Chapter 92 He Zhimo grows little horns

Chapter 92: He Zhimo Grows Small Horns.

Considering that Chen Jichuan couldn't even activate his spiritual weapon, Shang Youqing thought for a moment and suggested, "How about you stay on the reconnaissance ship, Colonel Shen? Cheng Huang and I can stay on the freighter."

Chen Jichuan's eyes flickered across her face. "Worried about me?"

Shang Youqing didn't even blink. "Worried about the spiritual weapon."

"...Shang Youqing, you're truly unresponsive." Chen Jichuan raised his hand, mimicking Cheng Huang's pat on the back, and smoothed her feathers through the air. "Let's go. I'm just temporarily unable to activate my spiritual weapon. I'm not so weak that I can't even handle a sea dragon."

Half an hour later, they boarded the disguised freighter and sailed to the coordinates of the sea area where the sea dragons were spotted.

As expected, not long after the freighter approached the area, the previously calm sea was roiled by an extremely strange force.

The sea dragon had taken the bait.

A monstrous wave quickly formed on the surface of the sea in front of the freighter, barreling towards it at breakneck speed, clearly intent on capsizing it.

"Phoenix, look at the waves! This sea dragon is much bigger than I thought! Be careful—"

Before Cheng Huang could finish his words, Shang Youqing's sharp eyes locked onto the dragon's tail, which flashed past the center of the surging waves. Knowing this was the perfect opportunity to capture the sea dragon, he only managed to whisper, "Wait for me on the boat," before flicking his fingertips to form a protective barrier from the Phoenix Fire and leaping into the sea.

"Phoenix!"

Cheng Huang couldn't stop it. Just as he was about to turn to ask Chen Jichuan for help, he heard another splash. Chen Jichuan was hot on Shang Youqing's heels.

Meanwhile, Shang Youqing, following the direction of the surging waves and winds from the dragon's tail, swiftly pursued it to the center of the whirlpool, precisely catching it by the tail. "Still running?"

The dragon, realizing it had been tricked, roared and furiously stirred the water, widening the vortex in an attempt to throw Shang Youqing off. Far from being thrown off,

Shang Youqing, following the dragon's tail, violently pulled him out of the water. Half the dragon's tail was within Shang Youqing's grasp, but just as she was gathering her spiritual power to drag it back toward the freighter,

she suddenly caught sight of two tiny pups clinging to the dragon's back

, struggling in her grasp. She stared at the two pups, her grip faltering for a second.

In that moment of distraction, the dragon seized the opportunity to pierce the barrier of her palm with the spiked scales on its tail, instantly engulfing her in the icy cold water.

The sea dragon seized the opportunity to flee back to the seabed, but was stopped by Shen Jichuan, who had caught up ahead.

Immediately afterwards, Shang Youqing, enduring the excruciating pain of the cold, rebuilt his barrier and gave chase. Together with Shen Jichuan, they completely captured the sea dragon and, without stopping, brought it back to the freighter.

Cheng Huang waited anxiously a long time aboard the freighter for Fenghuang and the others to return, growing increasingly worried. He was about to follow the traces of Fenghuang's barrier, which had not yet completely dissipated, on the surface.

Just then, a wave crashed onto the deck.

Shang Youqing and Shen Jichuan emerged.

Shang Youqing used his spiritual power to bind the sea dragon. Before he could even begin to question it, the dragon hid its two young under its curled tail and cautiously retreated to a corner of the deck. It lowered its head to Shang Youqing and made a sound of weakness.

[Please, spare my child. I, I will let you do whatever you want with me…]

Shang Youqing stood on the deck, his thin, clammy body, his hands drooping as he gazed coldly at the sea dragon. After a moment's silence, he turned to Chen Jichuan and said, "This crime was committed within your jurisdiction. You can judge it yourself."

With that, Shang Youqing retreated back into the cabin and leaned against the bulkhead, his hands hanging by his side, trembling slightly from the cold.

Shang Youqing ignored him, her mind inevitably flashing back to the two young dragons that had so timidly hidden beneath the sea dragon's tail.

Then, as if she were experiencing a traumatic experience, she couldn't help but recall the image of those hands snapping her tail feathers, stripping her belly down, and snatching the young...

Her fingertips trembled violently, dripping with cold water.

A deep chill surged in her stomach, causing uncontrollable cramps and pain.

Her breathing became extremely irregular.

Suddenly, a warmth enveloped her cold, trembling hands.

Shang Youqing looked down and saw a bony hand lifting her wrist and covering her trembling hand with a fluffy hand warmer that came from nowhere.

Shang Youqing slowly raised her wet and red eyes and met the gaze of Shen Jichuan who had come in at some point.

Shen Jichuan also put her other hand into the interlayer of the hand warmer, covered her tightly, and asked her in a low voice, "Are you feeling better?"

Shang Youqing pursed her pale lips and said hoarsely.

"I want to vomit."

But Shen Jichuan not only had no intention of moving away, but also covered her hand and said, "Then you vomit first."

"..."

Shang Youqing ignored him, tilted her head to look at the sea outside the porthole, and slowly adjusted her breathing.

Until she calmed down a little, her body was no longer so cold and painful.

Only then did she slowly turn back, her expression calm and composed. "Thank you, I'm fine."

She was about to pull her hands away from the hand warmers, but Shen Jichuan held her wrists, frowning and saying, "Shang Youqing, you're not as quick to destroy bridges as you are."

Shang Youqing was about to move again, but Shen Jichuan softened his tone and said, "Would you hold it for a while longer?"

Seeing that Shang Youqing was staring at him in silence, Shen Jichuan took the opportunity to turn her hands over and continue holding them with the hand warmer, saying, "Come with me to the interrogation room later."

Shang Youqing: "What's wrong?"

"I just interrogated a few people, and there's something wrong with that sea dragon..."

...

He

Zhimo was once again awakened by the huge waves.

The little fellow didn't know how long he had been trapped in this magnificent, dreamy, crystal-like place before him.

When he was first imprisoned, He Zhimo pounded on the palace door, crying and incoherently calling for his parents. His hands swelled and his voice grew hoarse, but the solemn, cold stone gate remained motionless.

The next day, the palace gate finally opened. He Zhimo tried to escape, but was frightened unconscious by two terrifying figures standing on either side of the entrance.

When he regained consciousness, he was locked inside the palace again, his table laden with exquisite food.

He Zhimo had been starving for a long time. He curled up on a luxurious pearl chair, his tiny hands clutching his plate, crying as he ate. When he was stuffed, he couldn't help but run back to the stone gate, crying for his parents.

But no one responded.

He Zhimo was terrified of the two monsters at the gate. Every time they brought him food, he would hide nervously behind the jellyfish lamp, fearing he would be discovered and devoured.

The little guy cried anxiously for several months. One day, when he woke up from the jade-white and warm giant shell bed, He Zhimo suddenly felt that there were small and soft horns growing on both sides of his forehead.

He Zhimo ran to the jellyfish lamp with a pale face, and was frightened by himself and fell on the spot.

In the soft and faint halo, He Zhimo didn't know how long he had been unconscious. After he woke up with wet eyes, he touched the little horns on his forehead with shaking hands, and whimpered with a pout. He couldn't face the fact that he had become such a little monster.

He returned to the bed, rolled up the blanket, and wrapped up the two little horns on his forehead.

He Zhimo was holding his head and sobbing sadly. Suddenly, the tip of his ear moved slightly, and he faintly heard a tender and vague phoenix cry coming from outside the palace.

It sounded like... the voice of Shang You.

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