Zhu Juntang was fleeing in a panic. She was terrified because she still wanted to play. If she got caught, Liu Chang'an would definitely force her to study!
But she had never expected Liu Chang'an to act like a madman, tossing off his clothes and running around wildly across the vast grasslands in front of countless rams, ewes, old sheep, and lambs—before turning into a sheep himself.
Zhu Juntang's fluffy hooves dug several pits into the grass, steadying her as she froze in place and stared blankly at the sheep Liu Chang'an had become.
She had never imagined that <The Adventures of Male Immortal Sheep Sheep Chang'an>, which she had once ordered made, would prove to be so prophetic. He really could turn into a sheep!
This Sheep Chang'an was built somewhere between an ordinary goat and an African antelope. Its coat was as flowing and elegant as Zhu Juntang's snow-white fleece, yet it shimmered with a faint golden glow. It held its head high, its chest broad, its bearing majestic.
Most eye-catching of all were its horns. They were a jewel-like purple, gleaming with bluish-violet light amid the mountains and grasslands. The light from the two horns intertwined as though lightning flickered between them.
Sheep Chang'an lowered its head to look at her, without the slightest hint of a herbivore's gentleness or harmlessness. It was more like a savage prehistoric beast.
Its body was not particularly large, but its aura rolled forth like surging clouds, blanketing the entire mountain grassland and making every living creature tremble with the sensation that the most primordial king of life had descended here.
"Baaah!"
Zhu Juntang cried out, then ran another lap around the grassland, bleating as she led the scattered flock back over.
Thousands upon thousands of sheep were summoned by Zhu