With Galliwell's words, the atmosphere in the stone chamber suddenly became heavy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Unlike the girl who followed from behind, her fists clenched and her fighting spirit high, like a child who had just gotten a new toy and couldn't wait to show it to her children.

John looked at the face in his hand expressionlessly and said with a smile,

"Do you really think I'm going to let you go?"

"Say so, you have to repent!"

Garyvier's expression was calm, not the slightest panic,

John groaned, and after a moment, suddenly laughed, "It seems that you are not unprepared. ”

"Okay, I'll keep the promise."

After saying that, he threw his head out casually,

The round head flew in the air, the breath of freedom passed through the ears, and the face on the head suddenly laughed, the smile became bigger and bigger, and I couldn't help but feel a little more hideous.

He looked at John viciously, and his wanton gaze seemed to say, today you let me go, sooner or later I will kill you and make your corpse into the most beautiful specimen.

Thinking of the scene at that moment, Ghalivel couldn't stop laughing,

But in the next second, as if in the plot of a novel, the laughter stopped abruptly, and five sharp long claws pierced out of his face, and black and red blood flowed down the wound, staining his handsome face and looking extremely hideous,

His eyes widened, and his face was filled with unspeakable shock,

"Tours, you... You ......"

"I can't let the Finica family bury you."

Tours' voice was low, his face twitching violently, and he looked extremely pained, "Goodbye, old friend. ”

A line of bloody tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, he opened his mouth, and his pale golden pupils spread rapidly, biting Gallywell's neck fiercely,

Poof!

Black-red blood splattered out, and Garivill cried, his voice desperate and unwilling, gradually becoming hoarse, and finally calming down.

Black veins emerged from his forehead, and his eyes widened, their pale golden eyeballs losing their luster and turning gray.

The girl was stunned by this scene, opened her mouth, and after noticing the strange atmosphere in the room, she did not say the problem in her heart, and silently stepped aside, looking at Gallywell's eyes full of pity.

It's pitiful to die at the hands of the most trusted people.

Turce took a few steps back and leaned against the table, wiped the blood from his mouth, and looked at John motionlessly,

"My promise is fulfilled, and now, it's your turn."

John was silent, his hands behind his back clasped together, let go, then held them together again, and after weighing them again, they let go,

"Ten minutes, give you ten minutes, and in ten minutes, I'll do it."

With that, he turned his back and stopped looking at the horrible face.

Seeing him like this, Tours' tense heartstrings finally loosened a little, but he still did not relax his vigilance, and slowly walked to the door along the corner, and when he was about to leave, a whisper suddenly came from behind him,

"If it's not bothering, let's talk about Galivelle's so-called escape."

Turston paused for a moment, did not look back, and whispered,

"There's a portal inside the stone chamber that, when activated, can instantly leave the Dragon's Lair and reach a few miles away."

"Hmm!" John nodded, and instead asked, "What about you, what would you do if I repented and didn't keep my promise?" ”

"There's a ghost dragon in the Dragon's Grave, I'll lure it over."

"Ghost Dragon?" John raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's that?" ”

"Miss Wizard knows this better than I do,"

With that, Tours pushed open the wooden door, leaving a word, and vanished.

"The black dragon's blood is in the silver box in the corner, there is a raised wooden stake on both sides of the box, before opening the box, press the wooden stake down."

He left, leaving behind a head and a whole bunch of questions, Amy's face was full of puzzlement, she looked at John who was walking into the corner, opened her mouth a few times, and swallowed the words again,

Through this period of time together, she gradually understood the style of the wing people, conceited, rigorous, unscrupulous and very purposeful, in front of this kind of person, it is better to speak less if it is not necessary.

"Why, don't you explain to me what a ghost dragon is?" John said with a smile,

"Actually, it's nothing, after a person dies, the soul will continue to live in a place in the form of a ghost in some cases, and the same is true for dragons, but after they are transformed, they will have a new name - ghost dragon."

Amy explained in a low voice, and when she saw John walking to the corner, she quickly closed her mouth, couldn't resist the curiosity in her heart, and followed.

In the dim candlelight, a silver box covered with stripes lay quietly in the corner, the box was covered with dust, and it seemed that it had not been opened for a long time.

John tapped lightly on the box, and there was a thump, a bit like wood, and a bit like metal.

He stretched out his hand, followed the corners of the box, and felt the raised stakes on both sides of the box, and then pressed it gently,

Click!

There was a strange noise coming from inside the box.

John frowned slightly, grabbed the lid with both hands, and slowly lifted it upwards.

The creaking sound echoed through the quiet stone chamber, like the sound of a mechanical shaft turning.

The lid of the box is opened, so two sharp blades, between the sharp blades there is a jade bottle, and under the jade bottle is a layer of sand behind the back,

Judging from the device inside the box, if the wooden stakes on both sides are not pressed down when the box is opened, the sharp blade next to the jade bottle will move back and forth with the force transmitted from the circular axis, smashing the jade bottle, causing the liquid inside to flow out and dissolve into the sand below.

Simple and crazy anti-theft measures.

John was contemplative, these old guys who have lived for thousands of years are really deep in their minds, and they can even come up with this method.

It is conceivable that if he didn't abide by the agreement before, even if he killed the other party, it would be difficult to get the black dragon blood.

John took out the jade bottle, then handed it to the girl beside him, and said,

"Help me identify it and see if it's real."

"Good!"

Amy nodded vigorously, carefully held the jade bottle, unscrewed the cork, first glanced inside, and found that the color of the liquid inside was indeed black and red as described in the book, she took a light breath, held the bottle with both hands, closed her eyes, and recited the incantation silently.

Rhythmic syllables came out of her mouth.

The syllables reverberated in mid-air, with a strange power, and the liquid in the jade bottle seemed to have life, and it actually boiled automatically, emitting a black-red light.

After a few moments, the spell ended, and the liquid in the bottle fell silent.

"That's right, it's black dragon blood, or refined black dragon blood."

Amy said excitedly, reluctantly glancing at the jade bottle, and carefully returning it to John.

The value of dragon blood is self-evident, enough to be called one of the most precious magical materials, and the girl wants it very much, but she knows better that she can't speak.