Yu-Gi-Oh!: This card wants to go to you.

That shameful scene lasted for about half a minute.

During this period.

My breathing and heartbeat were also strange, and there were no signs of injury.

Why didn't you resist?

Melonika was completely stunned; in the scene, she didn't exactly give up.

even--

A few seconds later, she broke free from his grasp, put her hands on his neck, and hugged him affectionately.

Apply gentle pressure with your wrist.

She wanted to press his head towards her chest or head.

But his body trembled slightly.

Like a piece of wood, completely still.

The body exudes desire and impulse, but the mind is restraining itself?

Hold my hand down...

"Is it to prevent me from flirting with them?!"

"Um???"

"Ah—" she grabbed her head and howled like a banshee.

The surrounding undead trembled in fright: "Is she possessed?"

After a long while.

Melonica gradually calmed down, her eyes glazed over: "What on earth happened...?"

"Who is this person...?"

Why didn't I resist...?

"What is he restraining now..."

"yes..."

"What is this bastard holding back?!"

"I've already taken such the initiative?!"

"Am I that bad? You're worse than an animal!"

"Um???"

Thinking of this, whether out of resentment or shame, Melonika unleashed an unprecedented fighting spirit.

"You damn bastard."

"Don't make me remember who it is!"

The resentful voice was low and powerful, each word seemingly squeezed out from between teeth.

Her beautiful, fair face was contorted with shame and indignation.

"duel."

Melonika gritted her teeth and looked at the surrounding undead, slowly squeezing out two sinister words through her clenched teeth.

Only through constant duels.

Only then can I recover this damned memory.

"Shh-"

Upon seeing her like this, the thousands of undead scattered instantly.

"Is she a ghost?"

"Do not..."

"We are the ones."

Chapter 569 The Ghost-Faced Lolita Trio

"Don't run away! Let's duel!"

Melonika pounced on one undead after another like a hungry ghost, but each time she missed and couldn't touch them.

Seeing this, the undead imps stopped their fleeing steps, looked at each other, and whispered, "She doesn't seem like she'll start a duel."

"Really?"

"Forgot? How could you forget that?"

"Hehe—what's there to be afraid of..."

"You can't catch me, haha, you can't catch me."

All the undead immediately grinned smugly, jumping and leaping in front of Melonika, acting extremely arrogantly.

"Why!" Melonica stomped her foot in frustration, "This isn't fair!"

She grew angrier the more she thought about it, and kept waving the black umbrella in her hand.

"How do we even begin a duel?!"

Necromancers can force open the gates of living beings, so why can't living beings force open the gates of necromancers?

Just then, with a ding, a man fell from mid-air.

"Oh—" Mickey landed and stared blankly at his surroundings, seemingly surprised by his own time travel.

His expression quickly changed. He put down the camera and asked emotionlessly, "Who has a problem?"

Melonica paused, her gaze cautiously fixed on the photographer, and tentatively asked, "How do we initiate a duel?"

These words were spoken.

All the onlookers knew something was wrong, gasped, and slowly backed away.

This photographer is known and seen by all spirits. He seems to have been in the underworld for a very long time, but no one knows who he is.

All I know is that I cannot touch it, cannot interfere with it, and cannot initiate a soul duel.

If someone asks a question about the rules, he will descend and answer it; generally, no undead will forget the rules.

Recently, for some unknown reason, a hole appeared in the underworld, attracting a large number of living beings, which caused his business to surge.

Mickey looked at Melonica and patiently explained, "Those above the True Tassel level can compress the Yina into their palm and shoot it out as a thread. The spirit that hits it will be bound. If the distance between the two is no more than 100 meters within 15 seconds, it is considered a successful binding."

"Until the true tassel is reached—"

His voice softened.

"You need to pass my trial duel, after which I will give you the items."

Upon hearing this, Melonika eagerly asked, "Then how am I supposed to get out?"

"Fourteen days from now, the new moon will rise, and the snow mountain will open." Mickey kept smiling. "All tribes will open one or two entrances to the snow mountain. Those who climb to the tenth floor or higher before the new moon sets will be eligible for reincarnation."

“I see…” Melonica murmured, raising her eyes in surprise to glance at Mickey.

"What an honest person."

He gives off the feeling of an NPC in an online game, answering any questions without any demands.

Thinking of this, Melonica seized the opportunity and asked, "Where is the entrance to the nearby snow mountain?"

“I’m sorry,” Mickey unexpectedly refused, “this is not within my scope of service.”

"You have to fulfill one request before I can answer."

"Demands?" Melonica narrowed her eyes, becoming wary.

"Hmm—" Mickey pinched his chin and tilted his head slightly, "cooperate with me for a photo."

"or..."

"Just say something related to 'forgetting,' and I'll be satisfied."

Upon hearing this, Melonika frowned and fell into deep thought.

As a woman, I would instinctively resist if a strange man asked me to take a picture with him.

As for a word related to "forgetting," I really can't think of one in a short time.

"Time's up." Mickey sighed helplessly, his brow furrowing slightly. "The robin is calling again."

"Goodbye."

He waved to Melonika, and before she could stop him, he disappeared with a ding.

The underworld is somewhat exploitative.

Thousands of tribes, but only one customer service representative.

"They're leaving now." Melonica lowered her head in disappointment; there were still many problems to solve.

However, the other party also seemed very busy.

"The 'Yi' sound is emitted outwards, converging into a line..."

She looked at her palm and recalled Mickey's words.

"Yi Na" is a very unfamiliar term, and her "Zhen Ying" is even newer than Luo Bai's.

However, her talent is equally extraordinary.

In just a few breaths, a bright blue dot of light formed in the palm of the hand, a manifestation of the convergence of nitric acid.

"Hiss—" The undead gasped.

Triumphant laughter

“Wow—” Melonica raised an eyebrow slightly. “This is so much fun.”

She looked up at the trembling undead, her lips slowly parting into a wide grin, her eyes widening: "Jump! Why aren't you jumping?"