The screen disintegrated all over the floor. Tian Yao stood only one step away in front of the dragon horns. From the beginning, he was always in the dark. Su Ying's words wouldn't leave his head: "With your horns, look harder. Quickly go find the rest of your body parts. Then......"
Heart protection scale. She still wanted his heart protection scale. She still hadn't given up......Tian Yao's eyes were like snow. His hands balled up into fists.
At this moment, suddenly there was a loud sound from outside. Like a ball, Yan Hui was slammed in to the room, hitting Tian Yao's back. He staggered. Yan Hui rolled to the side. She didn't even have time to make a sound of pain. Yan Hui flipped on the spot, braced herself with her leg, and rushed back out.
In a split second, Yan Hui formed a hand seal and flipped on to the back of the Blue Luan Bird that had also followed her into the room. She grabbed onto the base of its wings. Regardless of how much the Blue Luan Bird flapped its wings and jumped around, it couldn't shake Yan Hui off its back.
Yan Hui finally got settled on the bird and was able to look at Tian Yao who was slowly getting back up. Her temper immediately flared up: "Who are you pretending to be?! Some scholar contemplating some lame story?! The dragon horns are right in front of you! Go for it! Head down and charge!
What are you standing there for?! Waiting for flowers to bloom?"
Tian Yao had been hit by Yan Hui pretty hard. He coughed twice but was snapped back to focus by Yan Hui's venting.
It didn't matter if Su Ying purposely left the dragon horns for him. It didn't even matter what plans and schemes Su Ying had next. Tian Yao had to take those horns.
They were originally part of him. They originally belonged to him. If he were to face off against Su Ying's schemes, then he had to rely on his horns. He had to take back all of him which were sealed away. Not one piece could be missing.
Tian Yao reached out his hand. His fingertips touched the tip of the floating horns.
For a brief moment, a brief warmth starting from his fingertips spread through his veins. It flowed into his heart.
The dragon horns were shuddering.
Finally returned. They were finally part of him.
Tian Yao reached out both hands. One hand touched a horn. Although he had no magic, gold light emitted from his palm. For a moment, the room was filled with spirituality. Even Yan Hui, who was fiercely battling with the Blue Luan Bird, sensed it.
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