Chen Xuantian was speechless.
Lingxu cursed furiously,
"Xiao Si! Hand that egg over to me!! Or I'll beat your ass!"
"I don't waaaant!!"
The Dragon howled and cried, crying like a storm, clutching that little temple in its arms in a death grip, refusing to let go,
"I don't want to! I want to find my master! I want to find my senior brothers! I want to bring everyone back!!"
"Mad, you idiot!!!!"
Lingxu let out a long roar, raised his voice and sent out a surge of Refining. Nether Spring Sword rose, blood blossomed across the sky, cleaving straight through the mountain ridge, splitting the blood lake, and chopped one of the Dragon's arms clean off.
"Awwww—! It hurts! It hurts so much! Master, Master! Senior brother is hitting me!"
