Lin Shanshan felt a pang of nervousness at the thought of facing the mighty Snow Kirin. This Demon Beast was extremely ferocious, and as a Tenth-Level Great Demon, she would be the one to die if it came to a true fight to the death.
She stole a glance at Luo Xiu, then stepped in front of him protectively. Although she couldn't defeat the Snow Kirin, she was confident she could escape if she set her mind to it. The trouble was, she now had to protect this young man named Lin Luo, so she couldn't just flee on her own. She had no idea why she felt compelled to protect this boy she had known for less than a day—a boy she could hardly say she knew at all.
I wonder if I owed him from a past life, or if he owed me from his. Lin Shanshan murmured to herself, casting another sidelong glance at Luo Xiu.
"Dumb Ball, if you don't want to die, you'd better run."
Just then, the Snow Kirin descended from the sky, landing with a thunderous crash!
