Chapter 370 — In the Next Life, I'll Repay This Grudge
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Long Jiaonan was blasted away by the blow and struck the stone wall of the dragon vein, the bones of her whole body bursting apart with a crackling roar.
"If there is a next life, come find me for vengeance!"
Shen Mu flicked two fingers; the Carefree Sword pierced the brow of Long Jiaonan, who had not yet slid down the wall, nailing her there.
Shua.
Eight thousand swords came down like rain, studding the stone wall.
Shen Mu pointed his sword fingers behind him; the Carefree Sword returned to its sheath, and the other flying swords tumbled one after another into his Taotie Pouch. And Long Jiaonan on the stone wall was nowhere to be found; only a heap of shredded flesh remained.
She could no longer shed her skin and be reborn.
Shen Mu urged the flute's melody with his vital qi; a fire flood dragon came racing over, and Shen Mu leaped up, crying, "Fatty Dragon!"
The dragon qilin hastily sprang onto the dragon's back and wagged its tail ingratiatingly; only then did Shen Mu see that the creature still had Lord Dragon-Keeper's Taotie Pouch clamped in its jaws.
"Well done!"
Shen Mu rarely offered praise, and the dragon qilin was beside itself with joy. The flute's notes turned urgent; the fire flood dragon veered at once and raced back along the path by which they had come through the underground dragon vein.
"At this fire flood dragon's speed, running full out, it should take less than a day to leave the Desolate Ruins and reach Jingping Kingdom!"
Shen Mu was elated; then he looked back, and his face went ashen. Though the fire flood dragon ran swift as the wind, the other flood dragons followed him as shadow follows form, some flying, some running, some swimming, all lifting their heads and blinking their dragon eyes at him, every one of them looking like it was waiting to be fed.
"I have fed you only once; stop following me everywhere!"
Shen Mu pleaded, "I beg you! You are free; go wherever you like, only do not follow me!"
Those flood dragons of every hue still followed him, heads tilted, watching him, waiting to be fed.
"You are all just like Fatty Dragon!"
Shen Mu was speechless with exasperation; he took Lord Dragon-Keeper's Taotie Pouch and dutifully refined pills to feed these tagalongs.