One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

Locked by Loya's pair of golden vertical pupils, the old ghost knew why the swordsman brother's appearance was so unbearable.

Because Luo Ya shot with anger, his main focus was on the swordsman "Drinker" who attacked him, so although the outburst of dragon power still made the old ghost uncomfortable and breathless, he was undoubtedly much better than the swordsman. .

"I know..." Seeing that Loya was still willing to answer himself, the old ghost was relieved.

Since it can be answered, it means that there is still something to say.

He was afraid that Loya would not respond to anything, and directly attacked the killer. Then everything would be over, and there would be no turning back.

The old ghost coughed and sat cross-legged on the ground, adjusting his breathing.

Suddenly, his body shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if a pair of invisible hands were squeezing the water-saturated sponge dry.

A large amount of steam emerged from around the old ghost's body, and his complexion turned from red to white, and soon lost its blood color.

When the steam dissipated, what reappeared in front of Loya was a haggard old man with pale complexion, skinny and skinny.

Loya looked at him calmly, waiting for his reason.

Although he is kind-hearted, although he has only been in this chaotic world of pirates for less than half a year, he is not a Virgin, and he should be killed without mercy.

Now, he wanted to give the old ghost a chance to show respect for his actions.

The old ghost also understands how serious the current situation is. If according to his plan just now, with the situation of Loya releasing water first, the other two can definitely escape.

But now it is different, the sneak attack of the drunk has angered this monster covered in scales, and everyone's lives are tied to their next words.

For a split second, he thought a lot, recalled a lot, and then... he moved.

"Old Ghost!" The swordsman who was pressed to the ground by Loya's Dragon Might saw the old ghost's movements, and a strong sense of humiliation flooded his heart, his teeth biting his lips inadvertently.

Boom!

Something fell to the ground, and the slight thump represented an earth-shattering abandonment.

The old ghost's forehead pressed against the cracked ground,

Unspeakably calm tone.

"Please let them go! All sins are borne by the old man alone."

Perhaps, in the eyes of the old ghost, the lives of swordsmen and little devils are countless times more precious than their own dignity.

Or maybe, he knew that he didn't have much time, and it was worth it to trade his bad life for the two of them to survive.

But no matter what he thought, he finally made this move.

Kneeling down in front of Loya...

Looking at the old man in front of him, Loya's cold eyes flashed slightly.

"You said that there is no blood relationship between you, why can you do this?"

Facing Loya's question, the old ghost answered against the ground with a calm voice: "Because, they are my family."

We have been together for ten years, laughing and scolding incessantly, and there have been pains and disputes.

The old ghost changed from a young man with black hair to the appearance of a candle in the wind now. He watched the swordsman alcoholic join this hell organization, turning from a teenager into a youth.

The kid who also looked at the zombie face showed his first smile.

For him in hell, they are his light and hope.

He died for them with no regrets.

A cold wind blew through, blowing the hair of several people, and the slightest coolness hit everyone's heart, which was even more amazing than Loya's magic.

"Family?" Loya murmured and repeated these two words, a little lost.

One Piece World seems to be such a place.

There is a group of people who would rather give up everything for their partner and family.

The original intention of Oda's creation is also to show a world full of friendship and positivity.

Perhaps this is the so-called will of the universe.

Loya sighed and shook his head.

......

hum!

The humming sound that suddenly sounded shocked the old ghost and others. They had heard this sound many times.

The swordsman tried hard to stand up, but after several attempts, he found that it was impossible.

He raised his head in despair and looked at Loya hatefully.

"Even if the old ghost does this, are you still unwilling to let us go?"

However, almost as soon as the thought appeared, he knew he was wrong.

That buzzing sound came not from the opponent's attack, but from the top of their heads.

I saw many golden balls suddenly appeared in the empty sky just now, and each ball was fixed to each other by the thick iron chain of the baby's arm.

On the surface of the sphere, there are countless dense pits, and the sound comes from there.

"Using the principle of hot air balloon, did it come directly from the air..." Loya raised his eyelids to look at the sky, and then asked the old ghost: "What is that?"

"It's Ruth's bastard's sonic bomb!" The old ghost raised his head and glanced, his face became ugly: "Damn! Is this bastard even within the attack range of us!"

Looking at the golden ball that almost covered the sky, the old ghost only felt hopeless.

He is not worried about his own life and death, but the number of bombs represents an absolute range. Can the family members who he wants to save even kneel down to escape?

"Bomb?" Loya could only sigh with emotion: Your circle is really messed up.

Obviously the battle here is not over yet, the guy named Ruth can't wait to take action, and as soon as he arrives, he performs a standard backstabbing in the dark world.

"However...how much is the island's combat power like yours?" Loya suddenly remembered this question and asked.

The old ghost thought about it and said with certainty: "Apart from Hunter Jones, there is only casino manager Ruth. If it weren't for your reasons, there are generally no more than three cadres stationed on the island."

"Then I'm really honored." Loya chuckled, and before he knew it, the anger that surged up in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Looking at the swordsman who was still kneeling on the ground, Loya said coldly: "If one day, you hold the sword again, I hope you are the same as he is now. It is to protect the family, not to simply obey the order of slaughter. "

"Um?!"

Luo Ya's sudden speech made the swordsman a little bit incomprehensible, and looked at him blankly.

But it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand, the old ghost understands.

He doesn't care about the bomb on his head now, and hurriedly agrees: "Okay, okay, he will never kill again in the future, so is the kid, I..."

Loya raised his hand to interrupt him, exhaling the turbid air in his lungs: "Don't say anything about promises, if I meet him next time, I will kill him."

gollum...

The old ghost swallowed hard and smiled bitterly.

Yes, with the strength of the other party, what if there is no guarantee?

Next time we meet, just kill it. Do they have any room for resistance?

After speaking, Loya didn't look at them again, the wide dragon wings behind him fluttered and rose into the sky.

In the gust of wind, Loya's voice echoed in their ears.

"I'll deal with the bomb, you... send him off."

"I..." Suddenly, the swordsman's lips trembled uncontrollably, and two lines of clear tears burst out involuntarily.

The man who hadn't cried for decades finally burst into tears today. He excitedly grabbed the handle of the knife and threw himself on the ground.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The swordsman was in tears, and his forehead was red with blood. He whispered: "These years, really, I have been taken care of by you too much!"

"Really, thank you so much!"

In front of the swordsman, the old ghost whose complexion had turned from pale white to bruising saw this scene and smiled softly.

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