"Rat, is it interesting to do this?" Mo Yi glared at the burly man, very unhappy, he had never seen me pretend to wipe it like this. Super fast and stable update novel, this article is written by ...... The starter "Hehe, I just think you're fun." The burly man smiled, very honest. If it weren't for the ghost killing and the previous taunt of the god of war, Mo Yi wouldn't believe that this seemingly harmless uncle was so despicable.

"Play with your mother, see if you can kill me!" Come on, I don't believe that I can't kill you. Mo Yi rushed forward with his sword, and the ghost slayer and trembling light swung in the air, one black and one white. "Wait!" the burly man drank. "Say, what's your name, I won't kill the nobody. Mo Yi was not ashamed, and he didn't take the man in his eyes at all. In fact, Mo Yi was emboldening himself, otherwise he wouldn't even have the courage to face this behemoth.

"Hehe, you can call me Prison Dragon!" "Prison Dragon is still very honest, and it doesn't match the name at all. Mo Yi frowned slightly, leaned over and asked Ghost Slayer: "What kind of fish and dragon is that fish or dragon?" "......" Ghost Slayer was speechless for a while: "The prison dragon is a dragon, the dragon of hell." "What does that have to do with the god of war?the dragon of the god of war?the dragon of Ares?" "No, there is not only one god of war in this world, and the god of war Ares has been sealed in the temple. Haven't you heard of the Disi Lower Dragon?" "What tear what??" ...... "Ghost Killing feels like Mo Yi has no way to explain it. "In other words, the strength of the Prison Dragon is very strong!" "How about comparing it to the God of War?" "It's not as far away!"

"Oh......" Mo Yi heard this last sentence enough: "It's not as good as Ares, right?" Although Mo Yi doesn't know how powerful Ares is, Fang Zheng's ichthyosaur is not as powerful as Ares. "What kind of fish is that, come on, let Daddy make you a sashimi for you to taste!" "Oh, sashimi, it's kind of interesting, no one has ever dared to talk to me like that." The prison dragon put his hands behind his back and smiled at Mo Yihan. For some reason, Mo Yi felt endless killing intent in the man's eyes.

"There's no point in playing like this! how about we make a bet?" Helldragon suggested. Mo Yi raised his sword and motioned for him to speak. Anyway, if you lose, you have to promise someone nothing, if you win, then everything is easy to say, this bet is just to add a lottery, not bad, not bad.

"I have a little girl and a little white bear in my hands, you see, is it fun?" At this time, the Prison Dragon's eyes revealed an evil aura, his tongue licked his lips, and he stretched out his right hand, and he could clearly see that Yi Yi and the Phantom White Bear were both in that ball. Mo Yi's eyes were split, and his murderous aura was gloomy. Originally, I thought it was a thing that didn't matter, since the final bet was Yi Yi and the white bear. Mo Yi hated the dueling arena, the first bet was on Lan Ying and the swordsman, and the second time he was the closest person to him. "What do you say!" Mo Yi's teeth were about to crush.

"Young man, don't be so impatient, let's play something fun!" The prison dragon burst out, slapped his left hand on the ground, and countless sharp boulders rose from the ground, forming a plum blossom pile array. The prison dragon flew up, and Mo Yi also flipped over. The Prison Dragon snapped its fingers, and each of them had an extra slate on its tip, and the one in the middle had no slate.

"From now on, we roll the dice to determine the number of steps we want to take, and whoever gets to the top first wins. When you stop looking at the slate, the effect of that card will be triggered. If you win, I'll give you back that cute little girl and this little bear. If you lose......" The prison dragon laughed twice: "Then you will become a pillar here, eternal! eternal!" Mo Yi's forehead was covered in cold sweat, could it be that there are so many pillars here, all of them are made of people! Thinking of this, Mo Yi gasped, frustrated, it was simply psychopathic. If you want to kill, you will kill, where did so much nonsense come from.

But Yi Yi and the white bear are in his hands, whether he is crazy or not, this game must be played with him!"Okay! Do you go first or do I go first?"

Someone as handsome as me is usually the protagonist! Mo Yi had a little confidence after praying.

"I'll let you go first!" the Prison Dragon waved his hand very generously and threw the dice to Mo Yi. Mo Yi put away his double swords, held the dice in the palm of his hand, blew his breath, prayed for a long time, threw it out, and then there was a one! Mo Yi took a step in frustration, this trench is too pit, and the dice with more than thirty sides are stunned to turn out one by one, and it is really blessed by the gods! "Hehe, it's my turn!" The prison dragon smiled, but in Mo Yi's eyes, it looked very mocking! Mo Yi sneered, and the first game was undecided. Who knew that a miracle happened in the back, and the No. 1 board of the prison dragon appeared to dazzle, directly sending the prison dragon to the end, leaving only the dumbfounded Mo Yi.

"Wow, you're kidding me!" Mo Yi was already furious, this game can still be played, it's just a bug. "yes, what?" "You've already lost, turn me into a stone!" "It's not a game at all, it's just a joke for the dragon to have fun?" "Isn't it fun to be desperate after having hope?"

"Fuck your fart, will Lao Tzu instigate you?" Without waiting for the prison dragon to attack, Mo Yi rose into the air, three swords in one, and one sword fell, cutting off all the pillars of this tofu scum project. "Boom boom" pillars fell to the ground, scattering dust and enveloping the Prison Dragon. Mo Yi cut through the dust and stabbed down towards the dragon's face. Prison Dragon Han smiled, motionless, just slowly raised his right hand, blocking the crystal ball containing Yi Yi and the white bear in front of him.

The prison dragon is very confident, with this shield, this game must be very interesting!"Pretend to be your mabi!" Mo Yi didn't even look at it, and stabbed down with a sword. The crystal ball shattered into slag, and Yi Yi and the white bear did not appear. The Prison Dragon's smiling expression also froze, his game was ruined, and the person in front of him ruined the fun of the game. "The game has just begun!" "It's really embarrassing to be seen through by a little hairy kid about his deception, and the murderous atmosphere is overflowing!

Mo Yi snorted, didn't want to say more nonsense, and went straight to the sword.

After Mo Yi gave the induction paper began to move, Mo Yi saw through the child's trick of the prison dragon, and now the induction of the induction paper is getting stronger and stronger, if you can wait for the white bear to come, maybe there is still a chance to do this white bear. In fact, Mo Yi underestimated the strength of the Prison Dragon, even if it was far inferior to Ares's motley god of war, it was not something that Mo Yi could easily shake now.

"Huh!" The pure soul fire wrapped Mo Yi's whole body, giving Mo Yi a lot of mobility and comfort, simply put, adding a buff to the protagonist. Generally, a handsome protagonist like me needs a bug and a buff.

Mo Yi only felt a warmth on his body, and infinite energy escaped all around, taking it inexhaustibly. The seven-star sword flew out in a straight line, drawing a cold ray, and shaking a sword. The prison dragon took a step back, and Mo Yi's double swords caught up, and for a while, there was an illusion that he was on par with the prison dragon. Cross Slash! Cut the Sky Slash! Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect! Hell Dragon Block, Dodge, Dodge Again! I also saw that Mo Yi's skills were put a lot, but I didn't see any hits. "Keng!" is really there, this time it hits: "Hundred steps flying sword!" Mo Yi threw the seven stars out, and then turned on the automatic cruise system, poking straight at the back of the prison dragon's heart, but it was useless, and the seven stars bounced back with a bang.

Mo Yi only then knew that the prison dragon was still teasing him, not only did he not make a move, but also pretended to defend, in fact, the prison dragon would not lose a piece of skin when he stood for you, but for the sake of the game and fun, it was better to hide for a while! Mo Yi Teng's face turned red. Shame, shame, I have been defeated many times before, never so humiliating as I am today. "Hehe, the young man is quite powerful!" Looking at the satisfied expression on the prison dragon's face, I went, and Mo Yi couldn't stand up all of a sudden. Can you talk well, what do you mean I'm so powerful, I don't know what we think we're doing.

"Don't talk nonsense, which is your real strength!" Although Mo Yi has a steady stream of energy, not being physically tired does not mean that he is not mentally tired. Just when you play a game, you can't be killed when someone else stands up and kills you, and he still shouts pain, how do you say this game is still played.

Mo Yi had no choice but to face this man with a smiling face. You can't beat it, you can't scold people to death, and this skin is so thick, where is the god of war, it's just a leper dog. If he doesn't beat you, doesn't bite you, just doesn't let you go, you just stay here and play with him. Generally this kind of perverted thing, life is human nnnnn times times, you don't have time to waste at all.

"Say, how can you let me pass?!" Mo Yi stuck his double sword on the ground, ready to talk to him openly and honestly, he was idle anyway, of course, the main thing was that Mo Yi was tired. After the fire of the pure soul faded, the whole person seemed to be evacuated, and one did not stand firmly, and the whole person lay on the ground. Mo Yi didn't care how dirty the ground was, he just lay on the ground and couldn't get up, not only could he despise that dragon, but he could also take the opportunity to recover his strength.

Mo Yi's eyes kept rolling, and he was lost in thought. And the prison dragon had no intention of making a move, and stood there fixedly, not saying a word.

"Papapa!" After a moment, Mo Yi stood up, patted the dirt on his hands and on his body, and said, "Okay, it's game over!" Mo Yi smiled! "Oh?" The prison dragon looked at Mo Yi with a half-squinted gaze. "My rescuer has arrived, and you!" Mo Yi snorted twice: "You shouldn't be able to wait!" Mo Yi's mind was very active after relaxing his mind, this prison dragon is so perverted, what is his motive? Is it just to amuse himself? Impossible, if this is the case, then he came out when he killed people just now, that is not more fun, so he must have another purpose.

If he doesn't attack, he is procrastinating, but what is he waiting for? So what will he wait for? There is only one answer, he is waiting for Split Winter! There is only one reason why he did not kill Mo Yi, and there must be no doubt that this cliff is the king's person. Digging a groove, pushing it down like this, Mo Yi's whole person is not good. Even if you know that this product is deliberately delaying, there is no way to do it. But fortunately, the induction paper on Mo Yi's body was automatically broken, indicating that Yi Yi and the white bear had come, and if the white bear was added, it should be able to fight.

But this is not enough, when you can't beat someone else, you have to work hard first, so that that person can't play normal strength, and then you can fight him.

Mo Yi snorted: "If you don't attack, you are procrastinating, but what are you waiting for! Then what will you wait for? There is only one answer, you are waiting for Split Winter! There is only one reason why you didn't kill me, then there must be no doubt that you are the king's person." Hearing Mo Yi's words, Prison Dragon's face changed. It wasn't because Mo Yi guessed his motives, but he hated it most when others put him under the Winterbreaker genus. They were originally equals, but because they were close to the king, they were always pressed below.

"How's that? Isn't this hypothetical interesting?" Mo Yi's face was righteous and awe-inspiring, like a victorious attack, extremely arrogant. "You're looking for death!" the Prison Dragon clenched his teeth and stomped through the ground as he headed straight for Mo Yi. Mo Yi's face turned pale, and the three swords protected him, drawing out the sword array. The prison dragon broke through the sword formation with a fist, and the people entered. Mo Yi appeared in front of the prison dragon at some point, "The skill I just learned is given to you." Mo Yi raised his hands high, constantly changing his gestures, and shouted: "Shura Swordsmanship—Cold Mang's Extinction!"

The light of the three swords staggered, and the white mist exploded, and a white yurt-like mushroom cloud rose in the sword array. For a while, the wind was cold, and the temperature around it dropped by more than 100 degrees. Mo Yi gritted his teeth and insisted on manipulating the sword formation, the three swords were staggered, and then staggered, and the cold wind and ice and snow cut one after another hideous damage on the prison dragon's body.

As if mad, the Helldragon roared and hammered the ground. But the sword array suppressed him, so he had to bend his waist, and he couldn't struggle for a while. Mo Yi sighed that this swordsmanship was powerful, if he felt it with his mental power when he was weak, he really didn't know that there was a fragment of Xinglan in the ghost killing, the skills of the external version, cool, it was just cool. But what is also fucking up is that the high-end domineering skills of the anti-institute can make people tired and can't straighten their waists!