Chapter 3519 — The Death of Little Eleven
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Wei Zhao ran off pretending to give chase to the Five-Shas Dragon, and at that moment the Five-Shas Dragon seemed rather afraid of him; catching sight of the dagger in his hand, it did not quite dare to come close!
Damn it, what was going on here? Hadn't the Five-Shas Dragon been chasing Wei Zhao before? How had it turned into Wei Zhao chasing the Five-Shas Dragon? Was this beast such a coward that a single stab had frightened it this badly?
But he had been suppressing it with his oppressive might for ages—how in the hell was it completely unaffected, and still bold enough to pursue him? Zhong Yongliang thought, thoroughly gloom-spirited.
Still, since Zhong Yongliang was afraid of the Five-Shas Dragon, he naturally fled toward Kang Jingming's side, where there were more people—which saved Wei Zhao the trouble of faking a chase. Kang Jingming was instantly alarmed and hastily called out to the crowd, "Make ready to fight and drive it off!"
The words had barely left his mouth when the Five-Shas Dragon abruptly sped up and charged straight at him. Fortunately for Kang Jingming, the man was a slippery sort: even as he finished saying "make ready to fight," he had already greased his heels and darted backward. So the Five-Shas Dragon seized Little Eleven, who stood right beside him!
"Ah!" Little Eleven shrieked. She had never expected the Five-Shas Dragon to come at her like that. "Kang Jingming, save me!"
In truth, even if Kang Jingming had not fled, the Five-Shas Dragon would not have grabbed him—it had taken Little Eleven on Wei Zhao's instructions. But Kang Jingming knew nothing of this. Seeing Little Eleven caught, his heart lurched with fright: thank heavens he had run fast, or he would have been the one in its clutches!
Save Little Eleven? Kang Jingming would never lift a finger for that! The pill refining he had done for her before had only been because the Five Luminaries Sect had energy stones enough to replenish his stamina and true qi, allowing him to refine pills without limit, and the materials had not cost him a single coin—a cheap favor to curry goodwill with Ancestor Xuanchen!
But for him to risk his life saving Little Eleven now? What a joke—Kang Jingming would not do it, and dared not. On the surface, though, he still bellowed, "Hey! You damned dinosaur, put that heroine down this instant!"
The Five-Shas Dragon gave Kang Jingming a cold glance. "Roar—"
Kang Jingming shrank back in terror, almost dropping to his knees.
Watching Kang Jingming's spineless display, Little Eleven felt a surge of despair. Her breathing grew rapid and ragged as she struggled and cried, "Kang Jingming, get them to save me! If I die, my father, Ancestor Xuanchen, will never let any of you off!"
"Everyone, charge! Take down the Five-Shas Dragon!" Kang Jingming roared, then turned to Zhong Yongliang. "Brother Liang, hit the Five-Shas Dragon with your oppressive might again, quick—make it let Little Eleven go!"
"My stamina and true qi are nearly spent. I can't hold the suppression for long!" Zhong Yongliang said. "Thirty seconds at most, or it'll eat into my own stamina and true qi!"
Be that as it may, Zhong Yongliang still gave Kang Jingming some face. After all, the man was the son-in-law of the Five Luminaries Sect's Ancestor Xuanchen, and Zhong Yongliang could hardly turn a blind eye.
But no sooner had Zhong Yongliang finished speaking than the Five-Shas Dragon, as though it could hear him, raised its foreclaw, swung it several circles through the air, and with a "whoosh" hurled Little Eleven toward Han Jingyi.