The temporary skills of "Guifei" are used regardless of the enemy and the enemy. Seeing that the hell three-headed dog was also stunned, Yi Xing was speechless for a while.

Seeing that several paper figurines were affected, the three-headed dog could avoid his skills with a little vigilance, but they turned their heads one by one...

What a stupid dog.

Ignoring the three-headed dog with three obsessed faces, as if seeing a big bone, Yi Xing raised his hand, and blood spider threads shot out, wrapping around a few paper figurines frozen in the air.

He didn't devour them directly, but put them all into the space.

At this time, the ground temperature dropped suddenly.

Sharp ice emerges.

If it wasn't for Yi Xing's quick reaction, lightly stepping on the ground with his toes, and before the sharp ice emerges from the ground, pulling the three-headed dog held by the metal chain and leaping high into the space passage, everyone and the dog would be killed by thisThe sudden ice pick pierced through it.

The ground was covered with sharp ice cones in the blink of an eye, Yi Xing came out of the space channel and fell on the beam of the house.

The paper figurine lying on Yi Xing's shoulder shook, and finally regained consciousness.

It quickly discovered that the height was wrong. They were on the thick beams, looking up at the yellow-orange glazed tiles, and eight paper figurines of "Imperial Concubine" surrounded them from different directions.

"Be careful! They retain their talents in life." The paper figurine reminded.

Yi Xing has already experienced it, whether it is the ice picks on the ground or the weird movements of the paper figurines, they are all the talents of these "noble concubines" paper figurines.

What surprised him was, "They don't seem to have self-awareness?"

It is different from the paper man on the shoulder, which is like a real person, with emotions and consciousness.

These "royal concubine" paper figurines seem to only complete the established instructions and fight according to instinct.It is no different from the paper figurines such as the "Jianwei" that I have seen before.

"How can a dead person have consciousness?" The paper figurine asked naturally.

Yi Xing looked down at it, as if asking "What about you?"

—Dead people don't have self-awareness, why do you have?

The paper man turned his head and didn't answer, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

The icicles spread over the beams of the house, and at the same time, there was a hazy white mist released by the paper figurines, which obscured the sight and made the bone-chilling chill.

Yi Xing was not in a hurry to ask for an answer, he arranged a space barrier around his body to resist the ice and white mist.

"Wang!" The three-headed hellhound climbed up the beam along the dog chain and came to Yi Xing.

Yi Xing glanced at him, "Anyway, he's an A-level, why has he been dizzy for so long?"

It was close to the time when An Wumeng was affected by his skills.

One must know that An Wumeng is only D rank.

Even if An Wumeng was a psychic ability user with higher mental strength than his peers, the three-headed dog's performance was embarrassing enough.

Cerberus couldn't explain it either. When he looked back, he was caught in his mind.

I just feel that the master is more attractive than usual, with a soul-stirring charm.

It made him salivate, and made him unable to move, so he could only stare blankly.

The paper figurine explained the reason: "This skill is affected by the degree of favorability."

"The lower the favorability, the longer the stun time?" Yi Xing asked.

"On the contrary."

The stronger the emotion of satisfaction or liking for Yi Xing, the longer it will be affected by this skill.

Yi Xing was really surprised.

The hell three-headed dog is actually so satisfied with his "master"?

What he did to the three-headed dog, but any normal person or normal dog can't have a good impression of him, right?

The dog is indeed sick.

Yi Xing looked towards the edge of the space barrier.

In just a short while, the barrier has been covered with a thick layer of ice, and the cold air seems to seep in.

He and the three-headed dog were fine, but the paper figurine seemed a little unbearable, and had already shrunk into his collar, sticking to his neck to keep warm.

Cerberus looked at the little paper figurine coldly, his left and right heads wanted to tear the paper figurine out of its owner's collar and tear it into pieces.

Cerberus three-headed dogs have always been cautious in matters related to their owners, or in other words, they have a strong possessive desire for their owners.

The three heads will compete with each other for favor, and they cannot accept the master's contact with creatures other than them.

Cerberus wanted to freeze the paper figurine to death, but he couldn't stand the paper figurine staying in the neck of his master, so he volunteered, "Master, please let me burn them."

"But I want the intact paper figurine." Yi Xing said.

The three-headed dog was a little distressed.

They can only bite, destroy and destroy, the master's request is too difficult.

Cerberus knew that what the master wanted was a hound that could hunt, not a mad dog that wanted to destroy. If he wanted to stay with his master forever, he had to make some changes.

Thinking of "change", Cerberus felt complicated for a moment.

It has always been only the master who changes for him to adapt to him.

This was the first time that he had to take the initiative to adapt to his master.

There is ample time……

Cerberus thought, bowing his head and agreeing, "Please rest assured, Master, I will keep them intact."

Yi Xing stared at him for a while, then loosened the dog leash, opened the space barrier, and released him.

The three-headed dog jumped suddenly and rushed towards the thick ice.

Wisps of blue flames jumped on his hair, and the ice layer was melted by the high temperature of hellfire before it touched his body.

Yi Xing stared at the three-headed dog closely, seeing that he put away the flames after approaching the paper figurine, and only approached quickly with his body, he was half relieved.

The remaining half of the heart, after seeing the three-headed dog restrained the urge to bite, and even restrained its sharp toes and claws, and only used its big fluffy paws and thick pads to pat down, it also completely relaxeddown.

Not bad, the dog is not useless.

The loud sound of the three-headed dog falling to the ground sounded one after another.

The sound of ice cracking can be heard endlessly, even accompanied by the sound of floor tiles breaking.

A minute later, Yi Xing fished out a paper figurine with a broken body, embedded with crushed ice and gravel from the one-meter-deep pit photographed by the three-headed dog.

"..."

How silly of him to expect from that stupid dog.

Sensing the murderous aura emanating from Yi Xing, the three-headed hellhound who had been stepping forward with his head held high and ready to claim credit, paused.

Glancing at the paper figurine in Yi Xing's hand, the three dog heads shrank back in unison, trying to reduce the sense of presence, wishing they could dig a hole to get in.

The paper figurine on the shoulder didn't understand what was causing the low air pressure in Yi Xing's body, and comforted him:

"You don't need to blame yourself, they died the moment they turned into paper dolls. To be precise, they died when they were forced to death in Ma Weipo earlier.

In "Song of Everlasting Sorrow", Concubine Yang is revived in Immortal Mountain, and her oath with Seven Moons Seven Suns Longevity Temple is to use false romance to cover up the cruelty of reality."

"You're right, the reality is cruel."

Yi Xing turned around and looked at the hell three-headed dog who was trying to hide himself, his eyes were cold.

It's getting cold, let's eat a dog meat hot pot to warm up your body.

The three-headed dog lay down on the ground and barked in a low voice, expressing submission and begging for mercy.

Unmoved, Yi Xing walked towards the three-headed dog step by step.

As he walked, many blood spider threads left his body, circling around his body, cutting the ice around him into pieces.

"Master, please give me another chance, and I will bring you back a better prey."

"Oh?" Yi Xing's voice was cold, "Tell me, there is no prey in this space."

The hell three-headed dog froze.

As a "dog", his sense of smell is no worse than that of his master. In this Immortal Mountain, apart from the paper dolls, there are only the two "handmaid" escapees they have seen.

He knew very well that it was impossible for the master to let him attack the two survivors.

Just when the three-headed dog was anxious like ants on a hot pot, he smelled three new scents.

One of them is the little bug he's been trying to burn to death, the vice himself is the "Emperor" escapee, and the other three are a little strange.

"Master, a new ability user has arrived."

Cerberus only hoped that among the other two ability users, there would be guys who violated his master's bottom line, so that he could justifiably arrest them and make amends.

Of course Yi Xing sensed it.

It was An Wumeng, Poison Master and the other two survivors.

Except for the dead angels and the survivors who were killed by the angels, the survivors who entered the dungeon this time all gathered in Immortal Mountain.

The key may also be on the horizon.

It is important to complete the assessment copy.

Yi Xing picked up the metal dog chain, wrapped it around his hand a few times, and said, "I'll settle the score with you in the next dungeon."

The three-headed dog let out a long sigh of relief, got up quickly, and ran to Yi Xing's side.

Even if he was kicked by Yixing, he didn't dare to shout, but just followed Yi Xing excitedly.

Yi Xing led the three-headed dog out of the wing room, and saw An Wumeng and others coming from the other end of the corridor.

The moment the eyes of the two sides met, Yi Xing's pocket sank, as if something appeared in his pocket out of thin air.