The old lady's eyes were full of excitement: "This sword is really cold, a little colder than the ice cubes in winter." ”

The place where she touched it was the blade, and the [Twilight Sword] would emit cold aura to all creatures other than the wielder, so just a few seconds of touch made her feel her fingers being frozen.

She let go of her hand and grabbed the sword of the [Twilight Sword] - that is, the junction between the sword body and the hilt, and tried to take the [Twilight Sword] from Ye Dill's hand.

But she found that she couldn't draw the [Twilight Sword] at all.

The old lady looked at Ye Dill and shook the hilt of the sword hard, and sneered: "You are struggling in vain. ”

She reached out to break Ye Dill's fingers, and Ye Dill clenched the [Twilight Sword] even harder, without the slightest intention of letting go.

The old lady was very old and lacked strength, so she tossed for a long time, but she was tired and panting, but she also failed to break Ye Dill's hand.

The old lady's hands were withered and rough, and when they touched the skin of the leaf dill, it brought a slight tingling and discomfort.

Coupled with the old lady's posture as if she was going to break Ye Dill's fingers, after a toss, Ye Dill's fingers had become red.

Seeing that she hadn't been able to get this long-cherished prop for a long time, the old lady was suddenly a little annoyed.

She pinched a piece of flesh from the back of Ye Dill and twisted the flesh mercilessly, as if she would tear it off in the next second.

Ye Dill was so pained that she had goosebumps on her body, and cold sweat broke out.

But she still held the [Twilight Sword] firmly and insisted on not letting go.

"You're just tired of being alive, you damn girl." The old lady slapped Ye Dill in the face, "I don't know what it means to be obedient until I give you a little hard to eat!" ”187

Ye dill's white cheeks instantly imprinted five bright red finger prints, and the crisp slap sounded particularly loud in the quiet community in the middle of the night.

But what the old lady didn't hear was that at the moment when she slapped Ye Dill , Ye Dill took the opportunity to turn her head to the right and said two words in a low voice: "Tennis." ”

Although Ye Dill's voice was so low that even the old lady who was so close didn't hear it, the little pudding who was lying in Ye Dill's pocket was so anxious that he heard this sentence.

It immediately understood what Ye Dill meant, and hurriedly pushed the tennis ball that was with it out.

When the old lady pinched the flesh on the back of Ye Dill's hand for the second time, the tennis ball fell.

Ye Dill deflected her eyes, and the tennis ball, which had not yet had time to land, instantly changed its direction and struck straight towards the old lady's face.

The old lady didn't have time to react, she was beaten right all of a sudden, she screamed "oops", and immediately covered her crooked nose, and the whole person fell to the ground because of inertia.

Ye Dill controlled the tennis ball and hit the old lady's other hand holding the cane.

The old lady had not yet recovered from the accident of being slapped in the face and falling when she felt a pain in her wrist.

She subconsciously let go.

In the next second, the tennis ball flew over and knocked the crutches far away.

At the moment when the crutches left the old lady's hand, Ye Dill felt that the restraints on her body were much smaller.

She looked down and saw that the shadow of the crutches had disappeared, and the shadow of the old lady was slowly returning to the old woman's side.