Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1520
Chapter 1520: Chapter 1508: The Flood Dragon Flying Carriage Returns Again_1 Chapter 1520: Chapter 1508: The Flood Dragon Flying Carriage Returns Again_1 “Roar.”
A startling roar echoed from a not-too-distant valley ahead as two rhinoceros as big as hills encountered each other on a narrow path, their blood-red eyes staring at each other, charging towards their opponent.
“Thump, thump, thump.”
With every step the rhinoceros took, the earth trembled and the mountains shook. The birds in the forest shrieked in fright and took to the skies in panic.
Seventh-Rank Monster!
Lin Qingluo's eyes narrowed, and she instinctively grabbed Chu Lian's arm, pulling her quickly downwards, hiding their bodies in a cat's ear hole.
From the cave, looking upwards, the massive bodies of the beasts appeared even more terrifying.
To the giant beasts, the two people were as tiny as ants.
If a beast stepped down, both the people and the cave would reduce to ashes.
The color drained from Chu Lian's face as she hid in the cave. She covered her mouth with both hands, not daring to make a sound.
Lin Qingluo sat cross-legged, her consciousness spreading out to monitor the beasts' movements.
“Chirp chirp.”
The Little Kingfisher chirped excitedly, eager to fly out of the cave.
Lin Qingluo grabbed it, not allowing it to take risks.
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The Spirit Realm is different from the Mortal Realm. The strength of a Seventh-Rank Monster is equivalent to being at the Nascent Soul Stage, which is a level higher than at the Soul-Wandering Stage.
The Divine Beast baby has not grown yet. Now, its small body, relying only on Divine Beast pressure, and the Phoenix True Fire, could not hold up against the fortress-like massive body of a Seventh-Rank Monster.
“Master, let Yin'er go.”
The Little Kingfisher was not happy. It felt like it was being looked down upon by its master, which hurt its little pride.
“Don't rush. Let them fight first.”
Lin Qingluo gently stroked the little pet's wings, comforting it: “We'll go out when both are severely injured.”
“Oh oh.”
The Little Kingfisher understood immediately: “While the snipe and clam grapple, the fisherman profits.”
“That's right.”
Lin Qingluo chuckled cunningly, rubbing the little bird's head in praise: “This proverb fits perfectly here.”
“Hehe.”
The Little Kingfisher was satisfied, affectionately rubbing its master's wrist and no longer wanting to go out.
“Boom.”
The violent clash between the two beasts reached the cat's ear hole. Shattered rocks rolled from the mouth of the cave. The thunderous sound made one's heart palpitate in fear.
Chu Lian's legs shook uncontrollably like pendulums.
A quick glance from Lin Qingluo made her brows furrow slightly. She took out a soothing pill from the Storage Ring and handed it to Chu Lian.
Trusting her instinctively, Chu Lian took the pill and put it in her mouth.
The soothing pill worked wonders. In no time, her nerves relaxed and her legs stopped shaking.
“Master.”
The Little Kingfisher's round eyes gleamed, noticing something peculiar: “The Flood Dragon Flying Carriage driven by two Flood Dragons has returned.”
Lin Qingluo's eyes narrowed, and she followed the sound to look into the distance.
The speed of the Flood Dragon Flying Carriage was astonishingly fast, appearing above the mountains in an instant.
A Nine-Story Pagoda was thrown from the carriage. It spun, growing larger and larger, turning into a sky-high tower. A dazzling golden light shot from the bottom of the tower, enveloping both rhinoceros and pulled them into the pagoda.
“We lost two Seventh-Rank Monster Cores.”
The Little Kingfisher felt a bit of a pinch, feeling upset about their prey being taken away.
“It doesn't matter.”
Lin Qingluo didn't care: “They're just two Monster Cores, we'll have plenty more chances to hunt in the future.”
“They took the rhinoceros, why aren't they leaving?”
The Little Kingfisher was still indignant, looking at the Flood Dragon Flying Carriage circling above the mountains, grumbling nonstop: “Either they should come down or disappear quickly, no point circling.”
The master of the Flood Dragon Flying Carriage seemingly heard its complaints, and the carriage began to descend slowly.
The large heads of the two Flood Dragons approached the cat's ear hole considerably.
One of the Flood Dragons blinked its lantern-like eyes a few times, provocatively blowing out a thick breath from its nostrils.
Chapter end
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