During the rest of the day, the four of them walked forward towards the rugged mountain road.

Sure enough, as Shura said, the ice cave worms were small monsters on the road, and they encountered many encounters along the way. They fought and stopped, and killed at least thirty people before they could reach a cliff-facing cave on the top of the mountainside. It was already late at night, and Shura decided to rest until the sky was bright and then continue moving forward.

When entering the cave, the ghost rooster took out another treasure, "bonfire branch". This thing was taken out as a branch. When the fire hit the ground, it turned into a bonfire. A circle was drawn, and the area inside the circle was marked as a safe rest area.

Only then did Wit realize that in addition to the Blood Crow's own evolutionary ability, there are so many treasures in this world, and they know everything and know how to obtain and use it.

Considering that everyone needs to eat in addition to resting, Guili took out his treasure chest-like duffle bag for a long time and found a large pile of black dragon jerky and Qingshui pears. Black dragon jerky is made of a master who cooks a full-level cooking method with hunted black dragon meat. Qingshui pears are also quite rare fruits, which are quite small in size. Eating one can maintain water supply for three days.

Shura eats very little, and Ayatsushi and Witt are not used to their bodies after changing jobs and evolve. They eat and drink a lot without hesitation. As for the ghost raccoon, they squat on the snow outside the cave with their tongue hanging, kneading the snow into a ball, and then touching the edge of the cliff outside, not knowing what they were doing.

"Ghost Ri... really doesn't need to eat?" Witt looked at the strange behavior of Ghost Rid at the cave entrance and couldn't help but say worriedly.

"Ignore him. He will deal with him when he is tired of playing in a while." Shura said calmly, leaning his body against the stone wall, as if he is ready to rest.

But Witt was about to continue the question of being interrupted during the day, so he asked: "We should be able to reach the top of the mountain tomorrow, right? Can we see the Ice Dragon King tomorrow?"

"It should be almost the same. I have hardly ever been to the Solga Mountains." Shura replied.

"Then... do we have any strategy? I asked before, under what circumstances will the Ice Dragon King open his third eye, you have not answered yet."

"Ghost Rid is better than me. If you want to ask how to deal with the Ice Dragon King, you have to ask him."

As soon as Shura finished speaking, Guili held a branch in each hand, held an ice hockey on the branch, and ran back into the cave.

He excitedly took one of the lollipop-like ice hockeys to Shura and showed off: "Look, look! This is the ice-filled snowball I used to squeeze out. Isn't it very round?!"

Witt and Ayatsutsuki felt that the scene was inexplicably awkward, but Shura seemed to be used to it, calmly took the ice hockey and replied: "It's quite round, how did you freeze the snow into ice?"

"I remember there is a design freezing wind around the Solga Mountains. It is... if you throw people and monsters from the mountain, you will freeze into ice in the middle. If you fall to it, you can break into messes. It is very interesting. I wanted to try to freeze snowballs into ice. I simply rub a snowball, string a branch, and stretch it to the edge of the cliff and blew the frozen wind twice, and then it turned out like this." Guili said in a smug tone.

Shura said "hum", obviously perfunctory, and then inserted the branch he gave into the crack of the rock beside him.

Guili turned around and ran to the corner, looked at the ice hockey in her hand again and again, and stretched out her long tongue to lick it...

Wit finally reacted from the strange daily interaction between Guili and Shura, and pulled his thoughts back to the previous question. Since Guili was back, he asked: "Guili, can we reach the top of the mountain tomorrow? How can I grab the Ice Dragon Ball?"

At this time, Guili made a strange sound of sobbing and whimpering. Witt walked up to him curiously and saw that his long tongue was actually stuck to the ice hockey and was not torn off for a while.

Witt felt helpless and funny, and slapped the ice hockey hard, and the thing broke immediately... Doing so did liberate Guili's tongue, but he was obviously unhappy-

"What are you doing? How can you break the hockey I made?!"

"I'm not trying to help you?" Witt answered with a cramped look on his face.

"Who wants you to meddle in other people's business!" Guili shouted at him, "If you don't return the ice hockey, don't talk to me!" After that, he ran out of the cave again.

"Hey? This kid..." Witt sighed helplessly, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Shura. He was still as calm as he was. Witt couldn't help but mutter, "Is this all spoiled by you?"

Shura smiled indifferently: "Ghost Ri? He doesn't need to be spoiled. He is the simplest child I have ever seen."

"Then...you'll ask me later about dealing with the Ice Dragon King tomorrow? I said, for such an important thing, you two don't feel nervous at all, don't worry?" Witt asked Shura.

"If you ask Guili, he will say this. You won't be able to deal with a child, right?"

Shura's retort question choked Wit's next words. The young master in his bones had a bit of strength in his temperament, so he would not let him give in easily. He pretended to cough twice and said, "Okay! I'll ask him now, I have to ask this matter today!"
Chapter completed!