"Oh?" Head Priest Qi raised his eyebrows, seemingly amused yet his eyes were frighteningly cold, gazing down at her as if she was only a speck of dust in front of the towering mountain. "Such a stubborn little dragon."
Qing'er struggled to keep her back straight, but her wound had been too severe and she could only slumped and leaned on the Vermillion Bird for support.
The bird called out weakly and this time she could hear its thought clearly in her mind.
Go back…leave me here and go…
She replied, stupid bird, do you think I am afraid of these humans?
Even in these kind of situation, her tone was especially domineering and fearless which earned the Vermillion Bird's helpless chuckle. It let out an inaudible sigh and succumbed to the darkness of unconsciousness.
