Chapter 627

An apricot-yellow outer garment wrapped around her neck, shoulders, and waist, with her waist tightly bound by a black leather belt. She wore black tight shorts and matching long boots, with sweat dripping from her forehead.

On her back, she also carried a sword.

The sword was two feet and one inch long, quite extraordinary.

Although wrapped in white cloth, its appearance looked simple and ancient, yet the sword edges on both sides were as thin as cicada wings, sharp enough to cut a hair.

Looking at her face, she appeared to be about sixteen or seventeen, yet she carried such a large sword on her small body; one wondered how she managed to carry it.

On her shoulder, there was also a round-faced, chubby chicken.

This was a very strangely styled young girl.

"Coo, coo, coo."

The next second, the round-faced chubby chicken on the girl's shoulder was making "coo, coo, coo" sounds.

"Are you hungry?"

Hearing this sound, the girl in yellow immediately said: "Ahead is Shang Ziwei; let's go to Shang Ziwei to have a meal and take a rest. We've been busy all day, and I feel I can still take a little rest."

"Coo, coo, coo, coo."

Hearing the girl in yellow's words, the round-faced chubby chicken made a satisfied "coo, coo, coo" sound.

As it made the satisfied "coo, coo, coo" sound, the girl in yellow said helplessly: "But your appetite is too big; you're eating more and more."

"Sigh, I wonder if that dragon will appear again."

The next second, the girl in yellow thought of the dragon she had seen earlier and took a deep breath: "Mother said that when I look for a partner in the future, I must find one related to dragons; dragons and phoenixes are the best match, but those fellows from the Vidyadhara are boring and not in my consideration at all."

"I think that dragon matches you quite well; what do you think?"

"How about this, next time we see that dragon, you transform, and I'll take you over to get to know that dragon?"

"That dragon is truly amazing; it pushed everything aside with just its dragon claws and tail earlier, though I didn't see it on the spot."

"But when it fought that Ambrosial Arbor deer, it was too exaggeratedly powerful; even the deer born from the Ambrosial Arbor was torn apart in mid-air."

"Even in your prime, you wouldn't be able to do that, right?"

The girl in yellow was like a chatterbox, constantly talking to the round-faced chubby chicken on her shoulder.

As she muttered, the round-faced chubby chicken on the girl in yellow's shoulder looked dissatisfied and flapped its little fleshy wings to pat the girl's head. **CHAPTER 628**