Aman looked at the rose mark on his hand with some suspicion.

The wound that was scratched by Xiao Zhimiao had healed, and there was nothing unusual about her body, and the rose mark became fainter and fainter under her gaze, and disappeared into her wrist after a moment.

She flipped her wrist over and over for a while, but there was no trace.

She looked at Xiao Zhimiao, who was leaning on the edge of the sofa with her eyes closed, and asked, "What the hell is this?"

After a while, Xiao Zhimiao opened her eyes and raised her chin to Modu next to her, "The same spell mark as him."

Aman understood as soon as he heard this, and frowned, "Is it the curse mark that controls him?"

She just saw how Xiao Zhimiao controlled Modu, and moved her fingers to make him kneel on the ground.

"Hmm."

Xiao Zhimiao propped up her body and sat back down in front of the coffee table, "So, you have to be obedient in the back, and I will do whatever I tell you to do, understand?"

Ah Man's face immediately darkened, "Give me a solution!"

Xiao Zhimiao: "I can't solve it."

Aman said angrily, "It's the curse mark you planted, why can't you get rid of it?"

Xiao Zhimiao turned her head to look at her, "Do you think my current state can give you a spell?"

Aman saw her turned face, and his expression froze, only to see that her face was pale and unspeakable, her lips were also white, and even her hair seemed to have lost its vitality, losing its luster.

Seeing Xiao Zhimiao's state, Ah Man was half angry, "Are you so angry? To put a spell on me to do this."

Modu, who had not spoken, sneered, as if mocking Aman's stupidity.

Aman quickly reacted, "You lied to me, this is not a curse mark that controls me."

Xiao Zhimiao just saved her just now, how could it be bad for her, and the steps she had just taken to cast the spell, and the weakness she had become like this after casting the spell, just to control her, no matter how you look at it, it is a little worthless.

Xiao Zhimiao's voice was hoarse: "Who makes you usually disobedient, controlling you is also to reduce trouble for me."

But Aman didn't believe her, "You don't have a word of truth in your mouth."

She paused, then added, "Are you okay now?"

Xiao Zhimiao raised her eyebrows slightly, "Care about me?"

Aman snorted lightly, "Who cares about you, I'm afraid that you will die because of me, I don't want to carry too much favor from you, and it will not be finished when the time comes."

"It's not entirely because of you." Xiao Zhimiao put her gaze back on the spell mark on the table.

When she planted the spell mark on Modo before, she used the blood spell mark to break through the limit of her existing ability, and she never had a chance to rest and recover later.

It's not just an overdraft of her magic, it's also an overdraft of her life force.

A wooden basin the size of a basin and two bottles of wine were placed in front of Xiao Zhimiao, and the fragrance of food emanated from the wooden basin.

"I brought you what you wanted." After speaking, Modu lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes and looked like he didn't want to talk to anyone.

Xiao Zhimiao glanced at him and opened the lid of the wooden basin.

It was probably the food that Modo had swept from the kitchen, and the various carnivorous vegetables in the wooden bowl were mixed together, and some fruit and cake were placed on the side, and he knew that two spoons were placed in it so that they would not grasp it with their hands.

Xiao Zhimiao turned the cake and fruit to the other side, beckoned Aman to eat, and said to Modu while eating, "Remember, I don't eat sweets."

Modu snorted quietly, "That's a lot to ask."

Xiao Zhimiao: "No matter what I ask, I let you do it, you have to follow me."

Modo's tone was full of displeasure, "Got it."

Ah Man sat down opposite Xiao Zhimiao, looked at the pile of food, and pulled it down with a spoon, "The food in here is okay, right?"

Xiao Zhimiao: "What have you eaten these days?"

As soon as she said this, Aman's stomach screamed, and Aman touched his stomach a little embarrassed, "I eat all dried meat, and some strange-looking fruits."

"Then you're still afraid of eating this, do you dislike eating the same pot of rice as me?"

Xiao Zhimiao pulled the fruit cake in front of her, "Little princess, don't pay attention to it at this time, it's hard to say whether you can eat such a good food in the dungeon in the future."

Aman: "I'm not disgusted, I think this castle is weird, and I'm afraid that the vicious woman will drug it."

Xiao Zhimiao smiled, "She has a more convenient way to deal with us than drugging."

Seeing that she was eating so happily, Aman said no more, and took a spoon and ate with her.

She hasn't eaten enough in the past few days, she really paid attention to it in the past, she has been pampered since she was a child, and her brother has always spoiled her.

So even in the dungeon, she eats as much as she tries to eat food that looks relatively normal, and if the dungeon is not long, she would rather go hungry than eat the food in the dungeon.

She treats dungeons as if they were games, and the real world they live in is the real world.

In the past few days, she couldn't help but vomit twice as she watched other players eat the flesh of monsters she didn't know what it was.

In the end, I was so hungry that I couldn't resist it, and I endured nausea and ate some meat and strange fruits, but it was not as unpalatable as I imagined, and it tasted very similar to normal food, but it was not as delicious as it had been specially cooked.

What disgusted her was the psychological impact of the food source and form.

Now that she can eat normal food, she can't help but gobble it up a little.

The basin-sized wooden pot of food was eaten clean by the two of them.

There were still two bottles of wine left, and Aman didn't drink alcohol, so he took the wine and sniffed it and put it aside.

Xiao Zhimiao turned her head and asked Modu, "There is no water in the castle?"

Modu closed his eyes and said, "Isn't there a cup of water in the treasure I have collected?"

Xiao Zhimiao remembered the cup, but all that came out was wine.

Modu: "The spell mark is at the bottom of the cup, you know the spell mark so well, you just need to change it."

Xiao Zhimiao listened and took out the crystal cup.

She poured a little magic into the crystal cup, and wine immediately bubbled out of it.

She lifted the cup, and sure enough, she saw a not-so-obvious spell mark on the bottom of the cup.

She took the cup to a dimly lit place, and the white spell mark on the bottom of the cup brightened up, allowing her to see the whole picture.

It wasn't a difficult spell mark, and she remembered it at a glance.

She used Crimson magic to alter it twice, and the cup was no longer full of wine but water.

She took a sip and handed it to Aman.

Aman took a tentative sip, and after not drinking any strange taste, he drank it in a big gulp, and after drinking, the cup was immediately filled with water, as if he could never finish drinking.

She returned the cup to Xiao Zhimiao after she was almost drunk.

Xiao Zhimiao took a drink, and put the cup on the coffee table, with this crystal cup, their problem of drinking water was temporarily solved.

After eating, the room fell silent again.

Xiao Zhimiao was still immersed in studying the spell mark, and after a while, Aman watched her put down the pen, picked up the scales and put them in front of her to watch.

After looking at it for a while, she put down her scales and rummaged through the storage bracelet.

If she didn't have this forbidden magic array, she wouldn't need any other objects, and she would be able to use this dragon scale to make a decent defensive prop.

Among the treasures collected by Modo, there are many defensive items, but according to his words, when he collects treasures, there is always some garbage attached to them.

These defensive props are the garbage that comes with him.

As a blood-thick poisonous dragon with strong defense, those defense items are indeed rubbish.

Xiao Zhimiao picked and chose among these defensive props and picked out a defensive bracelet.

There are two dragon scales, and she can make two defense items.

She counted the amount of magic she had left, and she still had the ability to do it

The blood spell used within the line can barely make two defensive props.

Now if she wants to use her magic to do anything, she must use blood spells, otherwise she won't be able to use her magic power.

Of course, just with these things, it is impossible to make props with bare hands, outside the abyss, she needs a specific magic array to make props, but the magic power she has recovered now can't use this magic array.

She didn't get any items or spells from monsters or treasure chests, and it just so happened that there was a jade disc in the treasure that Modu had collected, which could be used in place of spells. :

She took out the white jade disc and put it on the table, injecting a trace of magic into the jade disc to activate it, and the surface of the jade disc gradually lit up with a spell pattern, and crimson magic lingered around the jade dish.

Then, she put the curse mark she had drawn into the jade plate, which was swallowed by crimson magic, and only a glowing spell mark pattern hovered above the jade plate.

She took off the two dragon scales and the bracelet, as well as the defensive necklace she was wearing, and put them inside.

The four items were locked in the spell and suspended in mid-air, surrounded by crimson magic.

After doing this, Xiao Zhimiao fell directly on the carpet.

Aman was startled by her sudden fall, "Are you alright?"

Xiao Zhimiao's voice was weak: "It's okay, I want to sleep for a while."

"Little poisonous dragon, you are well guarded."

The dragon scales and those two defensive items have been engraved into her spell seal, as long as they are fused, they will be completed, just wait a little longer.

She consumed so much that she needed a good night's sleep.

Now, I can only pray that she will be stable for a while, so that she can recover a little.

Fortunately, she is now in the body of an evil god, and her body has been integrated with the spell mark of automatic recovery, which is a little faster than when she was the Almighty.

She soon fell into a deep sleep, and Aman, seeing that she was asleep, tried to help her to the sofa, but was afraid of waking her, so he brought her a blanket and covered her body.

Xiao Zhimiao fell asleep, she didn't dare to sleep anymore, and sat beside her to guard her.

There was a slight movement around him, and Aman turned his head to look and saw Modu get up from the sofa, transform into the previous red dragon appearance, and lie on the ground with his back to them.

She stared at his back for a while, turned her gaze to Xiao Zhimiao's pale cheeks, and looked at her with her eyebrows twisted.

She really couldn't understand this Xiao Zhimiao, she had always hated her before, not only because she felt that she was too arrogant, but also because she felt that she was indifferent and impersonal, and she was very selfish.

She never had a word of truth in her mouth, which made her not believe her.

But she saved her.