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Chapter 285 Stealing the Golden Apple 22 - The Trap of Paradise

 After howling, the ball reacted - oh, the pen spirit has been dead for a long time. That guy was withdrawn. When he was in his prime, he fell in love with an epiphyllum. The flower only bloomed for five hours. Later, the epiphyllum died.

The pen spirit actually vomited all the ink in his stomach and went away together.

Yun Tuan blinked, "Why are you so excited?"

The ball shook its scales, and suddenly it felt like it had been punched.

"Speaking of which, why didn't you give them the golden apple?" Yun Tuan was puzzled. She could see that at the end of yesterday, the ball was so full that she almost vomited and continued to eat it.

Qiu: "You're kidding, there are so many treasures, how do I know which one is the golden apple?"

Yun Tuan frowned.

This evil dragon is unreliable, and neither is this copy.

Ball: "I don't want to play cards today. Do you have any other games?"

Yun Tuanlong grinned and showed a kind smile, "There is no game suitable for evil dragons."

The meat ball swelled with anger and slammed into the dragon's chin!

Yun Tuan lowered his head, pointed the glowing black dragon horn at the meat ball, and stabbed it gently.

The ball rolled and fell to the ground, shriveling up at a speed visible to the naked eye. It turned green and white, and the pain was unbearable but it was holding on.

"This trick is useless, I won't fall in the same pit twice!" Yun Tuan smiled slightly.

Suddenly, a pink light hit the dragon's navel!

A burst of severe pain shot from the surface of the body to the brain. The cloud instantly bent over in pain, and the wound on the tail also started to hurt in due time.

"Haha! Haha... No one knows my body better than me!" Qiu gasped and shouted proudly.

"Why do evil dragons have so many weaknesses? Just like this, you can still live for eight thousand years?"

The ball was silent.

After a while, it snorted and got into the cave to sleep.

Yun Tuan, who was covered in cold sweat, made sure that the other party fell into a deep sleep, then tiptoed towards her "toilet".

Long's sense of smell is very sensitive, and she can feel where her two teammates are in that direction.

Rushing over in two or three steps, Yun Tuan glanced at the scene and held a rock-shaped dragon in his hands to study it carefully. She frowned and said nothing.

Jing Yu squatted beside the tree trunk and dug a hole with his dagger.

Jinghe raised his head and looked up at the giant dragon, "Oh, you're here, hurry up, hurry up, are there golden apples down here?"

"I don't know if it's true." Yun Tuan said softly, the air flow across the fangs, and the pronunciation of the word was cut into several small parts.

Long's expression might be distorted and ferocious, but she couldn't control it. She wanted to tell Jinghe several times: Throw away that thing!

"Then why bury it?" Jing Yu stopped, his wrists and arms were sore and painful after exerting force for a long time.

"Forget it...you guys step back a little bit first." Yun Tuan rubbed his paws.

Jing and Jing Yu raised their heads, made calculations, and ran all the way to another hilltop in tacit agreement.

The fire dragon grabbed the one-meter-three dead wood, flipped his wrist, and easily pulled it up!

Yun Tuan lowered his head and dug for a while, and dug out a ball of unknown substance and a few apple-shaped pieces of gold.

Jing He rushed back with the bunch of Xiang in his arms, "There are exactly three golden apples, so our mission is completed?"

Jing Yu pulled out the console and took a few glances, "No, the clouds are not there yet, we can't leave."

Yun Tuan scratched his head, "I can't complete my mission, but if I admit defeat, I should be able to get out, right?"

Jing He changed his usual liveliness and said seriously: "No, there is no such thing as surrender in a mission. The end is only when the player dies when attacked. Your points should not be enough to leave the park."

Yun Tuan: "Huh?"

"Each player has one and only one chance to change his life, and the points required are five thousand. Did the paradise tell you that points will not be deducted if the mission fails?" Jing Yu put away the dagger.


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