Universe Infinite Canteen

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. While she was throwing the small branches on the ground, he finally finished the spell of the Fire Dragon Talisman.

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

The savage fire dragon also brought Wang Chongyang a lot of security. The monsters that appeared in this disaster zone were all water creatures, and they were naturally afraid of fire, so the fire talisman should also have a strong restraining effect on them.

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

That seemingly insignificant drop of water, facing the aggressive fire dragon, looked like an egg hitting a stone.

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 and turned into a bean-sized one.

Then it was completely swallowed by the water drop, leaving nothing behind except the curling water mist.

Wang Chongyang knelt on the spot. What kind of magic is this? Just moving his fingers broke a mid-level talisman.

Such an enemy is simply not something he can beat now.

So Wang Chongyang not only knelt, but also decisively kowtowed to the opposite side, muttering in his mouth, "I was wrong! Don't kill me, immortal, 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 the intention of sparing him. She found another drop of water on her body and planned to bounce it towards Wang Chongyang.

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

He looked up at the little girl with horns on her head, and the latter's movements really stopped, and she moved her eyes to the pile of small branches in front of her.

"There's a chance!" Wang Chongyang was overjoyed, and continued to take another small branch.

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

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

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

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

Wang Chongyang knew that he had made a good bet. They were now playing a game called picking sticks, also known as scattering sticks.

The rules were very simple, that is, a handful of small sticks were scattered on the ground, and one of them picked it up first.

During the period, other small sticks could not be touched, otherwise another player would have to pick it up, and the final winner would depend on who had more small sticks in his hand.

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

Fortunately, this thing is not difficult to use. 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 was, Wang Chongyang was also very excited. This was definitely the most serious and exciting round of picking sticks he had ever played in his life.

The little girl with horns found a small branch to replace the wooden stick, but it was not cut cleanly. There were still many thin branches on it, which made it more difficult to pick.

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

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

Therefore, when counting at the end, his heart was hanging in his throat.

The little girl with horns didn't seem to be very good at counting, so the two of them used the method of you taking out one and I taking out one to compete for victory or defeat.

Wang Chongyang was sharp-eyed and had noticed that the little girl had 5 sticks left in her hand, while he only had 4 sticks left in his hand.

It's over, I'm going to lose!

Wang Chongyang's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he didn't die from urinating, but from picking sticks?

Although this is slightly better than before, it 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 branches and cut off one of the branches in her hand.

He turned his small branches from 4 to 5, and then he felt that he had done it, so he simply cut off another one to 6.

Wang Chongyang tremblingly took out the small branch after breaking it. The little girl with horns might be wondering why the branch in his hand was so short, and looked at it twice more.

But she didn't play water drops on him.

Win! Wang Chongyang was overjoyed, and when he put down the last small branch, the little girl with horns on her head finally had an expression on her face.

It was a look similar to doubt and satisfaction.

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

No, I have to die even if I win! Wang Chongyang felt inexplicably sad and angry, so what was the meaning of his victory? !

Seeing the water droplets flying towards him again, Wang Chongyang subconsciously stretched out his hand and clenched his fist to block in front of him.

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

She stared at his two fists.

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

Combined with 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 exchanged them quickly.

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

The girl was indeed attracted again, and her eyes swept over his fists.

Finally, she pointed to her left fist, which looked a circle bigger, and there was indeed a small branch hidden in it.

This was naturally done intentionally by Wang Chongyang, because he had won before, but was almost killed, 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.

Ah? Why can't I lose? !

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

He thought of catching stones, but there were no stones here. Wang Chongyang's eyes swept around. He was now in a palace at the bottom of the river. This palace had no doors or windows, but the river water outside could not flow in.

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

Wang Chongyang didn't have time to appreciate such a wonder at the moment. His eyes were quickly attracted by the clams on the wall.

This should be used to replace stones to play the stone grabbing game.

Wang Chongyang didn't dare to stop, and rushed to the nearest stone wall. He dug and pried, got more than a dozen clams, and rushed back quickly.