the Mountain of flames was already high but the temperature of Qiandu was higher than that of the Mountain of flames.

The illusion of water was full of water, but when Li Muyang wanted to cup a handful of water for Qiandu, he couldn't touch it at all.

Li Muyang spread his palm out, a ball of blue light ball emerging on his palm.