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They probably wanted to protect the lord, and in an instant they roared over, and they all rushed to support the Yin Dragon.

As a result, they were all frozen into icemen like Yin Dragon.

My heart moved: Is this the trap that my great-grandfather put on Yin Long?

So he looked at the "evil ghost", but he was expressionless, indifferent to the anomaly in front of him.

Uh, it doesn't seem like the plot is right.

I thought my great-grandfather would let me take the opportunity to grab the bowl and run away together.

Next, the few icemen in front of him immediately changed again.

Starting with a few ghosts, with a popping sound like fried beans, the freezing on their souls began to melt again.

The demons regained their mobility, and as soon as they were free, they were all free from the Yin Dragon.

Some of them were dazed, some were enjoying it, and some were glaring at me......

But they all have one thing in common: they seem to be more energetic.

You see, they were sleepy at first, and now, the red rocks seem to have lost their influence.

Could it be that this black ice freeze has blessed them?

Soon, Yin Long also woke up, and he shouted: "Get out!"

The ghosts fled to the black area.

Looking at the expression on Yin Long's face again, it is the same: dazed, thoughtful, epiphany, enjoyment......

Then with a little regret in the ointment, he said: "It's a pity that there are too few, and a lot of them have been robbed and robbed by these guys!"

What was he referring to? Was it the extreme cold oozing from the bottom of the bowl?

Yin Long suddenly remembered something, and asked me unhappily: "Hmm? You have been holding the floor bowl all the way, have you also lost a lot of benefits?"

Hey, how do I answer that?

The fact that I had nothing to say was obviously the default in Yin Long's eyes.

There was a look of anger in his eyes.

I was a little uneasy because the air suddenly became heavy.

At this time, the "evil ghost" came to play the round: "After all, Jiang Heng took out the ground bowl, you see ......"

"Nonsense! Didn't I thank him already? Do you think there are a few people who can afford my great gift!"

So, in Yin Long's mind, there is no concept of merit and hard work, and he can write it off as long as he makes a big gift?

Although I did not expect him to repay his kindness, I was very unhappy with his kindness.

Well, can't I be provoked, can't I hide? I'm gone, okay?

Of course not. Because the picture-in-picture space is still controlled by the Yin Dragon, didn't he say it before, no one wants to take my friends out of the space without his consent.

And Yin Long's virtue, if he really cheats, what can I do with him?

It seems that Yin Long and I don't talk to each other, so we don't have to talk about it.

What did great-grandfather think? He wouldn't have thought of it, would he?

I looked at him suspiciously.

Of course, the "evil ghost" still looks expressionless and has nothing to do with himself.

I know he probably doesn't want to reveal his identity yet, so he can't show the slightest closeness to me, which will be seen by Yin Long.

Next, Yin Long's eyes were not good, and his eyes flickered for a while, probably holding back some bad moves.

But he didn't attack me, just snorted coldly.

Then he lifted the bowl and raised it to the top of his head.

It's just that as soon as he made a move, his whole body suddenly shook, and the black ice spread from his palm again, turning the Yin Dragon into an iceman.

And the ghosts shouted again, and all rushed forward to grab food.

Then the icemen woke up one after another, and the ghosts were scolded away by the Yin Dragon.

But interestingly, the same plot was repeated several times in a row.

As long as the Yin Dragon raises the stone bowl, it will be frozen, and the cheeky ghosts have probably eaten the marrow and know the taste, and they always come forward to take advantage of the fire again and again.

This made Yin Long very helpless.

And such an old-fashioned drama, I am really tired of watching it next to me.

At this time, the "evil ghost" spoke.

He cautiously said to the Yin Dragon:

"It's better to let Jiang Hate try, he might be able to help you. ”

Yin Long was dismissive: "He's humming......"

However, Yin Long thought about it again, and ridiculed the "evil ghost" with a sneering voice, saying, "It's better for you to come." ”

The "evil ghost" panicked: "No, no, no, I can't, I'm afraid of the cold!"

Yin Long smirked, obviously, this reaction of the "evil ghost" had been expected by him.

"Evil ghost" suggested again: "Didn't Jiang Heng take the ground bowl back, so I want to ......"

Yin Long couldn't help but interrupt the words of the "evil ghost": "Okay, it seems that he is the only one!"

"Jiang Heng, go ahead. ”

"Demons" said with relief.

Terrible!

I liked one in my heart.

It seems that the great-grandfather has been quietly guiding the course of events towards his desired goal.

But I didn't immediately follow their instructions, and decided to use the topic to play, such as making a little bit of a character or something, so as to make the plot more realistic.

So I said to the Yin Dragon:

"But I'm also afraid of the cold. ”

"Don't forget that your companion's life and death are still in my hands. ”

"Didn't you say you wanted to take the picture-in-picture space out. ”

Yin Long said lazily, "But I'm going to regret it!"

I gritted my teeth and scolded, "Made!"

Yin Long smiled very proudly......

At the turn of the "evil spirit", Yin Dragon and I each took a step back: he promised to continue to keep the agreement, and I was very aggrieved and agreed to help him.

Obviously, as a result of this game, I suffered a lot.

This is exactly the situation that Yin Long wants.

And it seemed to him that I was always dancing to his baton.

My grievances are his joys.

Well, let's have fun with each other.

The reason why I have faith in my great-grandfather is because of the disappearance of evil spirits.

This must have been his deliberate arrangement, and I think the demon was probably my great-grandfather's secret weapon.

And then it's logical --

When everyone was ready, I went up "helplessly", picked up the bowl from Yin Long's hand, and moved it upward.

The ghosts are waiting again, ready to sprint!

Then, my palm was like a piece of red-hot coals, and it hurt my heart......

But the ghosts were disappointed.

The expected black ice didn't spread over me.

I just grinned in pain.

The ghosts were obviously unaware of their powers, and they were all disappointed.

And the Yin Dragon looked up at me suddenly, full of incredulity.

He froze for a moment.

But I didn't care so much, so I gently lowered the bowl on his ceiling.

Yin Long's whole body was shocked!

Then black ice continued to glow on his body and disappeared......

And so on and so forth.

The earth bowl seems to have grown completely together with the Yin Dragon.

I vaguely heard my great-grandfather say, "Retreat!"

I hurried away from the Yin Dragon.

At this time, I saw the Yin Dragon Monster laughing, standing up, and the momentum of the competition soared!

And all the oni were on their knees, and they couldn't stop fighting.

At this time, the yin dragon head wore a bowl on the ground, and looked at everything like a real king.

He looked at my great-grandfather, then at me, and asked triumphantly:

"Why don't you kneel?" (To be continued.) )