kvmb Chapter 140 Haircut
Chapter 140 Haircut
The two cautiously stepped into the room, which was dimly lit with only faint light filtering through the crack in the door.
The moment they stepped into the room, the dragon, which had been sleeping peacefully, suddenly opened its enormous eyes, which seemed to be burning with raging flames.
Its gaze was sharp and fierce, as if it could pierce through one's soul.
"It seems that this big guy is the dungeon boss we're going to face," Song Wanning said softly, her voice trembling slightly, but her eyes gleamed with determination and courage.
Ye Chuxue, who was standing to the side, gripped the staff tightly in her hand and shouted without hesitation, "I'll test its power first!"
Before she finished speaking, she raised her staff, which was shining with a blue light, high in the air and began chanting incantations.
With a wave of her arm, a dazzling blue light shot straight towards the dragon like lightning.
However, the dragon merely shook its enormous head slightly, seemingly ignoring the attack entirely.
Then, it suddenly opened its blood-red maw, and a torrent of scorching flames erupted out, as turbulent as a volcanic eruption. Seeing this, Ye Chuxue quickly dodged to the side.
Despite her quick reaction, the scorching flames still grazed her body, instantly scorching a lock of her hair, and filling the air with a burnt smell.
"Be careful! This dragon has extremely high defense; ordinary spells are completely ineffective against it."
While loudly reminding Ye Chuxue, Song Wanning quickly drew her signature weapon from her waist—a long spear that gleamed coldly.
With a flash, she sped towards the dragon like a gust of wind.
Seeing that someone dared to approach, the dragon immediately opened its enormous mouth, big enough to swallow a small mountain, and pounced down.
Song Wanning displayed astonishing agility, leaping lightly to skillfully avoid the dragon's fatal bite and then jumping onto its back.
Then, she gripped the spear tightly with both hands and used all her strength to thrust it fiercely into the gap between the dragon scales.
The dragon, severely wounded, let out a painful roar. It began to frantically twist its massive body, trying to throw Song Wanning off.
But Song Wanning clung tightly to the spear, her feet firmly planted on the dragon's back, refusing to let go no matter how the dragon struggled.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Chuxue launched another attack.
She concentrated and rapidly chanted complex incantations.
A powerful magical force gradually gathered at the tip of her staff, its light growing increasingly dazzling until it finally formed a huge blue sphere.
"Frost Cone Blows Through the Prison!" Ye Chuxue shouted, forcefully pointing her staff forward.
In an instant, countless sharp ice shards shot out from the blue sphere of light, raining down on the dragon. These ice shards were incredibly fast, carrying a chilling aura, and slammed into the dragon's body.
After being struck by a barrage of ice shards, the dragon's movements became noticeably slower. Its previously ferocious aura was also suppressed to some extent, and it was no longer as fierce as before.
Seizing the opportunity, Song Wanning plunged her spear deep into the dragon's neck. The dragon let out a mournful cry, crashed to the ground, and vanished in specks of light.
"Well done!" The two exchanged a glance, then smiled with delight and gave each other a high five in perfect unison to celebrate their hard-won victory.
Just then, a dazzling light flashed by, as if tearing the entire space apart. After the light gradually dissipated, the two found themselves back in the familiar yet unfamiliar environment outside.
"They're back!" Someone shouted first, and instantly everyone's eyes turned to the direction where the two were.
The person who had spoken with Ye Chuxue and the other person earlier quickly stepped forward, his face full of concern, and asked anxiously, "You're finally out! How are you? Are you hurt anywhere?"
Ye Chuxue gently shook her head to indicate that she was fine, and then slowly opened her palm.
On her fair and delicate palm lay a crystal-clear, dreamlike, and beautiful pale blue jade.
The jade emits a faint glow, like twinkling stars in the night sky, making people turn their heads to look at it.
"This is... does this mean you've successfully cleared that dungeon?" Upon seeing the jade stone, the person's eyes widened in disbelief, and he couldn't help but ask.
Ye Chuxue nodded slightly in response. Seeing this, the man couldn't help but exclaim sincerely, "This is truly unexpected! I never imagined that you would actually be able to successfully clear this extremely difficult dungeon."
Song Wanning, standing to the side, simply smiled faintly and remained silent. Ye Chuxue, however, smiled and said to the man, "Thank you for your concern, but we have some matters to attend to and cannot stay here any longer. Farewell."
After saying that, he took Song Wanning's hand, turned around and left, leaving behind a group of people who were still immersed in the shock just now and could not come back to their senses for a long time.
The two of them rushed back to their residence like arrows released from a bow.
As soon as she entered the room, Ye Chuxue couldn't wait to examine the mysterious jade in her hand.
The jade was pale blue all over, crystal clear, like white mutton fat jade, but no matter how she looked at it repeatedly, she could not see anything special about it.
"What's the use of this jade? It's really baffling!" Ye Chuxue frowned slightly, muttering to herself with a puzzled expression. Song Wanning, standing beside her, also shook her head repeatedly, indicating that she was equally clueless about it.
Seeing that she couldn't figure it out, Ye Chuxue gently placed the jade on the table, then her body went limp and she collapsed onto the soft sofa like a lump of mud.
Just then, Song Wanning suddenly remembered that in the previous instance, a patch of Ye Chuxue's beautiful hair had been accidentally burned.
So Song Wanning quickly walked to Ye Chuxue's side, sat down slowly, and then gently lifted Ye Chuxue's head to examine the charred parts closely.
With just one glance, Song Wanning breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, it's only a small part that's burnt, it's not too serious."
"However, it still needs to be trimmed properly." With that, she lightly raised her hand and took out a small and exquisite pair of scissors from her storage ring.
Upon hearing this, Ye Chuxue nodded obediently, letting Song Wanning do as she pleased, like a docile little lamb.
Holding the scissors, Song Wanning stared intently at the burnt strands of hair on Ye Chuxue's head, each cut made with utmost care and meticulousness.
Her focused expression was as if she were sculpting a unique work of art, so much so that Ye Chuxue couldn't help but be lost in thought as she looked at her.