Chapter 887 — The Longhan Cataclysm: Blood Stains the Heavens
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
" She was just about to catch him when the little Shen Mu ran onto her head, grabbed hold of a feather, and pointed solemnly ahead, shouting, "Maha! " Yan'er could not help sprouting her wings and taking flight, following the little fellow's order and soaring in the direction he indicated. Another tiny Shen Mu jumped onto the dragon qilin's head and drove him racing along with cries of "Maha, maha!
" In the sky, on the earth, upon the sea — everywhere were these little munchkins, their three eyes blazing as they used their sacred pupils to search for the traces Wei Suifeng had left.
Suddenly, all the Shen Mus raced back at full speed, returned swiftly to Dragon City, and dove one by one into the space between Shen Mu's brows, vanishing. Shen Mu yawned, stretched his body, arched his back lazily, and laughed.
"Finally found it!
"