Flower Shadow felt like she was about to die.

Because the other hand of the evil creature behind him pinched her neck, like pinching the seven inches of a snake, and it became tighter and tighter.

"Give it to me...... Gollum ......"

There was another disgusting voice behind him.

A fishy sweetness erupted in Flower Shadow's throat.

A stream of blood bubbled up.

In a few moments, her mouth was covered with blood.

"You, you, you, to...... , want, what?"

The moment Hana-ying held back the sharp pain and felt that she was about to suffocate, she struggled, and asked this sentence in extreme pain and difficulty.

A mouthful of red blood gushed from her mouth.

"Paper, paper...... Snoring. ”

The voice behind him rang out again.

Then, Kakage suddenly felt the back of her neck loosen.

"Hoo ......"

Finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You, what paper do you want?"

She asked in a trembling voice, still not daring to look back.

"Paper ...... Grunt. ”

The low, hoarse, hollow and desolate voice of the evil creature did not sound like the living people of this world were talking.

Is it a dead man?

Flower Shadow looked away from her right shoulder in almost despair, could it be tonight......

Will you die whining?

The hand behind her back, unreleased from her neck, probed the side of her face very slowly, her hair touching her hair intentionally or not......

This feeling......

Suddenly, she stood upside down and shivered violently.

And the withered hand that grabbed her shoulder tightened more and more.

Immediately, accompanied by the noise of playing games on the first floor, Flower Shadow's eardrums swelled.

She heard, "Click!"

This voice should only be heard by herself, coming from the inside out.

Flower Shadow gasped, terrified.

She choked back the sharp pain that came from her shoulder, and saw her arm suddenly drop down and shake it next to the stool two or three times.

Broken?

Broken?

Just pinched off?

Woowoo......

She let out a muffled sob.

Tears flowed down her cheeks, and the pain in her heart was indescribable.

Then, sure enough, she saw another wizened hand reaching out from her left.

On the index finger of this hand, there was a ring inlaid with emeralds, which were dirty, and the brilliance of the emeralds was faint and unclear.

The withered hand slowly reached for the white paper on the table.

On the white paper, it is the content of the small half of the golden characters transcribed by the flower shadow by memory.

The evil creature behind him seemed to be unable to change its movements and speed flexibly, and it grabbed the page with considerable difficulty, retracting it extremely slowly.

Flower Shadow felt the side of her face being touched by that hand again, her hair being touched, and a chill spread throughout her body again.

Goosebumps fell to the ground.

She couldn't help but stand on end and shiver again.

What the hell is going on here?

......

"Bang dang!"

Flower Shadow's eyes flickered, and something was thrown over and landed on the table, a green thing.

She looked closely, and it was the ring.

Then, she felt the hand on her right shoulder also loosen.

A cold gust of wind swirled in the basement.

She shivered and ached all over.

Especially the shoulders.

Ten minutes later, the basement was silent, and even the sound of the game upstairs had inexplicably stopped.

Flower Shadow finally dared to turn her head to look.

In the room, there was nothing.

She came back to her senses, swallowed the pain in her shoulders and neck, and looked at the green ring.

What do you mean?

What kind of paper do you exchange rings for?

The shadow of the flower is petrified instantly.

So what about my arm?

Could it be that the broken arm is not as good as those dozen pages?

The bones of the shoulder are clearly shattered.

......

The green gemstone ring in front of me looks very old and has a sense of age.

Although Huaying has not studied archaeology, as a history student, she still has some research on this kind of thing.

"Artifact!"

Dead man's thing......

She was distracted when a familiar voice sounded in her ears.

"Little girl, you're hurt!"

Flower Shadow looked up, it was the voice of the black scales.

But, the basement is so small, how can the black scales get in?

She didn't know that the black scales could transform and change their size at will.

"Little girl, your injuries are not light! If you were an ordinary mortal, you would have cried out in pain a long time ago, and you would not be alive!"

"But I can bear it!"

"Do you know why you can endure this pain?

Black Scales began to play tricks, shaking his head like an old gentleman who taught in ancient times, and talking endlessly.

"Blackscale, Blackscale, where are you?"

When Flower Shadow heard the black dragon's words, she suddenly felt that she had grasped a life-saving straw.

"I'm right across from you, looking at the wall above my desk!"

Flower Shadow looked up, and her gaze quickly swept over the wall in front of the desk, which was gray and white, and there was nothing.

Black Scale obviously knew what she was thinking, and reminded, "Take a closer look!"

"Okay, I'll take a look!"

"Huh?"

On the gray wall, there is nothing at a glance, but if you look closely, there is really a very small black bug, less than a centimeter, thin and small.

"Huh, huh, this little black worm, is that you?"

Her eyes had to focus on the black bug lying on the wall, and she saw that the "black bug" had grown a little larger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Little black worm?"

Blackscale was silent for a moment.

"Can't you see clearly? Then I'll get bigger, I'm not a black worm!"

Later, Hanakage sees a small dragon lying on the wall.

The dragon had a pair of round eyes the size of soybeans, black and slick, and was looking at him awe-inspiringly.

Who is this not Black Scale?

It's the black scales!

When Hanakage saw the black dragon that had become so small, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pity.

Heart: So cute!

The black scales are speechless.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk......"

"Little girl, I am an ancient dragon, and I am also a war dragon, one of the few rare elite dragons famous in the Void Battlefield, I don't think I'm cute!"

"What do you mean?"

The black dragon's two small, round soybean eyes shone with a moist and puzzled glow.

"Moe is cute, cute is cute!"

Flower Shadow replied smugly.

"You've seen through it again, do you know how to read minds?"

Flower Shadow can only empty all the thoughts in her heart.

"Mind reading, I don't know how to read minds!" replied the black dragon.

"Black Scales, why did you become so small?"

After a moment of silence......

The black dragon smiled: "Hey, hey, of course I'm peeking at you!"

The implication: It's getting bigger, how can you peek?

"You ......"

The flower shadow was speechless for a while.

At this moment, the pain in her right shoulder was lessening, and she could feel that it was the feeling of purification and healing in her body that was helping her.

I only heard the black dragon laugh again: "I want to see how the little girl was pinched and broken by the thousand-year-old corpse king." ”

"Black Scales, you, you ......"

To leave somebody in the lurch!

Flower Shadow complained in her heart.

"Don't save you when you die, little girl, don't talk so much about loyal and honest black scales! If I hadn't been lying on the wall, the old guy would have eaten you a long time ago." ”

"But you can save me!" pouted Hana-kage.

"I'll give you a chance to exercise!" said the black dragon laughed.

“......”

What else can be said?

What can be said?

Flower Shadow was completely speechless......