Prince and I in Desert Island

"Scoundrel, he's here. What should we do?" Wang Yao panicked and nervously held my hand.    

    

"It's fine, Yao Yao, aren't you hungry? "When I finish him off, we'll have a big meal together," I consoled Wang Yao.    

    

"Yeah, but can you beat him?" Wang Yao nodded before looking at me with uncertainty.    

    

"Believe me, for you, I must cut him down today. I must cut him down without mercy!" I said, acting all cool. It was as if winning against that freak was a piece of cake.    

    

"Mhmm, big scoundrel, take care of him. Don't give me any face!" Wang Yao made an encouraging gesture.    

    

"Hahahahahaha! Interesting!" The vulgar voice rang out again. A small crack appeared on the previously seamless metal wall, slowly growing bigger until a round piece of metal flew out.    

    

I have never seen this kind of strange door before. I have also seen many strange door mechanisms, but this is the first time I've seen such a flawlessly concealed metal door.    

    

I think it must have come from a famous master of the Old Eastern Kingdom, because they are very good at it.    

    

The door opened a crack and a red-hot chain burst through the crack, striking me in the neck.    

    

It's easy to dodge an arrow on the surface but hard to guard against an arrow on the inside. I thought to myself that I was ambushed yesterday and even used the same old trick today. What a joke, will I fall down in the same pit twice?    

    

But I did fall again, and I opened my hand to grab the chain, but it cleverly avoided my hands as if it had eyes, and wrapped around my neck.    

    

I was dragged out by the chain again. But this time I was on guard, and my hands were on the chain, so it didn't catch my breath.    

    

I was dragged along, the same thin little man on the fiery steed, dragging me around in circles as he had done yesterday, but after the restoration of the Eye of Resurrection pendant last night and the reconciliation of Yin and Yang with Yao's wife, my wounds were all healed, and I felt that apart from a little hunger, the strength in my body had increased a lot.    

    

I followed closely behind the Hell Flame Unicorn. The horse was running faster and faster, and the iron chains in my hands were no longer tight. The speed of the fire horse had reached its limit, and its speed could be said to be fast.    

    

I wasn't an easy target either, and as I ran faster and faster after him, I felt that I could get even faster, and I sped up again. Gradually I got closer and closer to the flaming horse, and then the thin, middle-aged man turned his head to look at me from time to time, his eyes turning from the initial scorn to surprise.    

    

Perhaps even in his dreams, he never would have thought that the me now was on a completely different level from the dregs he crushed yesterday.    

    

Three days of separation is like a whole new level of respect. It hasn't been three days yet, but my strength has increased by leaps and bounds, and I know that this is inextricably linked to Yao Yao's sacrifice.    

    

After another lap, when I was running alongside the flaming horse, I easily undid the red chain around my neck that gave no warmth to me at all.    

    

As we ran side by side, I saw that the horse was not as fast as it was before. Although it was fast, it was obviously weak, but I didn't feel tired at all. It was as if there was an inexhaustible strength in my body.    

    

The man on the fire horse looked at me in disbelief. He thought that he must have misjudged me. He even rubbed his eyes.    

    

"Hey, is the Infernal Fire Qilin your horse or you?" I talked to him easily.    

    

"I'm a Hell's Traitor, and my mount is called a Fire Qilin." The man on top of the Fire Qilin answered without hesitation.    

    

"How did you do it?" The hell rebel measured me.