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Chapter 651 Dragon Palace
The little girl with horns on her head didn't know if she didn't notice Wang Chongyang's little action, she lowered her head and fiddled with the small branches in her hand.

Wang Chongyang felt that this was an opportunity, and while she was throwing the twigs on the ground, he finally finished reciting the spell of the Fire Dragon Talisman.

He casually threw the talisman into the air, and the fire dragon talisman swelled up in the wind, transforming into a real fire dragon, nearly seven meters long, looking very majestic.

The snarling fire dragon also gave Wang Chongyang a sense of security. The monsters in this disaster zone were all aquatic creatures, and they were naturally afraid of fire, so the fire talismans should have a strong inhibitory effect on them.

Just as Wang Chongyang was thinking this, he saw the little girl with horns on her head didn't even raise her head, but just flicked her hand and a drop of water on her clothes flew away.

That seemingly insignificant little drop of water, facing the ferocious fire dragon, was like an egg hitting a rock.

But the next moment, the fire dragon that was hit let out a wail, and the flames on its body kept shrinking. It only lasted for less than a breath before turning into the size of a bean.

Then it was completely swallowed up by the water droplets, leaving nothing behind except the wisp of water mist.

Wang Chongyang knelt on the spot. What kind of magic was this? He just moved his fingers and broke a mid-level talisman.

Such an enemy was simply not something he could defeat at his current state.

So Wang Chongyang not only knelt down, but also kowtowed decisively to the other side, muttering, "I was wrong! Immortal, please don't kill me, I won't dare to do it again!"

Wang Chongyang had already shown weakness, but the little girl with horns on her head didn't seem to have any intention of letting him go. She found another drop of water from her body and planned to throw it towards Wang Chongyang.

At the critical moment, Wang Chongyang looked at the branches on the ground, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. He hurriedly reached out and picked up a small branch from the edge.

He raised his head and looked at the little girl with horns on her head. Sure enough, the latter stopped moving and shifted her gaze to the pile of twigs in front of her.

"There's hope!" Wang Chongyang was overjoyed. He continued to work hard and took away another small branch.

The girl simply sat down cross-legged in front of him.

Wang Chongyang reached out his hand for the third time, but this time, perhaps because he was nervous, he accidentally touched other branches when he picked up the branch.

The next moment, a pair of cold little hands pressed on Wang Chongyang's hands.

Wang Chongyang quickly let go of his hand and looked nervously at the little girl opposite him. The latter did not attack him, but also started picking up branches.

Wang Chongyang knew that his bet was right. What they were playing now was a game called picking sticks, also known as scattering sticks.

The rules are simple. A handful of sticks are scattered on the ground and one person picks one up first.

During this period, the player cannot touch other sticks, otherwise another player will have to pick them up. The winner will be determined by who has more sticks.

Wang Chongyang also played the game of picking up sticks when he was a child, but as he grew older, he rarely played this childish game.

Fortunately, this thing is not difficult to get started. As long as your hands are steady and your mind is careful enough, you can win.

Because he didn't know what the punishment for failure would be, Wang Chongyang was very focused. This was definitely the most serious and exciting round of stick picking he had ever played in his life.

The horned little girl found a small branch to replace the stick, but she didn't cut it cleanly and there were still many twigs on it, which made the picking more difficult.

Fortunately, there were not many branches and the two of them finished picking them up in ten minutes.

Wang Chongyang looked at the branch in his hand, then looked at the little girl with horns on the opposite side, and felt that the number of both sides should be relatively close.

Therefore, when he was doing the final statistics, his heart was in his throat.

The little girl with horns didn't seem to be good at counting, so the two of them competed by taking out one stick each time. Wang Chongyang had sharp eyes and noticed that the little girl had 5 sticks left in her hand, while he only had 4 sticks left.

It’s over, we’re going to lose!
Wang Chongyang's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he didn't die from urinating, but from picking up the stick?
Although this is slightly better than before, the improvement is limited.

Wang Chongyang didn't want to die at such a young age, so he gritted his teeth and took advantage of the little girl with horns lowering her head to put down the branch to break off one of the branches in her hand.

I increased the number of my branches from 4 to 5, but then I felt that I had done everything I could, so I decided to be more thorough and cut off one more branch, making it 6.

Wang Chongyang tremblingly took out the broken twig. The little girl with horns was probably wondering why the branch in his hand was so short, so she took a few more glances.

But he was not hit with water droplets.

Win! Wang Chongyang was overjoyed. When he put down the last twig, the little girl with horns on her head finally showed some expression on her face.

It was an expression that was both puzzled and satisfied.

But the satisfaction was only fleeting, and then she started looking for water droplets on her body again.

No, even if he wins, he will die! Wang Chongyang felt inexplicably sad and angry. What was the point of his winning?!

Seeing that the water drop was about to fly towards him again, Wang Chongyang subconsciously stretched out his hand and clenched his fist to block it in front of him.

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But the next moment, the little girl with horns on her head stopped moving again.

Staring straight at his two fists.

What does that mean? Wang Chongyang's brain was working at an unprecedented speed at this moment.

Considering what happened before, could it be that she still wants to play?
It's a gamble! Wang Chongyang tried to pick up the shortest branch from the ground, then put his hands behind his back and quickly exchanged them.

After a moment, he clenched his fists, stretched them out again, and placed them in front of the girl with horns on her head.

As expected, the girl's attention was attracted again, and her eyes kept moving over his fist.

Finally, she pointed to her left fist, which seemed to have grown bigger, and there was indeed a small branch hidden inside.

This was naturally done intentionally by Wang Chongyang, because he had won before but was almost defeated, so he simply chose to lose this time.

As a result, the little girl with horns showed a happy and satisfied expression and then continued to lower her head to look for water drops.

Huh? Why can't I lose?!

Wang Chongyang felt numb. In order to survive, he had to use the same old trick again and use his brain again to think about what other games he could play.

He thought of grabbing stones, but there were no stones here. Wang Chongyang looked around and found that he was now in a palace at the bottom of a river. The palace had no doors or windows, but the river water outside could not flow in.

Blocked by a layer of water curtain, it is a bit like the effect of a water-dividing charm.

Wang Chongyang had no time to appreciate the wonder at the moment. His eyes were quickly attracted by the clams on the wall.

This should be able to replace stones to play the stone-catching game.

Wang Chongyang did not dare to stay and rushed to the nearest stone wall. He dug and pried down more than a dozen clams and quickly rushed back.

(End of this chapter)