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031 Danger

Ice Dragon found this Li dragon, which seemed to be composed entirely of a kind of cold ice.

The ice was so hard and dense, a hundred times tighter than a rock, that anything that touched it would freeze into a popsicle.

Qianlong Lee carefully walked around the cold dragon, afraid to startle him, and finally came to the place where he stored Hyun iron ore.

With the help of the faint moonlight in the sky, Qianlong Lee looked out over the land, where the hyundai iron ore was scattered haphazardly. A feeling of happiness rose in me, and Qianlong Lee, with a groan, rushed forward.

Qianlong Lee bent down to pick up a piece of hyundai iron ore, opened the Eastern magic pen, picked up the hyundai iron ore and threw it inside.

The sound of Hyundai's iron ore filled his consciousness and he forgot all about it. All attention was on the numbers pulsating on the Eastern magic pen. Qianlong Lee was too busy collecting hyundai iron ore to notice anything strange about Ice Dragon's chilly back.

Qianlong Lee was racing against the clock to collect Hyundai iron ore, his alertness to his surroundings minimized, and now Ice Dragon's cold dragon behind him opened his eyes.

It was incredibly insulting to be ignored by a publicity-class web writer who looked like ants.

"Damn it, kill!" Ice Dragon cursed, Ice Dragon's cold mana converging frantically towards her nostrils!

"om..." Immediately, a white chill shot from the dragon's nostrils. The surrounding mist was white, or rather translucent. Ice Dragon's ice power is pale blue.

Light blue ice aura scattered in all directions, surrounding Qianlong Lee.

Surrounded by a blanket of white mist, Qianlong Lee was still too busy picking up Hyundai iron ore to notice the pale blue ice aura had appeared at his side.

As the night wore on, no one knew. There was still a man here, working silently, under the trees in the middle of the night. The mountain wind whistled, blowing away clumps of cold air. The chill spread and enveloped Qianlong Lee, but the engrossed Qianlong Lee didn't notice.

A cold chill crept up and enveloped them from all sides.

As the chill approached Qianlong Lee finally felt it and looked up in horror at what he was seeing.

Qianlong Lee's face changed, the chill on such a scale was more than one of his little public-grade web writers could resist, and it was night and he wanted to scream.

Because this is a mountain stream, even mine superintendent Xie Lao. At best, at night, they patrolled the peaks, paying no attention to the warehouse.

Qianlong Lee looked wryly at the Hyundai iron ore in his hand, the number in the Eastern Magic Pen, only a short distance from completion.

Unfortunately, he didn't seem to have a chance to finish, and the brisk air had already enveloped him.

Feeling the change in his surroundings, Qianlong Lee froze, wondering if his face was just numb from being too cold. Instinctively, he raised his hand and wiped what was on his fingertips, not the slag of ice.

Ice Dragon's dragon breath was a condensation of chilly energy, pure and simple, and when she realized that something was wrong, Qianlong Lee suddenly became nervous and immediately urged her body to speed up its mana to ward off the cold.

But as the chill crept in and enveloped them, Qianlong Lee found herself unable to move her eyes. A feeling of trepidation came over her, something she had never felt before, even when she was in a life-or-death situation.

It felt too weird for Qianlong Lee. His discomfort grew as he remembered the dangerous feeling he had just entered.

The mountain wind howled again, and cold air from all directions rushed to Qianlong Lee, who closed his eyes in resignation, numbing him to the bone.

The only thought that crossed Qianlong Lee's mind was, was he going to die for no apparent reason?

"No, I won't!" Qianlong Lee growled inwardly, but the cold quickly froze him.

He fell to the ground like a stake, but Qianlong Lee had his hands out in front of him as if trying to catch something, even if he fell.

Ice Dragon's dragon breath chilled, but Ice Dragon, the most coveted treasure of network writers practising cold ice attribute power, needed only a strand to freeze everything in the world.

Most miraculously of all, being frozen in the cold of Li Long is said to be able to escape the passage of time for a while and to become solid as a rock.

Even the blade of the spirit weapon could not hurt, and that alone was of great use. If you can add a star and a half dragon's breath to your cold ice magic or spirit magic, it will multiply your strength.

The thick white scales of the cold ice dragon slid across Qianlong Lee's body, wrapping her tighter and tighter.

Ice Dragon's huge dragon dragon dragon dragon's dragon's huge, terrible mouth opened wide, revealing sharp fangs that seemed to swallow Qianlong Lee in one breath.

Qianlong Lee was so entangled that he could not move, and chi ice dragons became more and more entwined. Qianlong Lee was crushed in agony, his blood pumping.

Qianlong Lee's blood dripped, turning to cold ice before it hit the ground, due to the chill of the Li dragon.

Still, a drop of blood dripped onto the oriental pen at his waist, and the oriental pen was instantly activated. A whiff of earth-shattering air grew from the eastern magic pen, growing stronger and more frightening.

Qianlong Lee felt nothing but the pain of his soul being torn apart and his heart torn from his chest.

In fact, Li ice dragon belongs to the ancient alien species, Bingtian cold, to adulthood can evolve into a real cold ice dragon, body can reach thousands of feet, gas devour mountains and rivers. It was notorious in the Swire. Ice Dragon dragon was in its infancy, although she had barely hatched in this mine.

But even so, all it had to do was spew out the dragon's breath and freeze Qianlong Lee to ice, even the mana blood inside her.

Qianlong Lee only felt that all the mana in his Dantian, along with the soul power that knew the sea, was spurting out uncontrollably, pouring madly into the Eastern pen.

Just then, with a click of the Eastern magic pen, no one controlled it and automatically levitated. The oriental magic pen wrapped around Qianlong Lee's body, the light on the pen hesitated, Qianlong Lee firmly in the light!

Ice Dragon's cold breath was blocked by this sudden magic pen, and even though it was only a few inches away from Qianlong Lee, it was as impenetrable as a graben!

It was only then that Qianlong Lee felt the power of the Eastern magic pen.

Even though he was the owner of the Eastern Magic Pen, he still felt a twinge of fear. Qianlong Lee's hand gripped the pen uncontrollably, with some trepidation.

Qianlong Lee's hand slowly gripped the pen to the end. Suddenly, Qianlong Lee felt as if the pen itself was connected to him, as if it were part of him.

Feeling the power of the Eastern magic pen, and then remembering the horror of the artifact. Ice Dragon released Qianlong Lee and fell to her knees in her human form.