Chapter 91: Extra: Airplane’s Fortuitous Encounter – Part Three
Before his words had fallen, he was solidly peeled off the cart and thrown to the ground.
His body, fallen right in front of Mobei-Jun's boots; his sword, still half-stuck in its sheath; his heart, hadn't quite decided whether or not to draw his sword.
Mobei-Jun sneered, an ice-cold glint of blue flashing through his eyes. No sooner said than done, Shang Qinghua threw himself over to hug his thighs with a plop.
All his Shixiong: "...."
Mobei-Jun: "...."
Shang Qinghua fell to one knee. "My king, please let me follow you the rest of my life!"
Mobei-Jun wanted to fling him off with a kick, but Shang Qinghua's adhesive ability was too strong. He wanted to kill him with a blow, but that was even more difficult. Just like a gecko clinging to the wall, he nimbly crawled back and forth, but still managed to stay stuck firmly to his thighs.
He couldn't help but blaze in anger.
Seeing this incredible feat of stickiness, all the An Ding Peak outer disciples were overjoyed. Throwing down their goods, they flew into escape. Shang Qinghua was just cursing them soundly in his heart when, not three seconds later, all he could hear was a field of screams.
Tens of strands of ice, thin as silk, pierced through their chests. In a mad dance of silver light, droplets of blood flew in all directions.
Seeing this, Shang Qinghua's grip on Mobei-Jun's thighs became as strong as steel. He started to chatter incessantly, "My king, please accept me. I'm very useful!"