Mr. Xiao Lu hugged Lu Xiao, his expression was gloomy, his old tears were full of tears, and he was extremely sad. But the ice monster, which was the culprit, seemed to be enjoying it, staring at Mr. Xiao Lu and Lu Xiao from the side, and let out a low roar or two from time to time. After a while, it rushed towards Lu Xiao again, as if it wanted to cut off its prey.

Mr. Xiao Lu was shocked when he saw this, and raised the tortoise shell in his hand in a panic. The ice monster rushed to Mr. Xiao Lu, and when he saw the tortoise shell, he immediately stopped, stared at the tortoise shell twice, sniffed the smell, and then actually stretched out his long tongue and licked Mr. Xiao Lu's hand. probably regarded Mr. Xiao Lu as the master.

"Get out!" Mr. Xiao Lu was furious, and roared angrily! The ghost was startled, glanced at Mr. Xiao Lu suspiciously, and then turned to look to the left and right.

On the left and right, the summoned large skeleton and the ice monster were entangled and wrestling, indistinguishable. The left and right sides stood aside and leisurely, as if they felt that these two ice monsters were nothing more than that. The ice monster on Mr. Xiao Lu's side saw that his companion and the skeleton were in a stalemate, and immediately rushed over. Seeing that another ice monster also rushed over, thinking that it was coming for him again, he hurriedly retreated, and took out a second painting, ready to give this ice monster some color at any time. But instead of rushing to the left and right, the ice monster threw itself into the hole and fought with its companions. This time, the skeleton fought two ice monsters alone. One ice monster could barely handle it, and two, and he was immediately at a disadvantage. Seeing that the skeleton was weak, he waved his hand and threw out the picture scroll in his hand, which fell right in front of the ice monster.

The ice monster looked down at the scroll that was emitting green smoke, and then looked up at the skeleton in front of him, as if he saw something. Then he lowered his head again and let out a heavy breath towards the scroll on the ground, and a large stream of cold air poured out of the ice monster's mouth and rushed towards the scroll. In an instant, the green smoke on the scroll was frozen into ice. The skeleton was stillborn before he had time to get out of the picture.

"This thing has such a high IQ?" Left and right were obviously frightened by the ice monster's behavior, thinking that the ice monster would come directly to him for trouble after freezing his painting, but the two ice monsters didn't seem to be interested in it, just roared, and then continued to focus on the battle with the skeleton.

I touched the big pocket in my arms left and right, and found that there was only one painting left, and I couldn't help frowning. Because the rest of the painting was extremely important to him, and he had some important things to ask the person in the painting, he would not summon her unless he had to. Now, he could only pin his hopes on the skeleton.

The battle between the skeleton and the two ice monsters intensified, and it grabbed the neck of one of the ice monsters, making the ice monster unable to move, and the other hand resisted the attack of the other ice monster, which seemed to be at ease, but in fact, it was already a desperate fight at the end of the crossbow. Seeing this, I was nervous left and right, and I was a little happy, feeling that my skeleton was the rhythm to promise. But soon his good idea was shattered. The ice monster that had been choked by the neck suddenly opened its mouth, and from its mouth protruded an ice ball, the size of a fist and extremely fast, like a bomb that shot at the skeleton's head.

With a "bang", the skeleton's head was smashed to pieces by the ice monster's protruding ice ball. The hand holding the ice monster suddenly exerted force at the last moment, and the ice monster's neck was instantly broken. The ice monster whose neck was broken let out a cry of pain, and then fell to the ground limply, bursts of white smoke rising from its body, which slowly melted into water like ice cubes.

Seeing his companion fall to the ground, the other ice monster suddenly became extremely irritable, it opened its big mouth and roared angrily at the headless skeleton, the shout resounded through the sky, and the cold air from its mouth instantly froze the skeleton into a solid ice cube. But it didn't stop there, and after the skeleton froze into ice, it lifted one of its front feet and slapped it down hard, shattering the skeleton to pieces. Then, it looked to the left and right.

Looking left and right at the angry ice monster, seeing the murderous aura, his back couldn't help but feel cold, his left hand was put into his arms, he held the last painting, and was ready to fight to the death.

As expected, the ice monster only glanced at him and rushed up. Left and right hurriedly took out the picture scroll, shook it open, and the painting turned out to be an ancient woman, with a graceful posture, a plump body, and a strange appearance. This painting is completely different from the other styles of the left and right, it is a family heirloom that has been passed down for thousands of years in the Zuo family, and the woman in the painting is called the painting slave!

The ice monster was getting closer and closer to the left and right, and the faces of the left and right were getting more and more ugly, and he finally threw out the painting in his hand when he knew that the ice monster raised its front foot and pounced on him. The scroll arced through the air, smashing right into the ice monster's face, before falling to the ground.

The ice monster that had been smashed to the head seemed to be in pain, and it stopped, rubbed its head on the shoulder, and then looked down at the picture of the mongrel's own head. The scroll, like the previous two, was emitting puffs of smoke. Seeing this, the ice monster immediately opened its mouth and took a breath towards the scroll, and instantly froze the scroll into ice along with the green smoke.

After freezing the scroll, the ice monster looked to the left and right again. But left and right didn't seem too scared this time, and stretched out his finger to the position at the ice monster's feet. The ice monster looked down curiously, only to find that the picture scroll that had just been frozen by itself was thawing and extremely fast. Before the ice monster could open its mouth to breathe, the ice melted completely, and the scroll rose again, and a person, a woman, stood up when the scroll walked away, and it was the person in the painting who looked closely.

"I'll leave it to you!" he said in a deep voice to the woman who came out of the painting, who nodded slightly.

The ice monster looked at the woman who came out of the painting, her eyes were full of curiosity, probably thinking that she was much better looking than the previous skeleton, and she was actually a little less hostile, but the woman called the painting slave didn't mean to be polite to it at all, and raised her hand and slapped it heavily on the ice monster's head. The ice monster fell to the ground and howled in pain.

"Is it comfortable?" said the painting slave, crouching down and looking at the ice monster, his words coquettish.

The ice monster turned its head sideways to look at the painting slave who suddenly made a move, and the killing intent rose in his eyes again. Then he opened his mouth and spat out a puck of ice hockey, and the painting slave just turned his face sideways and dodged the puck.

"What are you waiting for!Go and put the tortoise shell on the stone platform!" After handing over the ice monster to the painting slave, he had no worries left and right, and he shouted loudly as he walked towards Mr. Xiao Lu.

Mr. Xiao Lu also came back to his senses with a shout left and right.

(End of chapter)