sbdcsierra Chapter 254 The Mysterious Lake
Chapter 254 The Mysterious Lake
Chapter 254 The Mysterious Lake
"Stop dawdling. This place is getting a bit creepy when it's quiet. We'd better leave as soon as possible."
[Qingsong was slightly surprised: Sigh... So you do know what creepy is! Weren't you afraid when you planned to come alone?]
[Bronze Heart says: It's really rare to hear the word "creepy" from you.]
[Qingshan thought to himself: I thought you were really fearless!]
The three of them secretly complained to themselves.
“Then… Miss Long, why don’t you try carrying the prince on your back?” Qing Tong said. “If you really can’t carry him, don’t force yourself. You’ll hurt your back and that would be troublesome.”
Long Chuqing turned her gaze to Qingzhou, "He looks noticeably lighter than the other three, I'll carry him!"
"That's really inappropriate!" Qingsong advised. "Actually, the prince's weight is about the same as Qingzhou's."
Long Chuqing tucked the phoenix feather whip into his waistband, with the Dream Eater hanging from it.
She bent down slightly, placing her hands on her slightly bent legs. "That's enough, put it up now."
Qingshan and Qingtong helped Xiao Han onto Long Chuqing's back. When they placed Xiao Han on Long Chuqing's back, she stumbled and almost lost her balance.
Long Chuqing thought to herself: Oh my god, it's quite heavy...
When a person loses consciousness, their muscles completely relax, and their autonomy decreases.
When relaxed, the body loses tension and cannot maintain balance, which is why a sleeping person feels heavier than a conscious person.
"Miss Long, are you alright?" Qing Tong helped Xiao Han up and asked worriedly, "If you can't carry me, don't force yourself. If you get injured because of this, how will we explain it to the Prince!"
"It's nothing, it's nothing. I was just not prepared." Long Chuqing said in a muffled voice, holding her breath.
She pulled Xiao Han's arms, which were draped over his shoulders, forward to a suitable position, and with the help of Qing Tong and Qing Shan, she stretched her hands back to steadily support Xiao Han's legs.
Long Chuqing walked forward with difficulty, Xiao Han's head resting on her shoulder, his two long legs swinging back and forth.
To be honest, the scene looked rather incongruous, even somewhat unseemly and embarrassing.
As if afraid of being thrown off, Xiao Han subconsciously reached out and wrapped his arms around Long Chuqing's neck.
Qing Tong, Qing Song, and Qing Shan all frowned, looking at Long Chuqing who was staggering in front of them, feeling that she might fall down at any moment.
Bronze raised his hand to his forehead, feeling he couldn't bear to look.
"Fortunately, it's the middle of the night, and no one else saw us. Otherwise, the prince would have lost all face and reputation."
"Are you sure you can manage? Don't strain your back or drop the prince," Qingshan said worriedly.
"Let's keep up!" Qingsong said. "If it gets too difficult, the three of us can each carry one, and the other two can support it together."
"Okay... let's do it this way."
"Let's go..."
They carried the other three people down the mountain.
Long Chuqing pulled Xiao Han forward to keep him from falling, and gasped for breath, "I can't go on, Feng Yu, give me a hand."
"Heh...all you do is show off." Feng Yu retorted mercilessly.
An invisible force flowed from the phoenix feather whip, gently lifting Xiao Han up.
Long Chuqing instantly felt a sense of relief, and Xiao Han on her back also felt much lighter.
My back straightened up, and my steps became much lighter.
"This makes things much easier, thank you, Feng Yu."
"You're welcome."
"By the way, why didn't you help me when I was carrying it so hard at the beginning? I had to ask you for help before you did."
"Who told you to put on a brave face? I want to see how long you can keep it up."
Long Chuqing was speechless for a moment.
"Is Feifeng here?" She suddenly remembered Feifeng.
"I'm here, Qingqing."
"Thank goodness... I thought I'd left you behind!"
Fei Feng said, "The prince is holding me in his arms!"
"In my arms? I knew something felt like it was stuck in my back! Turns out it was you stuck there."
"Put it flat, my back is hurting from being pressed down."
"it is good......"
"Hey, have you noticed that Miss Long's pace seems to have quickened, and she looks much more relaxed?"
Qingshan noticed that Long Chuqing's pace had quickened considerably, and that she carried the load with ease, without the initial strain and difficulty she had shown.
"Perhaps she's gotten used to it!" Qingsong also noticed: "After all, Miss Long is a martial artist."
“That’s certainly possible,” Bronze agreed.
.......
Xiao Han opened his eyes and found himself in a vast, unfamiliar white environment.
Thick fog surrounded me, making it impossible to see anything around me or where I was.
He cautiously made his way forward, trying to leave this strange place.
No matter which way he walked, it seemed like he was standing still.
Just as he was about to give up, a gentle breeze blew by, like silken satin caressing his cheek.
Soon, under the gentle breeze, the thick fog around him began to dissipate, and a clear blue lake appeared before Xiao Han's eyes.
The lake was vast, yet it did not fully reveal itself to Xiao Han, like a shy maiden only showing a glimpse of herself. The calm surface of the lake gave people a sense of tranquility and mystery.
Where is this place? How did I end up here? He didn't remember ever being in a place like this before.
Just then, ripples began to spread across the calm lake surface, and the waves grew larger and larger.
Xiao Han watched the lake surface warily.
"Susu-"
He sensed something moving rapidly below.
"Pop—whoosh"
"Crash-"
A dragon burst straight out of the water, splashing water towards Xiao Han, who instinctively raised his sleeve to shield himself.
He flicked the water droplets off his sleeves and looked closely. A white dragon with a pale golden glow was circling in mid-air, staring straight at him.
"A dragon?" Xiao Han's eyes widened in astonishment, his expression one of disbelief. "This... how is this possible?"
He found it unbelievable; it was completely beyond his comprehension. Wasn't a dragon a mythical creature? How could it appear before him now?
Am I dreaming? He reached out and pinched his cheek.
"Pain? Is this not a dream?" He was momentarily filled with self-doubt.
Just as he was struggling with his decision, the white dragon that was circling in mid-air flew straight towards Xiao Han.
Xiao Han frowned, his mouth slightly open, caught in a brief moment of panic. He instinctively took two steps back, and could even clearly hear his own frantic heartbeat.
What is it going to do? Is it trying to eat me? Should I fight back? No, I definitely can't win. Countless thoughts flashed through Xiao Han's mind.
In an instant, the white dragon was already in front of Xiao Han, its big, watery eyes staring at him.
His heart, which had been pounding with fear, gradually calmed down after seeing those harmless eyes. He felt that those eyes were somewhat familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before.