A bright moon hung high in the sky, with pitifully few stars in sight. Somewhere in Jiulong Mountain, Zhanyou was raising its paws and continuously swatting at the Furious Porcupine's eyes.
"Ah—"
Ling Yu let out a yawn, lifted his head from Mu Qingxue's shoulder, and looked with dead eyes at Zhanyou, who was still attacking.
Chapter 90