But among the collected artifacts, the only one that can be used exclusively by mages is the Holy Grail.
Regardless of the effect of the Holy Grail, Yan Xiaomo still used it first, and then brought other equipment that did not belong to the mage.
It was better than nothing.
After everything was done, Yan Xiaomo came back to her senses, but Long Ao's murmuring voice was still in her ears.
"Tell me, why should I take you to the Frozen Mountain?
What's the benefit to me?"
Long Ao suddenly thought of something.
He was obviously the one who caught her, so why did he still listen to her in the end?
"We are all demons, shouldn't demons and demons help each other?"
Yan Xiaomo blinked at Long Ao with a harmless expression on his face.
"What you said makes sense, but what good does it do to me?"
Long Ao felt that Yan Xiaomo's words were correct, but what good did it do to him?
Who would do something that is not beneficial?
Regardless of whether you are a human or a demon, as long as it is beneficial, someone will do it.
Otherwise, who would do something that does not benefit them at all?
Yan Xiaomo originally thought that Xiaobai would be easy to fool, but she didn't expect that he was not easy to fool either.
"Then what benefits do you want?"
Yan Xiaomo sat on the bed with her hands folded across her chest, looking open to discussion.
When it came to asking for any benefits, Long Ao was in trouble, because he couldn't think of any benefits at the moment, and even after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of anything.
"Let's do this.
I owe you this benefit first, and you can tell me when you think of it.
As long as I can do it, I won't treat you badly."
Yan Xiaomo did know how to be considerate, but she had already dug a hole because she was afraid that Long Ao would offer some serious benefits.
Regarding Yan Xiaomo's proposal, Long Ao thought it was okay.
Anyway, he couldn't think of any good benefits now, so he might as well just leave it like this.
One day he would think of it and mention it to Yan Xiaomo.
"Okay, let's do this first."
Long Ao transformed into an eagle, and Yan Xiaomo lay directly on Long Ao's back.
"You fly slower, I'm scared."
Yan Xiaomo tightly grasped the feathers on Long Ao's body.
His hair had already been blown into a mess.
This was an altitude of more than a thousand meters, and the oxygen was thin.
If he fell, he might break into pieces.
Sauce.
"Don't be afraid, my speed is very stable, you won't fall."
As Long Ao said this, he suddenly turned over and spun around.
Yan Xiaomo was immediately thrown out, with a few pieces from Long Ao's body in his hand.
Pulled hair.
Long Ao suddenly accelerated towards the ground, and then firmly caught Yan Xiaomo with his back.
Yan Xiaomo took a few deep breaths and said in a somewhat incoherent tone: "You, you did it on purpose."
"I just want to prove that I won't let you fall.
Do you believe it now?"
Long Ao said proudly.
Yan Xiaomo felt that Long Ao deserved a beating.
If he wasn't still in heaven, Yan Xiaomo would definitely beat him.
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"Ahead is the frozen mountain.
I'll wait for you at the top of the mountain."
Long Ao's voice returned to seriousness.
"I see."
Looking at the frozen mountain, which is almost the same as the Himalayas, Yan Xiaomo felt extremely stressed.
Looking down at the creatures on the ground, they look like little ants.
After reaching the top of the mountain, Yan Xiaomo jumped off Long Ao's body and stepped directly into the thick snowdrift with his feet.
The snowflakes almost covered Yan Xiaomo's knees.
Looking at the endless white snow, Yan Xiaomo had the idea of reading a poem. oshow7: