Tragic Qing Zhu II

It seemed to them that these spirit beasts... were more reliable.

"Who had just stopped my carriage?"

A young master stepped out of the carriage. His face had turned violently red when he saw that it was a wolfhound that had just given the order.

'Another talking beast?'

And why did he think of the word 'another'...

The young man looked at the azure snake that he was pinching at in his hand. His eyes narrowed.

But that wolfhound was obviously different from the azure snake. He could feel the strength of the wolfhound and it was not something that he could resist against.

"Help..." The azure snake had spun around and sobered up as its neck was pinched hard by the young master. It could not catch its breath and it cried out. "Help… help me…"

The beasts saw the young master pinching the spirit beast that was almost unable to speak anymore. It made them snarl with a glint of ferocity in their eyes.