"But were you scared?" Liang Ci looked at the remains of the spirit beasts scattered on the ground, then glanced at Mu Huan's flushed face, and naturally felt that the little girl must have been frightened. At the same time, he was annoyed. Why was he always so untimely and couldn't show up when she needed him the most?
"Ah?" Mu Huan was a little confused. How did the beautiful master know that he was "scared"!
However, in order to make the beautiful master, this big blockhead, open up, be afraid. It won’t lose any meat if you pretend to be weak occasionally.
"By the way, Master, why are there so many debris here? It looks creepy!" It doesn't matter how jumpy I am at other times, but since I finally get to see the Master, I have to make my presence felt as much as possible.
She must always make her master feel that she is not violent, but just a simple, gentle and weak woman.
"They are all spirit beasts that have been eaten by the Ice-Horned Demon Dragon." Liang Ci felt that this was a bit too straightforward. Worried that Mu Huan might be frightened, he touched the top of her head and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"
"Yes! Master is here! I'm not afraid!" As he said this, he used the excuse of "fear" as a matter of course and snuggled into Liang Ci's arms again.
Liang Ci naturally didn't notice Mu Huan's little details, and simply walked forward with her in his arms. Regarding the threat of the Ice-Horned Dragon, Liang Ci felt it was best to resolve it as soon as possible, otherwise he would have to leave Mu Huan when his strength could no longer suppress it.
He took a deep look at Mu Huan in his arms. She should have been living happily in a pure land.
"Master, what are we going to do now?" Didn't we already know there's an Ice-Horned Dragon inside? Why would we go in again? Isn't it dangerous?
"Let me show you what the ancient ferocious beast looks like." The tone was very relaxed, as if she was talking about what to eat today. Doesn't her master even take the ancient ferocious beast seriously?
This won't do! Humility is a virtue! Why didn't I see before that Master Meiren was so immodest?
"Master, the ancient beast is very dangerous, let's not go in!" She gently tugged at Liang Ci's sleeve with her right hand, with a bit of a coquettish tone. It's not that she didn't trust Liang Ci, but compared to trust, she wanted Liang Ci's absolute safety more!
"What? You doubt Master's ability? Hmm?" The last "Hmm" made Mu Huan lose his temper and completely lost the ability to speak. Fine, he's my own Master, I can do whatever he wants, I can only pamper him!
"Then let's go in quickly!" What principles, what ancient ferocious beasts, every beautiful master who comes will be killed.
Liang Ci chuckled and walked forward with his arm around Mu Huan.
The further they advanced, the colder the air grew. Gradually, they emerged from the ravine and arrived at a relatively spacious open space. The clearing was surrounded by debris, and in the center was a large pool. Inside, an ice-armored horned dragon was bound by several chains. Near the dragon, bloodstains still clung to the ground.
It was a bit cold, and Mu Huan almost subconsciously hugged Liang Ci's waist tightly, and didn't forget to complain in his heart, "My beautiful master has such a thin waist!"
The Ice-Horned Dragon was indeed an ancient beast. The hostility it exuded was enough to possess even a weak-minded person. Furthermore, even though it was sealed, the Ice-Horned Dragon's strength was not to be underestimated.
After all, he was able to overcome the obstruction of the seal and directly trigger a riot among the innermost spirit beasts, causing a beast tide. This ability was already shocking.
Liang Ci looked at the Ice-Horned Demon Dragon coldly, unconsciously recalling some past events. He had been in the same situation back then, and had saved Mu Huan from someone else. It was also from that time that he had his first and only disciple in ten thousand years!
Mu Huan was shocked to see the enormous beast sealed before him. Even with such injuries, it could still single-handedly unleash a wave of innermost spirit beasts. It was easy to imagine how powerful it was at its peak. No wonder it was ranked among the ten greatest beasts of antiquity.
The Ice-Horned Dragon in the pool seemed to sense someone coming, and it began to breathe heavily, as if it was annoyed that someone had disturbed its sleep.
He raised his eyes and casually glanced at the two humans standing before him, his eyes full of disdain. The human world was truly without successors. To think they had sent two such weak humans to deal with him, who were they looking down on?
"Who is this person?"
"You don't need to know!" As usual, he didn't like to say a word, and the Miaoxian Sword suddenly appeared in Liang Ci's hand.
Let go of the hand that was hugging Mu Huan and settle Mu Huan down. At least her safety is the most important!
It's been said that once the Miaoxian Sword is unleashed, there's no mission it can't accomplish, especially when its master is a deity rivaling the Creator God since the beginning of Chaos. Perhaps it's been dormant for a long time, but the arrogance of the mightiest sword remains undimmed.
"Clang~" The sharp sword gleamed with its own brilliance in the light, its blade trembling constantly, fully demonstrating its urge to see blood. Ever since its master destroyed countless evil spirits in the underworld with a single sword, it had fallen in love with the feeling of slaughter.
Mu Huan watched from the side, feeling that the beauty master's strength was far greater than what he let on. He'd just casually joked about dealing with an ancient beast, so how strong could he be to be so fearless?
However, no matter what the reason was for the master to conceal his strength, it had nothing to do with her. She only needed to remember that this person was her master, the one she admired in her heart. That was enough! There was no need to think about any messy things to disturb her mind.
Facts have proved that even when a gentleman like Liang Ci is fighting, his elegance in his bones remains unchanged. His aristocratic bearing is truly fascinating!
Mu Huan was distracted for a long time as she watched Liang Ci swinging his sword. When she came to her senses, Liang Ci's sword had already pierced the Ice-Horned Dragon's head...
In fact, the reason why Liang Ci was able to defeat the Ice-Horned Dragon despite his suppressed strength was mainly because the Ice-Horned Dragon was already seriously injured and sealed. Otherwise, he would have to spend a lot of effort!
At this moment, Mu Huan had only one thought in his mind. "This is simply too f*cking brutal!" He murmured softly, but Liang Ci didn't hear it clearly.
Mu Huan slowly approached. After the fight, Liang Ci's clothes were still flowing, not a bit messy, but his black hair was slightly messy. There was a little sweat on his forehead, and the strands of hair floated in front of his face.
The Ice-Horned Demon Dragon had completely lost its breath of life. A ferocious ancient beast, one with an ultimate inheritance, was just defeated by Liang Ci? Mu Huan was in a daze until Liang Ci carried him out.
My beautiful master is so strong. Looking at myself, why do I feel so inexplicably inferior?
He stared blankly at Liang Ci's face for a long time, and suddenly blurted out, "Master, you are so good, do many people admire you?"
"Hmm?" Liang Ci was a little puzzled by Mu Huan's incoherent question.
"Hmm! Nothing!" Mu Huan shook her head, suddenly realizing a lot of things. Someone as outstanding as her master must be liked by many people. She had to work harder to catch up with her master and bring him home.
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