Evil dragon roars ~ woo woo

Oreo put down the book, glanced at the angry little dragon cub, and said with a smile in his voice, "Do you want to take a bath, it's time to go to bed." By the way, he put away the scroll.

Long Ming left the range of the soundproof spell: "Oreo, let's go." Let this evil spirit enjoy the Holy Spirit's song alone.

"Okay." Oreo got up and left with the little dragon cub.

Gru and Seria had fallen asleep a long time ago, Long Ming and Oreo couldn't help but act lightly. After he finished taking a shower, Long Ming slowly returned to the bed, heaved a sigh of relief, and didn't worry about it. After a while, Oreo came out too.

He was sitting on the sofa, looking at the black magic forbidden book in his hand, flipping through the pages one by one, not feeling sleepy yet, it is not a long-term solution for the evil spirits to be sealed in the scroll, if the scroll is destroyed, it will escape, It has to be inescapable, and it must be controlled to a certain extent.

This is an unstable factor, Oreo thought.

Long Ming turned over and yawned, opened his sleepy eyes and glanced at the scroll placed in the vase, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, it was almost noon.

Grew and the others had already put their things in the carriage downstairs and were going to leave today.

The little dragon cub didn't wake up, and the parents didn't have any objections. They waited for him to wake up before setting off.

Long Ming sat on the small bench and felt a little embarrassed that he had delayed everyone's schedule. After a hasty breakfast, he followed Carlo downstairs.

Erza held the dragon doll in her hand, her eyes were slightly bent, and she kissed her cherishedly, and Czech looked at her with eyes full of doting.

"Let's go." Long Ming stepped on the small bench to get into the carriage, Oreo and Gru went up together, Carlo was driving in front, and the Emerald Dragon and his wife also got into the carriage. Following the Pegasus lightly stepping on the horse's hooves, everyone hurried on their way again.

Celia flew out of the black lamp and landed next to the gramophone, and the ethereal voice of [Song of the Holy Spirit] flowed gently and slowly in everyone's ears.

"Why is it silent?" Celia circled around the scroll, wanting to meet the evil spirits, but also a little afraid of them.

Long Ming sat on the blanket and yawned slowly: "Maybe he's sleeping."

Insomnia is certain, after all, the evil spirits have listened to the Holy Spirit's song all night, and the sound only subsides in the morning.

When Celia heard this, Lao Gao burst into flames, and was very dissatisfied: "This evil spirit is too lazy, and he woke up later than you, good boy. Is he conscious of being imprisoned by us? It's simply hateful!"

Celia was blocked by the Silencing Curse, so naturally she didn't hear the noisy singing last night.

Long Ming nodded, and blamed the evil spirit righteously: "You are right, the evil spirit is too lazy."

The evil spirit who has been hiding in the scroll and eavesdropping: ...

"Clatter." The scroll moved, startling Celia: "Is it awake?"

"I didn't sleep at all!" The evil spirit's voice was extremely hoarse, full of resentment, as he spoke, the scroll trembled a few times, and he didn't know if he was angry.

"If you haven't slept, you haven't slept. Why are you talking so fiercely?" Celia replied, not seeing anyone yelling in front of it.

The evil spirit trembled violently. Don't they know why it didn't sleep? !What hypocrisy!

Seeing that it was almost done, Long Ming talked about what he asked the evil spirit last night, emphasizing the cunning and shamelessness of the evil spirit, and he couldn't believe what he said.

Erza got up and pulled the scroll away, and saw the evil spirit sealed inside, it was like a puddle of ink smeared on the snow-white scroll, like a stain.

"Tell me, what is your purpose?" Erza asked in a low voice.

Long Ming leaned over and looked at it as well.

On the snow-white scroll, the evil spirit turned into a dark ghost, without eyes and mouth, it barely kept its figure, swayed from side to side, and said with a backbone: "Old... I don't know anything, If you ask me anything, I won't answer it, just die of that heart. "

Long Ming silently clenched his fists, this evil spirit really did not shed tears when he saw the coffin.

"Tell us, we won't hurt you." Erza didn't get angry, instead she was calm and patient: "Bryan, you should know our identities. A powerful existence, but if you have difficulties, we can reciprocate."

The ghost-like Brian shook his head, and he smiled sinisterly: "I want to get news from me, dreaming."

What a dedicated villain, Long Ming looked at its embarrassing appearance, and approached the scroll with big beautiful golden eyes.

"You, what are you doing?" The evil spirit looked at the little devil vigilantly, and the tail trembled unconsciously.

Long Ming squinted at this evil spirit. In fact, he was a little worried. What should he do? It was already dead and turned into an evil spirit. Ordinary methods would definitely be useless to it, but if it could be destroyed with light magic What a pity, after all, it was the only clue.

"Don't worry, it's already in our hands anyway, there's always a way to make it talk." Oreo said in a gentle voice, looking at the frowning little dragon cub.

The alarm bell in the evil spirit's heart has been frenzied since the man opened his mouth, and the chill penetrated into its body from the scroll.

What does this man want to do?

Hearing what Oreo said, Long Ming turned to look at him: "Okay."

Czech inadvertently glanced at the forbidden book of black magic in Oreo's hand.

Erza saw it too, but she didn't say much. The evil spirit always has to suffer a little bit before it realizes how wonderful her suggestion just now is.

Celia observed the evil spirit for a while, and felt that it was dark and unattractive at all, and she lost interest.

Long Ming tied the scroll and put it in a vase.

He ignored it for the next few days, and only the song of the Holy Spirit accompanied the evil spirit.

Long Ming followed Oreo, Gru made a small pot according to Oreo's idea, Celia flew to the bottom of the pot and burned, and the potion in the pot was gurgling and rolling with strange dark brown foam.

Long Ming squatted next to the potion pot and saw Oreo take out a shriveled eyeball from his cuff and throw it in. He didn't know which monster it was from.

"Oreo, what are you cooking?" Celia couldn't help asking.

Long Ming was also very curious.

The song of the holy spirit that had been played for several days finally stopped at dusk that day, and even the evil spirits in the scroll seemed to sense something strange, shaking it from time to time.

Oreo was wearing a black mage robe, sitting upright on the blanket, with a straight back and an elegant and calm demeanor. Beside him were his achievements in recent days, some bottles and jars and potion ingredients. I don't know where to find them. of.

"It's some gadgets I collected before." Oreo saw Xiaolong's curiosity, and explained, "You'll know what I'm doing after a while."

The big dragons were also very curious, and sat in front of the potion pot with Gru.

Oreo took out the things in his storage space and subdivided them finely. Long Ming saw him dig a spoonful of dark green slime into the pot, and then added a few grams of dark pink powder, the tentacles of unknown creatures. It is essential, and the wriggling half-cut worms are swallowed by the mucus in the pot when they are put in.

Long Ming swallowed, he lowered his head to take a closer look at the dark green mucus in the small earthen jar, and suddenly saw a few small white spots on it.

"Oreo, this slime seems to be moldy." Is it still working?

Long Ming asked while pointing to the small crock.

Oreo glanced at it casually: "It works, but it's dead anyway."

Long Ming: ...

Dragons and Gru: ...

Celia trembled all over, the flames grew rapidly, and everyone smelled an extremely unpleasant smell.

"...What are you doing?" The evil spirit inside the scroll bluffed and shouted: "I will not surrender to the side of justice."

"My heart belongs to darkness forever."

Oreo stirred the potion, took out a silver knife and scratched his fingertips, the dark blue blood dripped into the potion, making a sizzling sound, and blue smoke lingered around him. His handsome and dusty face was a bit blurry.

Long Ming didn't expect that blood would be needed to make a potion. When Oreo put down his hands, he quickly took out a clean cloth and wrapped it up. His little face was wrinkled into a bun: "Does it hurt, Oreo?"

Oreo touched Xiaolong's head: "It doesn't hurt." He didn't feel this little injury.

Strangely, with the mermaid's blood, the potion in the pot suddenly turned into a dark blue jelly substance.

Long Ming touched it in disbelief, and found that the potion seemed to be alive and entangled in his hand. He was startled, and quickly retracted his hand.

"It's amazing." Carlo said from the side.

"It's just a little scary." Gru added silently.

Oreo got up, took the scroll in the vase, and put the scroll into the potion pot without waiting for the evil spirit to speak. The dark blue jelly found the object and immediately climbed up the scroll. Like eating a scroll, he devoured the scroll bit by bit, occasionally seeing the pale golden seal inscription looming in it.

The evil spirit inexplicably felt a huge threat: "Damn, what are you doing, why do I feel like I'm going to be sucked in."

It fled in a hurry, but the dark blue jelly still wrapped it, and the whole scroll turned into a part of it and melted into the pot. Long Ming saw that the black evil spirit was wrapped in the dark blue jelly, as if imprisoned. live amber.

The more he struggled, the more the jelly penetrated into its body, and in the end, it actually possessed an entity.

When Long Ming saw the end, his eyes widened in disbelief.

The jelly was inhaled by the evil spirit, and then turned into a black jelly-like ghost with a small semicircular head and a dark body, but the bottom was in the shape of a small lace.

Long Ming couldn't help laughing out loud.

Celia flew out and saw it, and laughed with her good friend.

The evil spirit didn't react at first, it shook its body, and made it almost fall down suddenly and heavily. It took a while to react, its voice was gnashing its teeth, and the little lace trembled with anger: "How dare you speak to the great cloth?" Your Highness Ryan did such a thing!"

"You will get retribution! I swear, I will curse you with endless hatred forever... um..."

Long Ming laughed enough, stretched out his fingertips and poured the little jelly ghost into the pot, and held it in his palm again, it was soft and cold, really like jelly.

"What are you doing?! Get out of here." The evil spirit yelled, but its body was ravaged involuntarily. The cub's little hand poked its whole body limp, unable to lift any strength.

Long Ming finally confirmed that the evil spirit had turned into a small jelly, which he could pinch and poke round.

Oreo took the evil spirit who had been chattering and cursing from the little dragon cub's hand, and the arrogant evil spirit suddenly fell silent, and his little body trembled.

Oreo took out a pen and wanted to draw a confinement spell on it, so that the evil spirits could better match this body.

As soon as the golden magic pattern was painted, the evil spirit spoke again, with a little flattery.

"This, this big brother, if you have something to say, please speak, Brian is very happy to serve you."

Long Ming looked angrily at the bullying evil spirit.

Oreo put down his pen, stared at the evil spirit with interest, his thin lips curled slightly: "But, that's not what you said a few days ago."

"Fame is good and bad. The past is the past, and the present is the present. I am not static. I can discuss everything." The evil spirit's flattering voice became a little louder: "People like you who belong to the righteous camp, You shouldn't mind my nonsense before."

Oreo's silver eyes were slightly bent, and he leaned over to pick up the magic pattern spar paint on the ground. His long gray hair fell down, covering the body of the evil spirit. The chill was piercing, completely gone from the gentle jade and spring breeze just now, but like a poisonous snake hissing in the dark, with an indescribable viciousness.

"But you're wrong, I don't belong to justice."

The body of the evil spirit, which has always claimed to be evil, trembled. It watched the man cast a soul-binding spell on him with a cold body.

"Oreo, what are you drawing?" Long Ming probed over, and found that there was a layer of golden magic patterns painted on the body of the little jelly.

"It's the magic that condenses its body." Oreo put down his pen, and fed the little dragon a honey candy by the way.

Long Ming's eyes lit up: "Then it won't be able to escape."

The evil spirit lay unlovely in the cub's soft, milky palm, paralyzed, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the cute smiling face of the little evil dragon. The people in the temple scolded bloody, wow, this time I was mistaken, it turned out to be a combination of villains with all members in the skin of justice, shit!It's a big loss!