Bai Chen climbed onto the chain and pulled it hard.

But the black iron chain was not moving at all, and the old monster glanced at Bai Chen.

"Huh?" Bai Chen frowned: "This chain is not an ordinary black iron?"

"This is made of black iron soaked in the blood of the dragon dragon. It was specially created by my disciple to trap me. If it is an ordinary black iron, do you think I will be trapped?"

Bai Chen tried the dagger made of Beiming Xuan Iron again, but a spark was only sparked on the chain, and the chain still did not move at all.

"It's useless, unless it's the treasure of the Emperor Tianmen's sect, the Emperor Tian Sword, otherwise it will not be able to cut the chain." The old monster said slowly.

"What if I could break these black irons?" Bai Chen turned his head and looked at the old monster.

"Oh? Is there a magic weapon that is equivalent to the Emperor's Sword hidden on you?" The old monster narrowed his eyes. This boy was very evil, as if he could bring a lot of surprises and shocks every moment.

"There are no magic weapons and weapons, just rely on my hands." Bai Chen spread his hands and looked at the old monster with a smile: "Do you believe it?"

The old monster hesitated for a long time and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't believe it."

Even if he couldn't break the chain, he really didn't believe that this kid could break the chain with just a pair of flesh palms.

"How about making a bet?"

"What are you betting on?"

"If I break this chain, you ask me to send you for a month."

"What if I can't break it?"

"If you can't make it, I'll let you send it for a month."

"Okay!" The old monster agreed without thinking.

One month is not much.

What's more, if you can really regain your freedom, this month is nothing.

Even if I can't regain my freedom, I will not lose much, and I can still spend this kid with a month of entertainment.

This seems to be a sure-making deal...

However, Bai Chen never seemed to have done any loss-making business. This time, of course, is no exception.

When Bai Chen first started, he simply wanted to cut off these chains.

But after hearing that these black iron chains were soaked in the blood of dragons, he immediately felt relieved.

Reshape! This is the most advanced skill in mechanical skills.

Even if other sages become saints, they will never be able to learn skills.

Although it is very difficult to reshape this carefully forged metal.

But it is not impossible. At most, it will take some time and energy.

Bai Chen's palms grabbed the chains again, and the old monster looked at Bai Chen jokingly, and there was still a glimmer of hope.

However, this time Bai Chen seemed to have no effort and just pulled it casually.

Then there was a "bang" sound and the chain broke.

The old monster opened his mouth wide and his face was full of surprise.

If his hands could move at this time, he would definitely pick his eyes off.

Because this was really abnormal, Bai Chen tried his best before and did not break the chain.

But this time, I just pulled it lightly and pulled the chain off.

This is really unusual and is simply against common sense.

Bai Chen grinned at the old monster: "Haha... it looks like this chain is not as hard as I imagined."

By the way, it must be that this and the chain itself have a flaw. Then this kid discovered it.

The old monster thought in his heart, and looked around at the same time: "There are nine hundred and ninety-nine chains here. I really don't believe it. You can tear them all."

The old monster's tone was a little nauseous, obviously because of Bai Chen's attitude.

Bai Chen jumped gently and jumped to another chain, then pulled it casually, and the chain broke again.

The old monster's eyes were almost falling out. He opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't speak.

Bai Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I'm so tired."

Although Bai Chen is so easy, he actually consumes a lot of real energy to use his reshaping skills.

"How did you do it?" In the eyes of the old monster, this kid didn't take much effort at all, so he must have other tricks, but he just didn't know it.

"When I was just born, a fortune teller once wrote a divination for me, saying that I was born with the Hercules God. I was born with divine power."

The old monster rolled his eyes. If this boy said he was a monster, he believed it.

He said that he was the reincarnation of a god, and the old monster had no other way except to roll his eyes.

But this kid really has a way. It’s not just one or two chains. In more than an hour, this kid broke more than a hundred chains.

The old monster's hands were also freed. He tried to pull several chains, but none of them could be pulled off.

Of course, if you really pull it with all your strength, you can still tear one or two of them off.

But this consumption is too great. Before I could tear off these thousand chains, I would be exhausted.

So in the end, he could only stare at Bai Chen helplessly.

Although this kid seemed to be relaxed, he was already exhausted and sweating profusely after more than an hour.

It seems that it is not as simple as I imagined. The old monster is so knowledgeable. Although I don’t understand how Bai Chen pulled the chain, it is not something that can be pulled off at will. It should still consume my true energy.

"I'm tired, take a break." Bai Chen looked around: "Get me an ice bed."

The old monster stared straight at Bai Chen and looked at Bai Chen with resentment. Bai Chen was not afraid and stared at the old monster with the same look.

After a long time, the old monster withdrew his gaze, and with a thought, the temperature around him began to drop again.

Soon, there was an additional bed in front of Bai Chen.

Bai Chen looked at the old monster enviously: "I really envy your cultivation."

"What? Want to take my husband as his teacher? Let me tell you the truth, since the evil disciple betrayed me, I have stopped accepting disciples."

"No, I'm thinking that with you, I will never have to suffer from the pain of the cool summer again. If I heat up, I can make ice cubes. What I practice is the positive internal strength and mental method. Even if I have your cultivation in the future, I will not be able to use your method."

The old monster almost choked himself to death with a mouthful of old blood. He gritted his teeth and looked at Bai Chen, and simply closed his eyes, but his eyes were gone.

Bai Chen sat on the ice bed and stared at the old monster blankly. After a long time, he felt bored again, so he became interested in teasing the old monster.

"Old monster, why don't we play a game?"

The old monster was still sulking for Bai Chen's words just now, looking at Bai Chen coldly without saying anything.

"Let's do this, we'll bet on that month, and how about the winning or losing of each game, the gain or decrease of one day?"

The old monster narrowed his eyes. It was obviously a little moved: "What are you playing? I'm not interested in the children's tricks."

"A question-answer game, every time you answer the right question, you will reduce one day. If you answer the wrong answer, add one day. How about it?"

"Okay." The old monster snorted coldly. What questions can the child ask?

"Listen, the first question... There was a pair of sisters who went to attend their father's funeral. My sister saw a very handsome scholar and fell in love with him at first sight. After returning home, my sister killed her sister. Why?"

The old monster was stunned. What's the problem?

This killing means killing people, what can it do?

But the old monster thought for a long time, and saw Bai Chen's meaningful eyes, hesitated and said: "Because she wants to take over her father's legacy?"

"Is this your final answer?" Bai Chen looked at the old monster with a smile.

"You can make up this reason, anyone can guess..." the old monster said dissatisfiedly.

"I've already hidden the answer in front of me, but you just can't figure it out."

"Then you tell me, why did my sister kill my sister? If I can't explain a reason, I won't admit it." The old monster said angrily.

"Because since that scholar attended their father's funeral, it means that he is a relative or friend of their family. So as long as he kills his sister, he will see the scholar again at his funeral."

The old monster's eyes widened. This inhumane reason actually became the final answer?

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that there is a little reason.

Although it deviates from common sense, it has different causes and effects.

"I lost this question, so I don't believe it, and I will guess the next question wrong."

"Question 2. An army found half of the body of a deserter lost in the desert, but did not find other companions of the deserter. The deserter was still holding a half-part wooden sign until his death. Why?"

"What's this weird question?"

The old monster thought for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. Although he learned his lesson this time and looked for the answer from the puzzle itself, he still couldn't figure it out.

Finally, the old monster could only shake his head helplessly: "Why?"

"Because his companions discussed drawing long and short tags to decide who to eat when they had no food, and that soldier was the one who drew the shortest wooden tag, so..."
To be continued...