"Helan Shou, playing with cages again?"
From the very first word onward, each word grew louder, showing that the speaker was drawing closer and closer to Helan Shou. Arriving alongside the voice were three gleaming golden chains!
The strange sight attracted almost everyone's attention—except Bunny Heroine. The little girl with her thick braid was dancing with her sword in the rain, and the dazzling sword light stunned Bore!
When Bunny Heroine landed, a torrent of blood sprayed from Bore's neck. Like the other hounds of the Helan Family, anyone who opposed Bunny Heroine would end up with their dog's head chopped off!
But Bore was not dead yet. Or rather, his head had not flown off, because a thin layer of flesh at the back of his neck still stubbornly connected his head to his body.
It was not that Bunny Heroine could no longer swing her sword. From the very beginning, Bore's head had remained at the edge of Bunny Heroine's attack range.
Just as Yaoshi Yuan and Zhong Ji knew to use flow rotation to fool Rainstorm Messenger, Bore had been a Rainstorm Messenger for more than a decade. How could he not have a similar trick? It was simply too risky.
If not for his Zen Staff breaking, Bore would not have resorted to such a desperate measure. The reason he had attacked Bunny Heroine with his bare hands just now was to deceive her sense of distance—in the instant he reached out, Bore had already dislocated his shoulder and elbow, extending his right hand an extra foot through the air!
This was a yoga technique Bore had learned at the temple. It was said to be a method of cultivating the body from the esoteric teachings of the Outer Domain. Whenever his blood rage surged, he