I Play Yu-Gi-Oh! Card Game - Chapter 570

[Chapter 565 Picking Up Trash at the Great Evil God’s House]

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“Ah, Seth, get up too.” The

game finally realized that it had overlooked something, and couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed.

“Yes.” Seth saluted and stood up.

Mahad

seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly turned his head: “Mana, what are you doing in a place like this?”

A lot of sand sculptures.

At this moment, she was thinking about reducing her sense of presence and taking advantage of the master not to pay attention to running away, so she performed a little simple magic to make her group seem to have only dark outlines, perfectly integrated into the shadow of the environment… . .

. However, it was discovered by the master.

At this moment, they suddenly popped out after being called by Mahad, and they all looked just like the little blacks in Conan, and they looked very funny.

Good guy, Xiao Hei’s part-time job has expanded from the detective studio to the card studio?

You Yu, a classic animation like Conan, has seen some of them, and he is also impressed by the shadow man in the shadow of countless people’s childhood.

I remember seeing someone say in the forum before that, in fact, the real mastermind behind the whole play is Xiao Hei.

“Detective Conan” actually tells the story of the protagonist Conan who made countless people scapegoats through mouth guns and brainwashing , and covered the

sky for Xiao Hei again and again… Mana dragged her skirt, her face full of nervousness .

After finishing, I was caught by the master again, what should I do?

Or pretend that she just happened to pass by…

But before she said anything, she heard that her new friend Jie Jie took the lead: “It’s my fault, it’s all my fault! It’s all because I said I wanted to drink that magic. Soup, that’s why we’re here…”

Brother Liangchen was shocked when he saw it, and said to himself, why are you so skilled at taking the blame?

So he hurried forward without saying

a word: “No, you should blame me, please don’t blame Miss Mana! The cook was knocked out by me…” After listening to the ins and outs of the two goods, Maha De seemed to understand a little bit what was going on.

He turned around and said solemnly, “Mana!”

Mana covered her face and looked away.

She feels that these new friends are all good people, and

they are very kind and enthusiastic to herself, but unfortunately, their brains may not be very good…

You Yu opened the forum and looked at the temporary live broadcast of a hammer and eighty He glanced at it for a while, and then came to the game: “I have probably grasped the movements of the tapir on my side.” The

game’s eyes lit up: “Have you?”

He felt that it was lucky to have You Yu by his side in this memory world. Otherwise, if you are the only one in this dark game, you must be passively beaten now, right?

“Well, there are clues.” You Yu said, “But you still have to be careful, there are helpers on Tapirang’s side. Malik’s dark personality has a small part of the soul left in the Millennium Wisdom Wheel, and it seems to follow Tapir Liang to this memory world. here.”

“Malik?” Game was surprised.

Six-year-old Yan Yidi still hasn’t cooled down yet?

“Yeah, pay a little attention, the enemy is not just Tapirang alone.”

“I see.”

“Then prepare a little.” You Yu glanced at the live broadcast room on the forum again and confirmed the location, “We have to take the initiative. Attack.”

…

At this time, the popularity of this live broadcast room, which was temporarily registered without any counter-offer, has reached its peak.

Obviously, the content and title of the game he is broadcasting are more eye-catching – the title of his room is “Pick up junk at the house of the evil god”.

Just earlier today, Tapirang took his undead army and rushed to copy the tomb of the late king Akkanan.

He grabbed a lot of gold and silver jewelry, and by the way, he dragged back the coffins of the previous pharaohs.

After living a life of robbery and eating garlic for so many days, he is finally a rich man now!

If this is not an RPG game but real ancient times, what he brought out of the pharaoh’s tomb on this trip is more than enough for a person to spend a lifetime.

“Hmph, what a waste. These pharaohs are dead, and they have to bring so many good things to be buried with them.”

Tapir Liang was stepping on the pharaoh’s pitiful coffin as he spoke, and was gobbling down a piece of raw beef at the same time.

That’s right, now he not only doesn’t have to chew garlic, he even eats beef!

congratulations.

“That’s it.”

A hammer of eighty won’t counter-offer like a dog’s leg behind him, and at the same time he is throwing a sapphire into the sack he is holding.

“But you’re really cautious.” Malik said with his arms crossed, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, “It took so long to come in, and so much preparation was made for Pharaoh to fight…even In

the end, there was no success.

I remember, you said that the victory condition is seven thousand-year-old artifacts? Hehe, it is not easy to win seven artifacts at your current progress.”

“Shut up.” The tapir was white. He glanced and took a bite of raw beef, “I’m just waiting for the right time.”

“A good hunter will wait for the best time, only a reckless man will go up and give it for nothing.” The counter-offer continued to flatter, and at the same time threw a pile of gold into his sack one by one.

Tapir just pretended not to see it.

“Don’t worry, Malik, you will have a chance for revenge.” Tapir Liang smiled, “I remember you were buried by that duel Wang Youyu? You must have an account with him, right?”

“Huh.” Malik didn’t deny it.

It was You Yu who defeated his “Fresh Birds” combination in the dueling city back then, turning him into the lingering embarrassed appearance he is now.

He does have an account to ask the other party to settle.

And this time, Tapirang has already tested it out for him, and the card of the Three Illusion Gods seems to be in the game’s hands now.

As we all know, the cards of the gods are all unique, which means that there is no magic card in Yu Yu’s hand.

The six-year-old thought to himself that this memory world was the perfect stage for his revenge!

Tapirang glanced at him sideways, only sneering in his heart.

In his view, Malik is actually a cannon fodder, used to help him test the depth of the enemy.

Ever since the idea that “You Yu might be Harakti’s clone” came up, the Great Evil God has been so nervous all day long that he doesn’t want to eat or drink.

Yesterday, he took a little nap and fell asleep dreaming. He dreamed that he had collected all the seven artifacts, spanning three thousand years of time and space, and finally opened the door to the underworld after a long absence, and ushered in the moment of recovery.

However, the gate of the underworld had just opened. His great evil god Sok stood at the door and looked at him, and he saw You Yu was looking down at him with that cheap smile, standing in the sun and looking down at him, behind him was the shining “creator of light Haha” Lakti”.

“Yo.” You Yu in the dream waved to him with a smile, “You’re awake. Or, let’s make a gesture?”

So Suoke thought about it, and then silently retreated to the underworld… He also took the door with him.

Well, even though he kept telling himself that “the avatar of Harakti” was purely his unfounded delusion, just thinking of this possibility in his mind made him terrified.

The identity of this Yu Yu must be confirmed!

But if the other party is really Harakti, he has a million points of cowardice, and he doesn’t dare to test it.

So a certain six-year-old who doesn’t know the sky is the perfect candidate!

Tapirang stole a glance at the six-year-old with a smug face, and sneered in his heart.

Hmph, it really is only a six-year-old, the kind who helps to count the money after being sold.

During the conversation, the sack in his hand was already full.

However, he skillfully tied a knot at the mouth of the sack, then took out another sack from nowhere, shook it flat, opened it, reached out and threw an alchemy statue into his sack again.

There is a posture that really wants to evacuate the great evil god’s nest.

The character “Well” began to appear on Tapir’s forehead.

If the labor and management don’t speak, you really think I don’t exist anymore, right?

[End of this Chapter]