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"Be careful with your ass, I can't hold on any longer!" Xiang Xueer cursed under her breath. After several rounds of 360-degree and 720-degree flips, her limbs were already numb, and she could barely keep herself up.
"Ah!" She let out a scream as the Black Dragon shook its head, decisively throwing her into the air. She could see the little birds flying around and the sun gradually revealing its face.
Before her body could fall, a shadow rushed in, and the Black Dragon's massive mouth swallowed her whole. Instantly, darkness enveloped her, and the sticky liquid and foul smell around her made it hard for her to breathe.
"Does this guy not even brush his teeth?" She struggled to get up, reaching out to touch a cold pillar. It was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything. She pulled out the Fire Starter from her waist, lit it, and realized she was standing on the Black Dragon's tongue, surrounded by rows of its fangs.
"Shirley!" Lian Cheng Xue's eyes widened as he watched helplessly as she was swallowed by the Black Dragon. He frantically raised his Black Iron Sword, wanting to rush over to save her.
Taotie quickly turned around, trying to escape. Its Red Eyes glanced over at him; they were the next target.
"Oh dear, oh dear, it seems it's all over!" The Cat Demon leaned against the window, pouting as he watched the battle outside, muttering, "I thought they were impressive; turns out they're just mediocre!"
"Old Cat, who are you talking about?" A woman's sultry voice came from behind. The Cat Demon glanced back to see a woman in a red plum blossom long gown. Judging by her voice, she seemed to be in her twenties—tall and enchanting—with long hair trailing on the ground. She wore a white mask with a red ribbon tied behind it.
"No Woman, you're too slow; it's already over here!" The Cat Demon pouted, indicating the Black Dragon outside that was having fun: "The boss is in good spirits today; look!"
No Woman, the third general under the Black Dragon Saint Lord, turned her head and peered through the white mask at the revealed form of the Black Dragon Saint Lord across from her. With a puzzled expression, she asked, "I sensed an intruder just now; it seems someone got here first!"
At the very top of the ancient castle sat a massive Ox-faced Demon with an iron ring hanging from his nostrils and sharp black horns on his head. He lounged on the tiles outside the tower, casually drinking from a wine gourd while boredly watching the battle outside.
"Burp!" He opened his mouth and let out a loud belch before drunkenly lying back on the castle tiles and muttering to the sky, "Ah, this is so boring."
"Heh heh! Old Bull, you've had too much to drink again!" A tall man with a scruffy beard and a disheveled appearance emerged from below the ladder. He walked over with droopy eyelids and raised one eyebrow as he stared at him: "I knew you were hiding here enjoying yourself!"
He reached into his half-open shirt to scratch his chest before sitting down beside the Ox Demon and taking a swig from the wine gourd: "Wow, that's spicy!"
“Heizhu, don't let the fleas on you spread everywhere!” Ox Demon glared at him, who was scratching his hands incessantly, sitting up and staring at the black dragon in the air. “You are at least the First General under Holy Monarch, can't you maintain some image?”
“Wow, old cow, how about I let you take over as First General?” The man named Heizhu still wore a disheveled expression. The two of them slumped their shoulders, showing no interest in the battle before them, quickly grabbing a wine jug and chatting while drinking.
Xiang Xueer, who had been swallowed by the black dragon, faced her greatest crisis; figuring out how to escape from this guy's mouth was her most pressing concern.
I don’t want to be your midnight snack, to enter your stomach, then dissolve in gastric acid and be expelled as feces. I’m not done living yet!
“Shirley, Shirley!” She could hear Lian Cheng Xue shouting outside. This idiot still hadn’t left. There was no other choice; she had to cause a ruckus inside this beast’s belly.
Now, with a series of eighteen consecutive kicks on this guy's tongue, followed by a stab with her dagger and a full set of Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, damn it, she hadn’t even managed to injure it at all. Inside the black dragon's mouth, Xiang Xueer felt like she had developed an ulcer; it was neither painful nor itchy. She stretched her neck and with a gulp, was swallowed down into its belly.
“Ah!” Her feet felt a squirming motion as the barbs on the tongue caused her pain, pushing her down further. The sticky liquid and suffocating space bound her body; she struggled to get out but only slid deeper into the black dragon's esophagus.
“Damn it!” Xiang Xueer cursed loudly as her Fire Starter fell from her hand. Inside this guy's belly was complete darkness; she couldn’t see her fingers in front of her face. A sour and rotten smell assaulted her senses; it seemed she had entered this guy’s stomach.
Damn it, I can’t move! The stomach wall wrapped around her body, binding her hands and feet so she couldn’t stretch out. The gastric acid began to envelop her body gradually, and her clothes were already starting to corrode from the liquid.
The foul smell, thin air, and her body stuck tightly inside—what should I do? Am I really going to become Demon Dragon's breakfast today and then be expelled as feces, leaving nothing behind?
“Shirley, Shirley!” Gradually, the suffocating air made her slip into unconsciousness. Her brain began to lack oxygen, and her consciousness became muddled. Who—who is calling me? Is it Lian Cheng Xue? Is he still outside?
This idiot hasn’t escaped yet? She slowly opened her eyes; in her dazed state, a pair of Red Eyes stared intently at her. She tried to clear her mind: “I recognize you; you are the Witch, princess of the demon realm!”
The red pupils contracted rapidly like a beast’s. A voice within her body began cursing incessantly: “What a useless thing! You’ve dragged me into becoming food for the black dragon!”
"Hahaha!" She sneered a few times and mockingly said, "I'm truly sorry, but it's a pity that the dignified Demon Realm Princess would end up like me, turning into feces!"
"Hmph! Although I promised my father, when it comes to life and death, it seems I have no choice but to take action myself!" The Witch finally lost her temper. She shouted, "Fool, go to sleep!"
In an instant, Xiang Xueer lost consciousness. When she opened her eyes again, her evil red pupils were no longer chaotic. A terrifying smile crept across her lips as she forcefully raised one hand and struggled out of the cramped space.
"Hmm?" The Black Dragon was smugly thinking about swallowing Taotie and Lian Cheng Xue when suddenly it felt something strange in its body; its stomach was churning uncomfortably. What was happening?
Just as it was puzzled, a sudden sharp pain struck. The Witch's hand pierced through its stomach, tearing it open as she walked out from within. The black gas surrounding her swirled around like a tornado, moving upward through its stomach.
"Ah!" The Black Dragon let out a miserable scream as its torn intestines caused it to roll wildly in mid-air. Everyone was stunned—what on earth was happening?
"What’s going on?" Lian Cheng Xue stared in shock at the Black Dragon's pained expression. Taotie quickly realized something and sneered, "Hmph! It seems swallowing the master isn't as easy as it thought."
Inside the castle, the Cat Demon and No Woman were also startled by the scene before them. No Woman pointed at the writhing Black Dragon Saint Lord and asked, "Holy Monarch, what happened? Did it eat something bad?"
The Cat Demon scratched its yellow forehead in confusion: "Strange, it looks like the boss is dancing!"
"Ah?" No Woman stared at the Black Dragon howling in pain and asked with a conflicted expression, "No way, dancing shouldn't look this terrifying, right?"
Just as everyone was still trying to figure out what was happening, there was a loud 'bang,' and a large hole exploded open on the Black Dragon's back. A figure surged out from the bloody hole, surrounded by a black whirlwind. The powerful magical energy made it impossible to tell who this person was.
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