C69 Gambling Poison to Harm Oneself
"My life is dark, with no hope at all"
Wang Yan sat on the bed and looked at the rice bucket not far away. He had lost the motivation to live.
This guy really knew how to pee. God knows why it had so much stock in its stomach.
Seeing that Wang Yan was in a bad mood, the Moon, who was making the blanket, walked over. It gently grabbed his hand and put it on his face.
"Sigh, the Moon is still the best, unlike those three drunkards."
Wang Yan picked up the Moon and kissed her on the cheek.
The Green and Gold were so drunk that they could not continue forward. Wang Yan set up camp on the spot.
After setting up the tent, he placed the bed on the bed and hugged the Moon happily.
It would be even better if it was not for the silly dog that kept peeing in front of him.
"Speaking of which, is the alcohol really that strong?"
Wang Yan was very puzzled. It was just a jar of wine, why did it have to be drunk like this?
"Do you want to let the Moon try?"
A bold idea emerged in Wang Yan's mind. A fair and tender little loli, looking at you with drunk eyes, what would you look like?
"Come, drink this."
Taking out a jar of osmanthus wine that had merged with the spirit of the moon, Wang Yan poured a full cup for the Moon.
The Moon was very obedient. It took the cup and drank it in one gulp. It even burped.
One minute passed...
Two minutes passed...
Five minutes passed...
The Moon acted as if nothing had happened, there was no reaction at all.
"Looks like Goldie and the Green's alcohol tolerance is too low."
Wang Yan muttered and filled the cup again.
The rich fragrance was rich and strong, and the fragrance was long and strong.
It was so hard to drink... He didn't want to drink it... Head...
After drinking a cup of wine, Wang Yan felt the Moon on his leg sway a few times, and his already obedient face became even more... En... a few points...
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The sun rose from the west, and a new day finally arrived.
Wang Yan looked at the Moon, which was sleeping soundly in his arms, and felt that he was being too cruel.
It was all thanks to his transmigration. Otherwise, he would probably have lived next door to the bamboo stick.
After sleeping for the whole night, the Green and Gold's wine had already woken up, and the rice bucket had also returned to normal.
After putting away all the things, Wang Yan continued to move forward.
The horned dinosaur had been killed, and the most important mission for this trip to the Mystic Ice Realm had been completed. He planned to go to the central region to take a look.
There were three huge cities there, and they were controlled by the Water God Sect, Ice God Sect, and Snow God Sect respectively.
The three churches were fighting against each other, and it was very intense.
Wang Yan went there for the altar.
According to what those natives said, as long as they offered the Crystal Formation Water to the altar, they would be able to obtain the treasure bestowed by God.
The more Crystal Formation Water there was, the higher the purity. The better the treasure bestowed to him.
Crystal Formation Water, this thing, was very mysterious. Its name carried water, and the shape of ice was hidden in the snow. It could be offered to Water God, Ice God, and Snow God at the same time, making Wang Yan believe even more that the three churches were actually worshipping the same god.
The three sects all thought that their god was a Sovereign, and the other two were clones.
But Wang Yan speculated that either there was no god at all, it was purely the believers fighting for power and profit in the name of god.
Or there really was a God. The reason he made the believers fight was only for the sake of faith.
Of course, this was only a guess. Wang Yan's strength did not reach the level of God, and his wisdom could not be compared to God.
To be able to guess all of this was merely the influence of countless novels in his previous life.
"Boss, after killing horned dinosaur yesterday, did anything strange happen?"
Goldie stood on his shoulder, allowing the cold wind to blow on its feathers.
It kept feeling that the way Wang Yan looked at it was not right, but it could not remember what was going on.
After pondering for a long time, the only possibility was that after drinking the Osmanthus Flower Brew, it said something that it should not have said, or did something that it should not have done.
"It's nothing."
Wang Yan turned his head away and tried his best not to think about what happened yesterday.
It was too scary. This crazy bird had been eyeing his beauty.
"Hissss?"
The Green's head popped out. There were some strange fragments in its brain, but it couldn't connect them.
Wang Yan silently pressed the Green's head back. There was no joy or sadness in his heart, no fear or pain.
It was the same when it received thoughts and actions.
As for the color...
What color?
Don't you know that gambling is harmful?
Snakes are reptiles, and gold is birds.
Wang Yan checked the Green and confirmed that it was a female, but there was nothing gold could do about it.
He really could not tell whether this crazy bird was male or female.
Rice Bucket's speed was very fast. In the midst of the howling wind, his body had already reached a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.
Wang Yan didn't know if it was an illusion or not, but he felt that Rice Bucket seemed to have become a little smarter today.
But with the intelligence of the Rice Bucket, being smart was no different than a drop of water in a bucket of firewood. It was not very useful.
He ran like the wind and lightning along the way.
After three days and three nights, they finally saw three huge cities.
The environment in Mystic Ice Realm was harsh, and most of the population was concentrated here.
Unlike other places, this place was warm like spring, like a paradise.
According to legend, during the great war between the four gods, Fire God was defeated here.
The Water God, Ice God, and the Snow God turned into statues, suppressing him underground.
More than half of Fire God's followers had been killed, and the rest had been expelled to the remote areas.
The followers of the three gods relied on the statues of the gods to build altars and cities, and gradually developed to this point.
The followers of the three gods, water, ice and snow, enjoyed the warmth brought by Fire God, while Fire God's followers were tortured by the cold. It had to be said that it was a great irony.
Wang Yan did not have the time to seek justice for them, nor did he have any thoughts of criticizing them. He came to Ice God Palace and prepared to summon the elves.
Elves did not have different grades, only different grades.
The method of advancement was also very simple, it was a large amount of energy of the same attribute.
"Outsider, please offer your sincere blessings to our god!"
An old priest of Ice God Hall said at the entrance of the altar.
"Blessing? Anything?"
Wang Yan asked.
"As long as you are sincere, you can do anything. My God will forgive your impudence, as long as you have no ill intentions! "
"I see!"
Wang Yan nodded, thought for a while, and then said seriously, "I hope that Ice God will marry every day and enter the bridal chamber every night. The children will give birth to a hundred and eighty of them, and the entire hall will be filled with children and grandchildren."
"Pfft! Ahem! Ahem!"
Hearing Wang Yan's words, the old priest almost choked himself to death.
"You... you... you..."
He pointed at Wang Yan with a red face, unable to speak for a long time.
In the end, he could only helplessly wave his hand and signal Wang Yan to hurry in.
Although what he said was very strange, it was indeed a blessing.
His true feelings came from the bottom of his heart.
It was just that for a God, it didn't seem very appropriate.0
Stepping into the temple, what entered his eyes was a huge statue.
It was about 20 meters tall and was made of ice.
It held a lotus flower in its hand, and its face was solemn. It was actually a goddess.
"No wonder the old priest had such a reaction..."
Wang Yan muttered.
He did not care anymore. As long as he was sincere, it did not matter what kind of blessing he gave.
Besides, wouldn't it be better for a woman to go to the bridal chamber every night?
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