Princess Against the World

But it does not matter--

"To be honest, I came here this time just for this baby... If you want me to help you, you need some reward!"

With her fingertips raised, she shook it gently.

"You know... an equal exchange! I help you, you help me... I want that baby, and you - go home..."

"impossible!"

"no!"

The Bat Ancestor and the One-Horned Flood Dragon almost simultaneously rejected Ling Luoyu's proposal.

Feng Chenglin pouted: "Although I don't know what they are talking about, judging from the level of tacit understanding... Third Young Master, I'm afraid you are too optimistic about things here!!"

Ling Luoyu's lips curled up slightly: "Both of them rejected me at the same time..."

"Why?"

"I also want to know!"

Taking two steps forward slightly, Ling Luoyu and the one-horned dragon were almost standing side by side.

"You two have a rare tacit understanding... What does this mean? Does it mean that that thing is precious and I don't deserve it, or does it mean that... you have no right to decide who that thing belongs to?"

"..."

Neither of the two beasts answered her question.

"Snapped!"

Ling Luoyu closed the animal language dictionary.

"If this is the case, then I have nothing to say! There is nothing to say between us..."

Feng Chenglin stepped forward with eager eyes: "So, are we finally going to war?"

"Don't worry, they won't be stupid enough to take the initiative to confront us..." Ling Luoyu proudly raised his hands and continued to move forward as if there was no one around.

As expected, neither the one-horned dragon nor the big bat had any intention of stopping her.

It was only when she was about to step out of the stone bridge that the one-horned dragon shouted: "Wait a minute!"

Ling Luoyu held the animal language dictionary in his arms, without turning the pages or turning around: "I don't know what you are talking about, and I don't want to know...and there is no need for you to let me know!"

"Wow!"

The tail of the one-horned dragon burst out of the water.

Water drops dripped, and the void blocked Ling Luoyu's path, blocking his way.

With her eyes turning, she stood leisurely and looked sideways at the one-horned dragon.

"Fat man, look at how you should translate the phrase "a good dog doesn't block the road"..."

Feng Chenglin responded and opened the animal language dictionary.

But before he could find the right words, he saw the one-horned dragon arching its body, bending down, its huge head facing Ling Luoyu, and chattering a lot.

After flipping through it for a long time, he finally found the key word——

"Third Young Master, this big snake says...you are not allowed to leave! Unless you open the door at the back and let them go home..."

"You tell it that the premise of wanting me to open the door is their equivalent exchange... If I don't have what I want, I won't give them what they want!"

Feng Chenglin searched for a long time and finally turned over the key words.

Although the pronunciation was not standard, both the bat ancestor and the one-horned dragon understood its meaning.

After the two sides looked at each other, they fell into silence.

After a long time, the one-horned dragon replied in a low voice: "That thing... it's not that we don't want to give it, but that we can't give it..."

"Can't give it?" Feng Chenglin sneered: "You don't want to give it at all, right?"

The bat ancestor was silent, just looking at the one-horned dragon quietly.

The latter hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and pointed at the darkness, his voice as deep as stone: "What you want is in there..."