Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages

154 Legendary Dragon

Wait! Dragon!

Fang Ping tried again. That’s right, the one fighting the Demonic Flame Chimera was indeed a Dragon!

Fang Ping was still looking forward to seeing the Dragon, just like how he was curious about the Skeleton Soldiers.

Fang Ping had always wanted to see what kind of creature a Dragon was.

!!

However, to be able to cause such an avalanche, it was probably a Legendary-grade creature like the Demon Flame Chimera.

He was too weak now, so it was better to stay away.

He ran back to the team.

Huge pits were dug in the snow one after another. At this moment, they were counting the number of people.

“…48, 49, we’re still missing one. Let’s look at each other and see who’s missing. Fang Ping, what’s the situation ahead?”

Elsa and the others on the snowy ground were all looking at Fang Ping.

“The Lord’s Guards and carriages were not hit by the avalanche. Ivan is nowhere to be seen. The Demon Flame Chimera is fighting an adult Lightning Wyvern.”

As soon as Fang Ping finished speaking, the sound of the snow spread.

“An adult Lightning Wyvern. Is it a Dragon?”

“Didn’t the last Dragon of Xiluo Continent die at the hands of General Vincent?”

“Did you see wrongly?”

“I knew it. There must be Dragons. I want to get the title of Dragon Hunter in the future!”

“Quiet!” Elsa said to Fang Ping, “Alright, take a rest.”

Then, she turned around. “Who’s the missing person?”

“It’s Mai Wen,” one of them answered. “Before the avalanche, he seemed to have gone farther, probably in that direction.”

“Andre, take three people and dig around here. The rest of you, follow me. I want to see the person, dead or alive.”

“Yes.”

The sitting people got up, and Elsa led them down the hill.

Fang Ping looked at the vast expanse of white.

Could he survive this?

He dug on the spot and only found a backpack. He did not find any traces of humans.

Mai Wen had probably been washed down.

At the foot of the hill, figures were busy.

Fang Ping and Andre were digging out the things under the snow and throwing them aside.

The third person was Stacy. Her face was covered in blood, and her back had been hit by a rock. She was lying on the snow in a bad state.

Originally, the third one wanted to call out to Qing Niao, but Elsa took him away after he recovered.

There was another person sitting at the side and watching.

Xiang Yu, or Mu Xi.

Under such a powerful avalanche, Fang Ping was already surprised that he was completely unscathed. However, climbing out of the snow had consumed a lot of his stamina. His arms were hanging low, and he was still panting heavily.

“Andre, is the outside world all so dangerous?”

Andre dug out a backpack from the snow and threw it out. He replied casually, “You call this dangerous? Then you underestimate this world. This is at most a side dish. A real feast is still far from it.”

“Will we die?”

“Of course. Because I don’t know when I’ll die, I have to complete what I want to do while I’m alive.”

“I don’t want to die. I haven’t lived long enough.”

“Hahaha, then it’s not up to you.”

Fang Ping quickly patted Andre. “Be quiet. If another avalanche comes, you’ll really die.”

Xiang Yu waved his hand. “Um, your name is Fang Ping, right? Did you see a Dragon just now?”

“How can you speak like that? Where are your manners?”

Andre was quite interested in this. “Fang Ping, did you really see a Dragon?”

Fang Ping nodded. “Yes, an adult Lightning Dragon. It’s just that it’s too far away for me to see clearly. I reckon that the avalanche just now was caused by him. It should be a Legendary-grade creature too.”

“I really want to see it! A Legendary Dragon.”

“If the Devil Flame Chimera can kill him, then we should be able to see it.”

Xiang Yu continued, “Why kill him? I heard from the bard that there used to be dragoons. Capture him and make him a mount.”

Andre explained, “A mount can only be a permanent energy creature. It’s a Dragon, so it can’t be a mount.”

“It’s the same thing.”

Andre wanted to explain further when he heard a faint voice coming from the foot of the hill.

“There he is!”

“Still alive!”

Looking down, figures quickly gathered. They must have found Mai Wen.

Fang Ping estimated the distance. This charge was at least a few hundred to a thousand meters. To be able to survive this, Mai Wen’s strength was indeed not bad.

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However, after a while, the crowd quickly dispersed and searched the surrounding snow. No one knew what was going on.

Hadn’t Mai Wen already found it?

They were too far away, so he didn’t know what they were doing.

Fang Ping kept his head down, digging his backpack.

By the time he was done rummaging through the snow, he had probably found everything. Fang Ping sat on the snow and rested for a while.

Andre patted the snow off his body. “Fang Ping, you rest first. I’ll go and see what’s going on.”

“Okay.”

As Andre ran away, Fang Ping glanced at Xiang Yu. He had fallen asleep leaning against his backpack. No wonder it was much quieter.

Then he looked at Stacy. She was lying on her sleeping bag, her head on one side. She, too, was asleep.

Fang Ping found a place with a slope and sat down, half lying down. He thought about what Andre had just told Xiang Yu. What did he have to do?

Swimming across the continent was just a very broad goal. Fang Ping had not thought of what exactly to do.

...

Become a top-notch expert, dominate the continent, and lead mankind to glory?

Fang Ping was not interested.

Or a sweet relationship?

Fang Ping was deep in thought when he heard a commotion. He sat up and four people carrying a simple stretcher walked over.

On the stretcher was Mai Wen.

Mai Wen was also a burly man similar to Andre, but he was not as strong as Andre.

He also advocated strength and hard power. Fang Ping’s way of taking easy whenever possible and joining the Elite Team was disgraceful in his eyes. In addition, he was also a short-term student, so he basically had no interaction with Fang Ping.

Mai Wen, who was on the stretcher, groaned softly. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his facial features were curled together.

Fang Ping also noticed that something was missing from the blood-stained stretcher.

One leg was missing.

“Water, water, I’m so thirsty!”

“I’ve lost too much blood. I can’t drink water. Fang Ping, find a blanket and bring one over first.”

As Mogotin shouted, Fang Ping hurried over. He remembered that he had just dug out one.

Placing Mai Wen on the ground, Fang Ping carried the blanket over and covered him with it.

Fang Ping saw it too. Mai Wen’s right leg was almost completely gone. The irregular wound was bleeding, and there was a piece of skin hanging off.

How painful would it be when the entire thing was torn apart…

Fang Ping quickly covered himself with the blanket. Out of sight, out of mind.

Healing potions could only heal wounds. It seemed impossible to grow a limb out of thin air.

Fang Ping had no idea what the others were looking for.

After drinking the healing potion, there was nothing else to do at this time. The person carrying the stretcher continued to search. Fang Ping sat down again to rest.

However, it was easier said than done to find a leg under such a powerful avalanche. Humans could cry out, but legs could not.