After Modu grabbed Xiao Zhimiao, he lay down next to the throne on the stairs, looked at her and closed his eyes.

Xiao Zhimiao looked at him, as if he wanted to rest and sleep, the end of the chain connected to the hook was pressed under the dragon's claw by him, she put her hand on the hook and wanted to pull it out of her shoulder, moved slightly, and clearly felt that the hook was hooking flesh and bones.

This hook is not an ordinary hook shape, after penetrating the body, the head and tail ends of the hook will bend inward at the same time, forming a reverse buckle shape, penetrating her collarbone and shoulder blades, and then locking it in the reverse buckle.

Thinking that Li Yin helped her take off the hook, she had to cut the flesh and skin to leave room to take it out, the bones and flesh that this hook hooked, if you want to forcibly take it out, let alone hook a large piece of flesh and blood, this hook is sharp enough to cut her bones back and forth.

She saw that Mordo was lying there without moving, so she simply sat down on the ground, writing and drawing with her fingers on the ground, studying the new spell marks.

She had to get a recovery spell mark first, otherwise her body would be much less functional as soon as she was injured.

In fact, a recovery spell seal does not cost much mana, and it is similar to an ordinary defensive magic array, and the mana power represents the speed of recovery.

It's just that her magic and the recovery spell mark are a bit of a conflict.

Witches have recovery skills, and although they are not as good as some auxiliary classes such as priests, there is no problem in recovering from injuries normally.

It's just that the witch profession in the land of God's presence now uses holy magic, even if she has crimson magic similar to her, it is also the magic that her remaining god beliefs in the past "borrowed" from her, or like the Thorn Guild, she has obtained by believing in her, and it is not inherent in her.

She was born a hybrid of gods and succubi, and her holy magic and dark magic were mixed together, and it was much more difficult than other skills to create recovery skills by herself.

The recovery skill of her skill panel, which costs a lot of mana to work on her.

Therefore, in the dungeon, even if she doesn't need to transform into a night witch, she can already use crimson magic to create spell marks, she is copying Xu Zhilan's skills, or relying on him to help her recover.

If she hadn't transformed into an evil god, it wouldn't have been worth it if she used the Recovery Spell Seal to consume her magic too quickly.

Now she retains the body of an evil god, but her skills and magic power still need to be unlocked layer by layer, and she can't withstand consumption.

There was silence all around, and in the wide and tall hall, the sound of the dragon's even breathing was very clear.

Xiao Zhimiao sat cross-legged on the ground, her fingertips lingering with crimson magic, she quickly drew a spell mark pattern, and quickly dissipated, after drawing dozens of spell mark patterns, she gave up.

None of the spells worked.

She scratched at her messy hair with some irritability, and was about to lie down and rest, when the chains that trapped her moved.

She looked up and saw that Mordo had opened his eyes, and his yellow vertical pupils were staring straight at her.

He stood up and walked down the stairs, step by step towards her.

Xiao Zhimiao sat in place and stared at his movements, one hand behind his back condensed the curse seal.

Mordo walked up to her and stopped, looking at her condescendingly.

Xiao Zhimiao also looked up at him, and the two looked at each other like this for a while, and Mo Du suddenly approached her, the somewhat distorted dragon face was almost touching the tip of her nose, and the hot breath exhaled sprayed on her face.

Xiao Zhimiao leaned back and pulled away a little.

She wasn't too afraid of him, she always had more patience with non-human creatures, and was not as wary of people as she was.

It's just that the smell on his body is too pungent, not like a foul smell, but it also smells bad.

At such a close distance, she saw the dark green liquid flowing from his dragon scales,

The smell should be emanating from this liquid.

He had the scars of a fight, and the dark green liquid that flowed from the wound was supposed to be his blood.

But why did the blood spill out of the cracks in his dragon scales, there were no wounds in those places.

Modus stared at her face for a moment, his gaze moving to her shoulder.

Xiao Zhimiao

Watching his movements, he tentatively talked to him, "You see you've arrested me, why don't you lock me up in another way?" This thing hurts me a little, so you can help me get it out."

Mo Du exhaled from his nose, as if in response to her, Xiao Zhimiao was waiting for him to move, seeing him shake his head, and then flick his tail twice, throwing all kinds of treasures piled up on both sides everywhere, and then lay down and continued to sleep.

He also pulled the chain under him, completely afraid that she would run away.

The corners of Xiao Zhimiao's mouth twitched slightly, sure enough, dragons are all virtuous, after getting the treasure they want, they will have a sense of satisfaction for a while, and they will sleep with the treasure without doing anything.

But she can even tame Adison, and she can't handle this little dragon?

Xiao Zhimiao set her eyes on the treasures stacked on both sides, among the various dazzling gems and jewels, there were some inconspicuous-looking items, these items should be magic props or something.

Li Yin said that Modu likes to collect valuables, and these items must be relatively special.

She originally wanted to solve the hook on her body first and then study the treasures piled up here, but now that the hook can't be removed, let's see what good treasures this Modo has collected.

Her gaze swept around her, and many treasures were swept to the ground by Modo's tail, and at her feet was a silver cup, shimmering in the dim light.

She picked up the silver cup, and could feel the flow of magic on it.

In the game, no matter how ordinary an item is, as long as it has a magical aura on it, it must be a magic item.

However, the average player is not very sensitive to the aura of magic, and it is difficult to distinguish it.

She placed the silver cup in front of her for a moment, and a trace of crimson magic condensed from her fingertips poured into the silver cup.

As soon as her magic was infused, the silver cup bubbled with a red liquid that stopped as it approached the rim.

She leaned over to the silver cup and sniffed it, and a rich smell of red wine came to her nose.

She stared at the glass of wine for a moment, then took a sip of it to her lips.

It's the taste of red wine, with a hint of sweetness.

She frowned, wiped her lower lip with the back of her hand, wiped the remaining sweetness from her lips, and poured out the red wine from the silver cup.

After pouring it out, she injected a little more magic into it.

This time, instead of red wine, a liquid like clear water came out.

She sniffed it, it was still wine, but this time it was not sweet, she drank little, she didn't study wine, and she didn't think it was delicious.

She continued to pour the wine from the silver cup, and before infusing it with magic power, she said to the silver cup, "Can you bring me a glass of water?"

She was very thirsty now, and she wanted to drink some water.

The liquid continued to bubble out of the silver cup, this time, the liquid was blue, and when she smelled it, it was wine again, and her nose keenly smelled a hint of sweetness mixed in with it.

After trying it several times, she was sure that the silver cup would only come out of wine, and she didn't want to waste her magic on it anymore, so after drinking a glass of wine that had no sweet taste, she tossed it aside.

The silver cup fell to the ground with a crisp sound, especially clear in the wide hall.

She heard a heavy snort and turned to look at Modo, who was looking at her with his eyes open.

Seeing him lying there without moving, she continued to turn her gaze to the pile of treasures next to her.

The dragon is extremely possessive of treasures, and since he has captured her, he will not let her die easily.

The dragon looked good-tempered, and she didn't get angry if she just looked at his treasure and didn't steal it.

Modhu opened his eyes and looked at her, then closed his eyes and went back to sleep, not caring that she had touched his treasure.

Xiao Zhimiao saw that he didn't care, and the movements in his hands began to be presumptuous, rummaging through a pile of treasures.

This dragon has collected a lot of treasures, and many props are very interesting, Xiao Zhimiao forgot that there was a sharp hook hanging on his body, and he played with Modu's props there.

She picked up one

A crystal ball is coiled, and there are so many magic props here, I don't know if there are props with storage functions, if there is, when she leaves, she can put them all on and take them away.

Just now she was thinking about not stealing props, but now she is very moved to see so many good things.

There's no way, she can't use the panel system, it's too difficult to get a prop in the abyss, there are so many ready-made props here, don't take it for nothing.

As soon as she had this thought in her mind, Modu opened her eyes, and those yellow vertical pupils stared at her with a cold light.

Xiao Zhimiao was keenly aware of Mo Du's gaze and turned her head to look at him.

This time he looked at himself with a different look in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat her.

His tail flicked up, with a bit of a grumpy air.

Seeing the change in his mood, Xiao Zhimiao's mind turned, could it be that he knew that he wanted to take his treasure, and he noticed it?

Because of Adisan, she knows dragons very well, and dragons can easily see through people's hearts and smell the smell of desire.

Xiao Zhimiao held the crystal ball in his hand and walked slowly in front of him, not restraining his desire to want his treasures.

He even opened his mouth to stimulate him, "You like to collect treasures, don't you? I like it too, like you, and I'm very interested, more interested than these things."

Mordo stood up and jerked her to the ground, clawing her and baring his fangs at her.

Xiao Zhimiao looked into his eyes and said, "I also have a dragon, but he is much older and more beautiful than you, but you still have something to offer, I don't dislike you for being ugly."

This sentence seemed to poke Modu's sore spot, and the force he pressed Xiao Zhimiao's claws gradually increased, and Xiao Zhimiao heard the sound of the bones in his body being crushed. She put her hand on his cheek, the crimson spell mark flashed in the palm of her hand, and the transparent crystal ball that rolled down to the side burst out with a burst of red light, forming a magic circle under Modu's body, and the crimson magic formed a rope shape, binding Modu in the magic circle.