My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome

Chapter 121: Chapter 120 Lingling

The rooftop was shrouded in the night, and Shao Zifeng stood still as Feng Qing twitched incessantly, bound by the vines.

“Heehee~”

The elemental spirit giggled as it floated out from behind the deer and pounced towards Shao Zifeng’s face.

Having the deer block the path had been a decoy; the main goal was to draw out the elemental spirit.

The elemental spirit hugged Shao Zifeng’s face with its tiny arms and rubbed against it. It floated onto his shoulder, grabbed onto his ears with its small hands and swung its short legs back and forth.

It was a good thing that the water tower provided shelter from the wind; otherwise, he really feared the little guy would be blown away.

Shao Zifeng kicked Feng Yong, who was lying on the ground: “Elemental spirit, hang him up.”

“Swoosh!”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a whoosh sounded from behind. The elemental spirit’s tiny face instantly turned cold, its jade-like eyes swirling with a green glow, and without turning its head, it waved its little hand.

“Hiss!!”

Shao Zifeng heard a miserable hiss from behind him and hurriedly turned around. Although he sensed the malice targeting him, his reaction was not as quick as the elemental spirit’s.

The green bamboo snake was nailed to the concrete slab by dark-green Wood Thorns. Its grass-green body coiled into a ball, incessantly writhing and twisting, casting off specks of blood. The latter half of its body wrapped around the Wood Thorn, attempting to pull it out, only to leave more bloody marks on it.

“Hee!”

The elemental spirit radiated photons that twinkled like stars, huffing as it floated up from Shao Zifeng’s shoulder.

It hovered in midair, hands on hips, while the other pointed at the green bamboo snake, emitting an angry “heehee” as if to scold it.

After a long while, seeing the green bamboo snake only twitching in pain and ignoring it, the little guy grew even angrier.

With a flick of its hand, a thorny whip full of barbs appeared in its grasp, and it coldly stared at the green bamboo snake.

“Snap!”

“Hiss!”

The continuous lash of the whip, accompanied by the sound of tearing air, struck the green bamboo snake. Shao Zifeng watched as it got whipped until its skin split and flesh flew about, making his scalp tingle.

This little one… so fierce, huh?

He had never noticed this before.

Even the always tranquil deer went up and kicked it a few times.

The green bamboo snake lay limp on the ground, barely breathing, and Shao Zifeng quickly called out to the elemental spirit, “That’s enough, Lingling, any more and you’ll kill it.”

Hearing Shao Zifeng’s voice, the elemental spirit immediately stopped and obediently retracted the whip.

Suddenly, the elemental spirit paused, recalling Shao Zifeng’s words just now.

“Heehee? Hee, hee, heehee?”

(Lingling? Did you call, me, Lingling?)

Joy shone in the large eyes that occupied a third of the elemental spirit’s face. It flew in front of Shao Zifeng’s face, pointed at itself with its small hand, and zipped around gleefully.

“Yeah, Lingling, sounds nice, doesn’t it?” Shao Zifeng wore a kindly expression, as if to say you’re so smart to have realized that I named you.

In reality, he was just too lazy to say the extra couple of syllables.

“Heehee!”

The ethereal laughter echoed in the depths of Shao Zifeng’s heart as the elemental spirit happily rubbed itself against his face again.

It then returned to its throne, kicking its tiny feet happily, completely losing the fierce demeanor it had just now.

Lingling…

A twitch crossed Shao Zifeng’s lips; he couldn’t believe that the name he had casually called out was liked so much by the spirit, it actually made him feel a bit ashamed.

Maybe he would give it a proper name when he had time.

Well, never mind.

Let’s talk about that when the child grows up.

After dealing with Wood Thorn, Shao Zifeng watched Feng Qing who was on the ground, struggling to lift his head, “Lingling, hang him up.”

Lingling’s big eyes narrowed into crescents, and with a small gesture of her hand, the vine contracted and hung Feng Qing upside down.

Feng Qing kept his eyes tightly shut, his pancake face covered with a stream of nosebleed, Shao Zifeng took a few steps forward, “Shall we talk about the rules?”

Hearing the voice and furious with embarrassment, Feng Qing suddenly opened his eyes, and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm at Shao Zifeng.

Lingling’s eyes flashed slightly, and a slender vine shot out. The leaves on it wrapped around the bloody phlegm and flung it backward, sending it flying back into Feng Qing’s mouth.

Feng Qing’s face turned from green to white, and he heaved a few times.

“Damn it!” Shao Zifeng, fearing he might actually throw up, retreated a few steps in disgust and asked from a distance, “I’m just asking what the rules are, why are you making such a fuss?”

“Pah! Even if you beat me to death today, throw me down from here and I die, I won’t tell you,” Feng Qing felt wronged inside. Wasn’t it just that he said this guy didn’t follow the rules? Why did he have to explain the rules to him? This guy must be a pervert.

Shao Zifeng looked at Feng Qing, whose face was resolute, and after a moment of silence, he admitted admiringly, “Fine, you’re really a man of the underworld, Lingling.”

“Hehe.” Lingling nodded understandingly, with a hint of green light flowing in her eyes.

“Damn it!” Feng Qing only felt a force pulling him upwards, then he was flung towards the periphery of the rooftop.

The biting cold wind cut across his face like knives, and as the scenery flew by, Feng Qing’s snot and tears streamed out, unable to control the fear in his heart any longer, “Ahhhhhhhh!!!”

…

“Big Brother! I’ve told you everything,” Feng Qing shivered, sitting limp on the ground, hugging the barely breathing Wood Thorn.

At this point, his clothes were disheveled, his hair blown to one side by the wind, his face frozen to a bluish tone, his teeth chattering away.

Shao Zifeng, holding a small deer, looked speechlessly toward the still-open stairway door.

He thought it was about some rule, but it turned out to be because the underground forces management bureau of Dragon City had too few staff and visitors, and the staff, to make things easier for themselves, had established a rule.

At night, anyone going down from the rooftop for five floors had to lock the door from the inside, and those who came after and found the door locked must not force their way in but wait for the person inside to finish their business and exit. Only then would the lock switch from being locked from the inside to being locked from the outside.

Even if the person who finished their business didn’t exit through this way, the lock would automatically switch after a certain amount of time.

Feng Qing, seeing the door wide open, actually felt a bit cowed. He just shouted a couple of times to put on a show; who knew Wood Thorn would really find the person hiding.

Shao Zifeng, knowing everything now, suddenly felt quite melancholic. Feng Qing kept insisting that he had broken the rules, and he thought it was some high and mighty rule of the underworld, but after all this…

Is this it??

Feng Qing looked cautiously at Shao Zifeng who was gazing at the sky, his teeth chattering, his face pitiful, “Big… Brother, can I… go now?”

Shao Zifeng was still stargazing.

“Big… Big Brother?” Feng Qing tentatively called out.

The little deer lifted its head, saw Shao Zifeng’s vacant eyes, and stuck out its tender little tongue.

Schlurp.

A tingling sensation spread throughout his body.

“Oh,” Shao Zifeng came back to his senses, looked at Feng Qing who looked expectant, “What did you say?”

“Big Brother, can I go now?” Feng Qing’s face was full of weakness, helplessness, and a humble expression.

“You can go. Remember, don’t talk about things you shouldn’t. Also, don’t come here for three days; it’s for your own good,” Shao Zifeng glanced at him, his interest somewhat lacking.

I was distracted again just now.

When fighting without thinking, I was fine, but why did I get distracted as soon as I thought about the so-called rules?

Hiss.

Could it be…

Shao Zifeng’s heart grew heavy.

Does Heaven also think I should just be a pretty boy who doesn’t use his brain?