This time, before Li Xuan could make a move, he gripped a long-handled knife in each hand, slashing rapidly with a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," quickly chopping the pig dragon into minced meat. Then... he discovered the one thing that couldn't be easily chopped.
Half clotted mass, half coagulated blood, resembling a piece of exquisite, red and black mottled stone in the cold morning of late winter and early spring.
Yan Fangbai said in a deep voice, "So its magic blood is here."
Li Xuan asked curiously, "Is this also magic blood?"
Yan Fangbai replied, "Even I am seeing it for the first time."
The two of them exchanged a glance, and Li Xuan suddenly said, "I'll go find a pig."
Yan Fangbai laughed, "Brother Xuan, you're on the same page as me, but why use a pig? It's a waste of time!"
He looked a bit sinister with violent intentions, clearly his heart demon was rising.
Li Xuan said, "Then I'll go to the prison and see if there are any death row inmates."
Yan Fangbai: ...
