Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off novel Chapter 360

Chapter 360: Chapter 360: Xuan Long: The Proud Snake

Stove let out a determined nod.

He immediately leaped into the air, his small body unraveling into dozens of thick, thorn-covered vines that grew at a terrifying speed.

The vines shot upward like green lightning, snaking through the air toward the terrified young birdman of the Bird Tribe.

He tried to flap his wings and fly higher, but it was too late.

The vines wrapped around his legs, his wings, and finally his neck, squeezing tight. With a violent jerk, Stove dragged him straight out of the sky.

THUD!

The young birdman hit the muddy ground hard, face-first.

The impact was so hard, he literally felt like his beak had broken.

Stove didn’t stop there. He snickered and began dragging the useless man through the mud and rocks.

The young birdman was tied up like a bundle of vines, swallowing dirt and leaves as he was pulled along.

Finally, Stove jumps onto the back of Rong Ye’s fox form.

The remaining bird warriors in the sky went completely silent. Their eyes were wide with horror as they watched their prince being handled by a "demon plant."

"Black magic!" one of them shrieked, his voice filled with pure terror.

"She is a bad female! She is a servant from the Black Temple!"

"Run! Run before she curses us all!" the others screamed.

The Bird Tribe members scrambled, flapping their wings so hard they lost feathers, fleeing toward the clouds as fast as they could. They didn’t even look back at their captured prince.

On the ground, the bird man was shivering so hard his teeth were chattering.

He looked at the glowing green vines and the fierce expressions of the husbands, and he was so scared that he actually wet himself right there in the mud.

Stove’s vines twitched in disgust. He used one of his smaller, thorny vines to smack the prince hard across the back of the head. Whack!

"How dare you dirty my vines!" Stove seemed to hiss through the rustling of his leaves. "I’ll make you rub every inch of them clean once we stop!"

While Su Qinglan felt a bit of satisfaction seeing the bully humbled, she noticed her husband’s expressions had shifted.

Hu Yan, Xuan Long, Han Jue, Rong Ye and Shi Feng all had faces that turned dark and grim the moment they heard the words "Black Temple."

In this world, being called a servant of the Black Temple was a death sentence. It meant you were an enemy of all living things.

By using her power so openly, Su Qinglan had scared off the birds, but she had also put a target on her back that was far more dangerous than any beast tide.

"Lan Lan," Hu Yan growled softly, his tiger eyes scanning the fleeing birds.

"Those cowards will spread that rumor to every tribe in the forest. We can’t stay in this region anymore."

Su Qinglan looked at the pathetic, mud-covered prince and then at her worried husbands.

She knew she had done what was necessary, but the price of their safety was getting higher by the hour.

Xuan Long’s eyes shone with a cold, dangerous light. His pupils narrowed into thin black lines as he stared at the dark sky.

Above them, the remaining birdmen flapped their wings wildly, screaming as they tried to escape.

Did they really think they could shout those cursed words and fly away?

Did they think they could dirty his female’s name with the filth of the Black Temple and still live?

To Xuan Long, Su Qinglan was everything.

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