"Heavenly... God!!!"
The call was distant, as if drifting from the horizon, squeezing through the cracks in the window into the room. Liang Qu raised an eyebrow, leaned against the window sill, and poked his head out.
A rolling sphere of black and white dashed with incredible speed, skimming over the water surface, but stumbled just after speaking, stumbled, rolling over like a skipping stone, rolling half a mile, before plunging into the Yellow Sand River, then shook its head, and started crawling again, racing over the water.
"Can't sleep, can't sleep! Wake up, wake up!"
There was no shortcut on the Yin Yang Boundary, all depended on the fish tail. Fat Catfish wobbled its belly, wrapped one whisker around Little White Dragon's waist, raising it above its head like holding up a three-foot-long white silk, the other whisker flicking shadows, whipping the Third Prince's head with a loud smack.
"Mmm mmm mmm... Huh?"
