Creak!
The thick thorns wrapped around the billboard, and amid the teeth-gritting creaking noises, it was crushed into a lump of scrap metal.
Shao Zifeng only felt a great relief, and after losing strength, he almost rolled off from Qiuqiu's back.
"Duke, what's wrong with you?"
Lingling flew up from the throne, holding Shao Zifeng steady.
Shao Zifeng waved his hand and stood up to check on Qiuqiu's condition,
and found that, like himself, it was cramps caused by the muscles tensing extremely tight and then suddenly relaxing. Only then did he relax.
"Whoo~"
Feeling Shao Zifeng's concern, Qiuqiu turned its head back and gave him a reassuring look.
The little girl looked up, her big watery eyes staring at Shao Zifeng and Qiuqiu. After hesitating for a moment, she reached out her small hand and gently touched Qiuqiu's Scale Armor, saying in a babyish tone, "Thank you, big brother, thank you, Dragon."
