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Chapter 4420: Realm of Misfortune 2

"I... I wasn't thinking of that black dragon!" Sikong Fuling wailed, her face contorted into a frown. She slapped the back of her head, wishing she could slap herself twice.

Why did you have to run your mouth off? Why did you let your thoughts run wild? How did you end up thinking of that dragon from the poker-faced girl's dream?

She recalled in horror that there had indeed been a fleeting moment when she was thinking, Thank goodness, it's just a few small blood crocodiles, not that furious black dragon from the aloof, poker-faced girl's dream!

And then... And then she seemed to have immediately fallen into a disaster!

"Quick, paddle, Mu Xingchen!" Sikong Fuling couldn't care less now. She used her long sword as an oar, stirring the bloody water in the pool.

But the log seemed to suddenly lose control, spinning back and forth in the center of the bloody water.

Mu Xingchen grabbed her, kicked away the log, and floated backward to escape. "Quickly take that black dragon back into your head!"

"Are you an idiot, Mu Xingchen?" Sikong Fuling, held in his hand, kicked her legs in exasperation, shouting angrily, "Don't you know? Things that are summoned can't disappear unless you destroy them."

"Roar." The utterly black, ferocious black dragon finally emerged from the blood pool, leaped into the air, and charged straight at the two, trying to bite them.

"Think of something good!" Mu Xingchen couldn't help but roar.

"De-defense, defense, defensive shield!" Seeing the black dragon winding its way directly towards them, Sikong Fuling's mind was a jumbled mess, and she suddenly burst out a shout.

The black dragon bit into the protective barrier in front of the two, instantly shattering it into pieces.

"Why is this defensive shield so unreliable?" Sikong Fuling wrapped her arm around Mu Xingchen's, exclaiming in surprise.

"Because this isn't the defensive shield you summoned at all," Mu Xingchen said helplessly. This was merely a defensive barrier he had set up, naturally no match for a sacred beast!

"I understand," Mu Xingchen yelled, pulling her along. "Run!" This eerie place seemed to only be able to summon harmful things, while anything good apparently couldn't be summoned at all. Even if you tried to think good thoughts now, it wouldn't come true.

Instead...

Mu Xingchen quickly cut off his surging thoughts, shivering violently. He almost summoned some other ghostly thing.

"Mu Xingchen!" Sikong Fuling stumbled in mid-air, nearly falling into the bloody pool. Mu Xingchen quickly grabbed her, looked back, and saw the black dragon roaring as it caught up.

"Go!"

...

Qiao Mu paused, then suddenly looked back.

A continuous expanse of fragrant grass, swaying in the wind, as if nothing had appeared. She turned and took two more steps, when suddenly, with a "clank," her spirit sword unsheathed. The spirit sword in her hand swiftly thrust backward, bringing down a figure with a thud.

The little poker-faced girl turned around expressionlessly. She saw the thing slowly arching its body, its bones creaking. Its head slowly rotated 360 degrees, facing Qiao Mu directly, its lifeless eyes rolling upwards.

"Gah!" The thing suddenly let out a piercing shriek and shot towards Qiao Mu with abnormal speed. At the same time, the tall grass around rustled, as if countless corpse puppets were crawling out to surround them.