"You kid is also a worrier!"
Gu Wen grabbed the little treasure, threw it up, and said with a smile: "Come, son, help dad tell the old man of the stele spirit to take the demon sealing stele and the ancient troll body into the ancient well world."
Xiaobao looked confused: "Why?"
Gu Wen told the truth: "The Demon-Sealing Monument is very powerful and has a higher level than dad's brick artifact. There is a Demon-Sealing Monument guarding the Gujing World. If Dad encounters an enemy that cannot be defeated, he can bring it into the Gujing World and let the Demon-Sealing Monument be guarded."
Demon Monument helps."
Ling Fan stroked his forehead: "Wenzi, have you drunk a little too much?"
This kid is not usually so upright... right?
Xiaobao waved his little paw and shouted in a sweet voice: "Grandpa Beiling, the baby is here, bring some delicious food."
Yin Dong smiled sullenly, Xiaobao was also a big liar, and he knew how to give sweethearts first.
The roots of the blood-devouring tree swelled up and turned into root-carved tables and chairs. The three Yin Dong brothers and four little ones were waiting for them. The spirit of the stele showed the face of the real person Xiaobao and soon appeared and sat down at the table.
Gu Wen was holding Xiaobao and sitting opposite the stele spirit. When Ling Fan reached out to hug Xiaojun, the boy twisted his butt and rushed towards Yin Dong: "I want Uncle Dongzi to hug me!"
"You brat!" Ling Fan slapped his son in the face, picked up Xiao Longlong, hugged Xiao Xue'er with him, and sat down on the right side of the stele spirit.
Yin Dong picked up Xiaojun, regardless of how Xiaobao deceived the stele spirit, and carefully observed Xiaojun's severed hand. After a while, he said: "Wenzi, give me a soul flame."
From the mouth of the ancient well that Gu Wen placed on the table, a pale soul flame floated out, and a white soul flame with a gold edge also floated out from the center of Yin Dong's eyebrows.
When the stele spirit saw the soul flame with a gold edge, his eyes froze.
"Xiao Jun, it hurts a bit. Please bear with it for a while. I will let this soul flame penetrate through your severed hand to see if it can stimulate the regeneration of the power of the rules of reincarnation."
Yin Dong's thoughts can be passed to the pale soul flame of Wuzhu through his soul flame, so that the ignorant soul flame can release strands of soul flame according to his will, burning Xiaojun's broken wrist.
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In the eyes of the stele spirit, Yin Dong is trying to intimidate... He has such a powerful soul flame. If it disobeys, he will use the soul flame to burn its spirit body!
shudder!
The spirit of the stele looked at Yin Dong at this time, as if he was an extremely evil demon, but there was no trace of demonic energy in him, and he could not be suppressed! Huh? Gujingtai is a magic weapon, it has absolute suppressive power!
Ling Fan also thought of this question at this time: "Wenzi, the Demon-Sealing Monument, as the name suggests, seals demonic creatures and artifacts. Have you forgotten that your ancient well platform is a magical artifact? What if the Demon-Sealing Monument enters
If Gujing World becomes unusable, the fun will be great."
Gu Wen scratched his scalp and asked uncertainly: "Dongzi, is this true?"
"Why don't you give it a try. If it doesn't work, take out the Demon-Sealing Monument."
Yin Dong didn't raise his eyelids and kept paying close attention to the soul flame. He said casually: "Anyway, the power of the ancient well world can suppress an ancient troll. Maybe the ancient troll can be used as fertilizer to make the ancient well world evolve."
Gu Wen saw that Dongzi looked unreliable, and looked down at Xiaobao: "Son, tell me, if dad wants to seal the demon tablet, dad will listen to you."
Xiaobao stretched out his little paw and patted the ancient well platform, and said in a sweet voice: "Father Wenzi, you can do it, come on!"
Stele spirit:......
Isn’t it necessary to seek the opinion of this stele spirit?
Well, it seems that it also wants to enter the ancient well world, so that it can follow this weak scumbag master everywhere in the future. Moreover, with the ancient well world absorbing the energy of the ancient troll's body, it can be freed soon.
It's a win-win!
At this moment, Xiaobao held the ancient well platform and said to Beiling: "Grandpa Beiling, you have to be good and don't make trouble when you enter the ancient well world. The baby will give you delicious food. If you don't listen to Wenzi's father, the baby will die."
beat!"
Yes, the little guy is born knowing what sweet dates plus a big stick are, and he is very good at playing tricks. He is really the son of Yin Da's fool.
Ling Fan glanced at Xiaobao with a smile, then at Yin Dong, and then looked at his own son with a look of disgust on his face.
Xiaojun sensed the strong malice coming from his own father, and was about to look up when he heard Yin Dong say: "Pay more attention, I'm going to increase the amount of soul flame."
"Come on, I am a man who wants to be the generalissimo. I can handle it!"
Xiaojun said loudly, looking quite brave... He would not say that in fact, when the soul flame burned the broken hand, it was absorbed by the invisible energy. In fact, he didn't feel any pain at all.
Ling Fan looked at his own son with admiration and his eyes were red. It was because of his useless father that such a young son suffered so much... Wait, is there something wrong?
He knows his son better than his father. He observed carefully and soon saw something fishy: "You brat, you don't feel any pain at all, right? You dare to lie to me!"
Xiaojun refused to admit it: "It doesn't hurt, why don't you try it?"
When the playful father and son were making trouble, Yin Dong burst into laughter.
The spirit of the stele is worried. Isn’t the focus of attention now on the spirit of the stele? These human brats don’t take the spirit of the stele seriously at all. They are so disrespectful of the spirit of the stele!
Oh, the youngest cub that Yin Dong is holding has a look of sympathy on his face. Does he look down on the tablet spirit?
When the tablet spirit was caught in a rich inner drama, Xiaobao impatiently crawled over from the table, grabbed the tablet spirit's long beard, and shouted in a sweet voice: "Do you agree or not?"
The soul of the monument wants to cry but has no tears.
What can it do if it encounters a born Taoist with a bad temper? It can also despair!
"Yeah! Done!" Xiaobao made an "OK" gesture to Wenzi's father, happily holding the ancient well platform and going to put away the Demon-Sealing Monument and the ancient troll body.
"Where are you going, kid?"
In the blink of an eye, Yin Dong, Xiaobao ran out. The formation defense shield was ineffective against him, but it frightened Yin Dong into a cold sweat. He controlled the roots of the blood-devouring tree, entangled Xiaobao, and dragged the kid back.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
A black shadow rushed out from the crack in the river bed, opened its mouth to bite the ancient well platform, and fled madly into the distance.
"Damn it! What a big magic clam!"
Gu Wen exclaimed in surprise, looking at the running black figure, which suddenly expanded into a hill, but the speed was astonishingly fast, and disappeared in the churning black air in the blink of an eye.
Almost at the same time, a figure shot out of the formation's defense shield and chased after the magic clam.
That person is Yin Dong.
Gu Wen, the owner of Gujing Terrace, was sitting firmly on Diaoyutai, not moving at all.
The stele spirit looked at Gu Wen with a strange expression. Is this human kid short-sighted? All his ancient well magic weapons were taken away, and he didn't go after them. He still sat here and commented on the magic clam?
Chapter completed!