Bibi Dong looked utterly resolute, a smile on her face. Hearing Xue'er call her "Mom" while she was still alive was enough to leave her content. As for watching Xue'er and Su Chen walk into the halls of marriage together, she no longer dared to hope.
Bibi Dong smiled with relief and satisfaction, closed her eyes, and drew the dagger's cold gleam toward her pale neck.
"No!" Qian Renxue cried out.
Whoosh!
Su Chen's expression sharpened. With a wave of his hand, a streak of golden light tore through the air, striking brilliant sparks as it shot toward the dagger in Bibi Dong's hand.
Clang!
A metallic clash rang out as a Dragon Whisker Needle struck Bibi Dong's dagger. The impact was so powerful that it knocked the dagger from her hand with a clang, sending it tumbling to the ground.
Qian Renxue stared blankly at first, then her face lit up with joy. As she gazed at Bibi Dong, however, her expression darkened. Having never spoken normally with Bibi Dong, she did not know how to talk to her.
Qian Renxue hesitated, then said, "If you died, have you ever thought about how I would feel?"
Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue with tenderness in her eyes.
Roar!
Five enormous dark shapes hurtled toward them from one direction in Spirit City. When they landed, the crowd discovered that they were massive Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons.
"Dragons?"
"Dragons?"
"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons?"
The rebels who had supported-no, harassed-Bibi Dong into stepping forward broke into a considerable commotion at the sight of the five Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons, each with a hundred-thousand-year age or greater, arriving to reinforce them after hearing the disturbance.
Thud!
Several more figures bounded over from afar and landed heavily behind Su Chen. The crowd saw them