Oreo put down the book and glanced at the whimpering little dragon cub, with a smile on his voice: "Do you want to take a shower? It's time to go to bed." He put away the scroll.

Long Ming left the range of the soundproofing spell: "Oreo, let's go." Let this evil spirit enjoy the song of the Holy Spirit alone.

"Okay." Oreo stood up and left with the little dragon cub.

Gru and Ceria had already fallen asleep. Long Ming and Oreo were so slight. After he finished taking a shower, Long Ming slowly returned to the bed and breathed a sigh of relief. Not long after, Oreo also came out.

He sat on the sofa, looking at the black magic in his hand, turning page after page, without sleepiness yet, and it was not a long-term solution to be sealed in the scroll. If the scroll is destroyed, it will run away. It must leave it with no way out, and it must control it to a certain extent.

This is an instability factor, Oreo thought.

Long Ming turned over and yawned, opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the scroll placed in the vase, and finally fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was almost noon.

Gru and his team had already put their things in the carriage downstairs and were about to leave today.

The little dragon cub was not awake, and the parents had no objection, so they waited for him to wake up before leaving.

Long Ming sat on a small stool and felt that he had delayed everyone's itinerary. He felt a little embarrassed. After rushing to finish breakfast, he followed Carlo downstairs.

Elusa held the dragon doll in her hand, her eyes bent slightly, and she kissed her with cherishing eyes. The Czech eyes were full of pampering.

"Let's go." Long Ming stepped on the small stool and got on. Oreo and Gru went up together. Carlo drove in front. The Emerald Dragon couple also entered the carriage. As the Pegasus stepped on the horse's hooves, everyone rushed to the road again.

Selia flew out of the black light and landed next to the Lvji. [Song of the Holy Spirit] ethereal sound flowed gently and slowly in everyone's ears.

"Why is it silent?" Selia turned around the scroll, thinking of seeing the evil spirit, but she was a little scared of the evil spirit.

Long Ming sat on the blanket and yawned slowly: "Maybe he is sleeping."

Insomnia is certain, after all, the evil spirit listened to the song of the Holy Spirit for a night, and the sound dropped in the morning.

When Selia heard this, the flames suddenly burst into flames, and she was very dissatisfied: "This evil spirit is too lazy. She is even later than you, a good boy. Is there any consciousness of being imprisoned by us? It's simply hateful!"

Selia was blocked by the mute spell, so naturally she did not hear the noisy song last night.

Long Ming nodded and accused the evil spirit righteously: "You are right, the evil spirit is too lazy."

The evil spirit who has been hiding in the scroll and eavesdropping:...

"Crash." The scroll moved, scaring Selia: "Is it awake?"

"I didn't sleep at all!" The evil spirit's voice was extremely hoarse, with deep resentment. As he spoke, the scroll also shook a few times, and I don't know if it was angry.

"If you don't sleep, you won't sleep. Why do you do such a fierce tone?" Celia replied, believing that someone would yell in front of it.

The evil spirit trembled all over. Don’t they know why it didn’t sleep?! It’s simply hypocritical!

Seeing that it was almost done, Long Ming told me about the evil spirit last night, focusing on expressing the evil spirit's cunning and shamelessness and that he could not believe what he said.

Elusa stood up and pulled the scroll apart, and saw the evil spirit sealed inside. It was like a pool of ink on the snow-white scroll, like a stain.

"Tell me, what is your purpose?" Elusa asked in a low voice.

Long Ming came over and looked at it.

The evil spirit transformed into a dark ghost on the snow-white scroll, without eyes or mouth. It barely maintained its shape, shaking left and right, and said with a backbone: Old... I don't know anything. I won't answer anything you ask me, let's die that heart."

Long Ming clenched his fists silently. This evil spirit really didn't cry until he saw the coffin.

"Tell us that we won't hurt you." Elusa did not get angry, but instead was not anxious and patient: "Brian, you should know our identity. Although the Dragon Clan is not the most powerful existence in Azerrick, if you have difficulties, we can benefit each other."

The ghostly Brian shook his head, and it smiled sinisterly: "I want to get news from me, dream."

What a dedicated villain. Long Ming looked at his beating look and approached the scroll with his beautiful golden eyes.

"You, what are you doing?" The evil spirit looked at the little demon vigilantly, and Taiyin trembled unconsciously.

Long Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at the evil spirit. In fact, he felt a little worried. What should I do? It is dead and turned into an evil spirit. Ordinary methods must be useless to it, but it would be a pity to use light-based spells to destroy it. After all, it is the only clue.

"Don't worry, it has fallen into our hands anyway, so there is always a way to let it speak." Oreo looked at the frowning little dragon cub and said in a warm voice.

The alarm bell in the evil spirit's heart has been crazily since the man spoke, and the chill penetrated from the scroll into its body.

What does this man want to do?

When Long Ming heard Oreo say this, he turned to look at him: "Okay."

The Czech casually glanced at the black magic in Oreo's hand.

Elusa also saw it, but she didn't say much. The evil spirit always had to suffer a little before she could know how beautiful her advice was.

Selia observed the evil spirit for a while and felt that it was pitch black and not good-looking at all, and she lost interest.

Long Ming tied the scroll and put it in a vase.

He did not pay attention to it for the next few days, only the song of the Holy Spirit was accompanying the evil spirits.

Long Ming followed Oreo, and Gru made a small pot according to Oreo's idea. Selia flew to the bottom of the pot and burned. The potion in the pot was rolling with strange dark brown foam.

Long Ming squatted next to the potion pot and saw Oreo taking out a shriveled eyeball from his sleeve and throwing it in. He didn't know which monster it was from.

"Oreo, what are you working on?" Selia couldn't help asking.

Long Ming was also very curious.

The song of the Holy Spirit that had been played for several days finally stopped at dusk. Even the evil spirits in the scroll seemed to notice something strange and shook from time to time.

Oreo was wearing a black mage robe, sitting upright on the blanket, with his back straight and elegant expression. Next to him was his achievements in recent days, including some bottles, jars, pots and medicinal materials, I don’t know where to find them.

"It's some gadgets I've collected before." Oreo saw Xiaolong's curiosity and explained: "You will know what I'm doing after a while."

The dragons were also very curious and sat in front of the potion pot with Gru.

Oreo took out the things in his storage space and divided them carefully. Long Ming saw him dig a spoonful of dark green mucus into the pot, and then weighed a few grams of dark pink powder. The tentacles of unknown creatures were essential. The wriggling half-worms were swallowed by the mucus in the pot.

Long Ming swallowed, and he lowered his head and looked at the dark green mucus in the small clay pot, and suddenly saw a few small white dots on it.

"Oreo, this mucus seems to be moldy." Can it still be used?

Long Ming asked, pointing at the small clay pot.

Oreo glanced casually: "It works, it's dead anyway."

Long Ming:………

The Dragons and Gru:...

Selia shook all over, and the flames suddenly became bigger, and everyone smelled an extremely unpleasant smell.

"...what are you doing?" The evil spirit in the scroll yelled bluffingly: "I will not succumb to the justice side."

"My heart will always belong to darkness."

Oreo stirred the potion, took out a silver knife and scratched it at his fingertips. The dark blue blood dripped into the potion, making a sizzling sound. The blue smoke lingers on his handsome and dusty face, looking a little blurred.

Long Ming didn't expect that it would take blood to make a potion. When Oreo put down his hand, he quickly took out a clean cloth and wrapped it up. His little face wrinkled into a bun: "Does it hurt? Oreo."

Oreo touched Xiaolong's head: "It doesn't hurt." He didn't even feel this little injury.

Strangely, with the blood of the mermaid, the potion in the pot suddenly turned into a dark blue jelly substance.

Long Ming touched it in disbelief and found that the potion was wrapped around his hand as if it was alive. He was startled and quickly shrank his hand back.

"So amazing." Carlo said.

"It's just a little scary." Grummo added.

Oreo stood up and took the scroll in the vase. Without waiting for the evil spirit to speak, he put the scroll into the potion pot. The dark blue jelly found the climbing object and immediately climbed up along the scroll. The fine tentacles seemed to be eating the scroll, swallowing the scroll bit by bit. Occasionally, you would see light golden seal inscriptions looming in it.

The evil spirit felt a huge threat inexplicably: "Damn it, what are you doing? Why do I feel like I'm going to be sucked in."

It fled in a hurry, but the dark blue jelly still wrapped it, and the entire scroll turned into part of it and melted into the pot. Long Ming saw the black evil spirit wrapped in the dark blue jelly, like a confined amber.

The more you struggle, the more the jelly seeps into its body, and in the end, it actually has the entity.

When Long Ming saw the end, he still widened his eyes in disbelief.

The jelly was sucked in by the evil spirit, and then turned into a black jelly-shaped ghost, with a semi-circular little head and a black body, but the bottom was the shape of a small lace.

Long Ming couldn't help laughing.

Selia flew out and saw it, and laughed in a ball with her good friend.

The evil spirit didn't react at first, shook his body, and suddenly it was so heavy that it almost fell. It took a while to react. Its voice was gritting its teeth, and the little lace was trembling with anger: "You actually dare to do such a thing to the great His Highness Brian!"

"You will be retribution! I swear, I will curse you with endless resentment forever... um..."

Long Ming smiled enough, stretched out his fingertips to flick the little jelly ghost into the pot, and took it to the palm of his hand again. It was soft and cold, really like jelly.

"What are you doing? Get out of here." The evil spirit cursed, but his body was involuntarily caught. The cub's little hand made its whole body soft and unable to raise any strength.

Long Ming finally confirmed that the evil spirit had turned into a small jelly and could let him pinch it flat and poke it.

Oreo took the evil spirit who had been chattering and scolding people from the little dragon cub's hand. The originally arrogant evil spirit suddenly stopped saying a word, and his little body trembled.

Oreo took out his pen and wanted to draw a confinement spell on it so that the evil spirits would be more in line with this body.

As soon as the golden magic pattern was painted, the evil spirit spoke again, with a little bit of pleasing.

"This, this big brother, I have something to say. Brian is very happy to serve you."

Long Ming looked at the evil spirit who bullied the weak and feared the strong.
To be continued...