The road at night was bound to be dangerous. They had just driven off a thousand-year Night-Walking Beast when a hundred-year Iron-Armored Dragon appeared up ahead.
"Dare to block my way? Who gave you the courage?"
Chen Ming saw that the Iron-Armored Dragon had dared to block the road and raised an eyebrow. He wasn't about to show it any mercy. He simply accelerated and smashed it into a cloud of blood.
After searching all night, Chen Ming found his old friend, Feng Rulang. When Feng Rulang saw someone had come to pick him up, he was so moved that he rushed over to give him a hug—but got kicked away.
"Stay away from me! What are you hugging me for?"
Feng Rulang was the acknowledged gay guy in their dorm. Chen Ming didn't dare let him touch him.
After getting kicked away, Feng Rulang glanced at Dong Qianqiu, who was sitting on the horse and hugging Chen Ming. His face immediately fell.
"Waaah... Old Chen, you've changed... You weren't like this before... There's no love left..."
"Get lost, get lost, get lost! Say that again and I'll stab you, you little bastard!"
Watching Feng Rulang put on that fake, aggrieved act, Chen Ming was so exasperated that his brow creased. He raised his spear, ready to stab him.
"Really?!"
Feng Rulang looked a little excited, as if he actually liked the idea. Seeing this, Chen Ming tightened his grip on the iron spear.
Dong Qianqiu also looked thoroughly disgusted and turned her face away, at a loss for words. Still, she instinctively hugged Chen Ming tighter, guarding him possessively as if afraid someone would steal him away.
"Get away from me!"
Chen Ming was disgusted too. He pulled out the knockback-ten stick and sent Feng Rulang flying more than