The white bone monster looked at the purple clay pot in Li Mingyong's hand, and the dark green ghost fire in his eyes flashed, as if expressing a complicated look.

"Qiankun pot, Qiankun pot, it turns out that it's not just monks who can use it. Lao Li, it turns out that you lied to me. ”

The bone monster muttered to himself, and his tone sounded inexplicably sad. Obviously, the old Li in its words had deceived him and made him feel sad.

It sighed and said to Li Mingyong: "In this way, you leave the pot, and I will let you go, anyway, you are useless." ”

Li Mingyong hugged the Qiankun pot in his hand tightly, he was not stupid, he knew that this purple clay pot was a life-saving baby, where was he willing to let go easily.

"Are you deceiving ghosts? I don't even believe a three-year-old child, are you insulting my intelligence?"

Li Mingyong said indignantly, if the other party wasn't too weird, he would have rushed up and beat it hard. It's okay to insult his personality, but it's okay to insult his IQ!

The white bone monster was stunned, and the skull suddenly let out a low chuckle and sighed: "Okay, I originally wanted to be a favor, so I should release it occasionally." Since you don't want to appreciate it, then ......"

Li Mingyong raised his left hand and interrupted quickly: "Wait!"

The white bone monster stopped, and the two green ghost fires looked at him with "interest".

Li Mingyong stood up and said, "You just said that I left this purple clay pot, so you let me go." Well, I promise you, this teapot is yours. ”

The white bone monster was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "You...... Don't you don't believe it? Why do you suddenly believe it again?"

Li Mingyong wanted to cry and said without tears: "Because I suddenly thought, in fact, even if you don't kill me, I can't get out." They brought me down just now, and now that they've been arrested by you, I'll be crushed into a ball of plasma by the underwater water as soon as I get out. So after careful consideration, I have decided to believe in your character...... Ghost, but you must promise me to send me off the bottom of the sea and ensure that I reach the sea safely. ”

The white bone monster suddenly realized, nodded knowingly, and said approvingly: "It seems that you are smarter than I imagined, it stands to reason that I have no reason to refuse, but ......"

It changed its voice and smiled, "It's a pity that I can't promise you, because I can't send you out." “

Li Mingyong was anxious and accused: "Why did you go back on your word? Just now you clearly said that as long as I put down the teapot......

The white bone monster interrupted: "I said to let you go, not to kill you, and I didn't say to send you away." If I could have left the Long Fortune, I would have been gone long ago, so why stay on the Long Fortune all the time?"

Li Mingyong said anxiously: "What should I do then?"

The white bone monster took two steps closer to him, shook his head, and said, "Don't do it, sure enough, it's easiest to kill you." ”

Li Mingyong's face changed greatly, he took two steps back and raised the purple clay pot in his hand, and warned: "Don't come here, my baby teapot is very powerful, I don't care if it hurts you." ”

The white bone monster didn't speak, and his footsteps didn't stop, and the ghost fire in his two eye sockets flashed, as if to say "beg for harm".

Li Mingyong stepped backwards, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, he wanted to hurt the walking skeleton in front of him, but the purple clay pot in his hand ignored him at all.

His palms kept rubbing the smooth and delicate body of the purple clay pot, and he silently shouted impatiently: Uncle Baby, you make a move, the little one kneels down for you. You just fart and kill this ghost in front of you, and then I will definitely offer you up, three incense sticks a day, and there will be fruit offerings every day......

It's a pity that no matter how much he makes a wish and promise, it is useless, the purple clay pot is like a most ordinary teapot, and there is no reaction.

The white bone monster got closer and closer, and Li Mingyong kept retreating, and finally his back was against the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

The white bone monster opened its mouth, as if grinning at Li Mingyong. It raised the embroidered spring knife, and the bright light of the knife was like a rising moon, and the light illuminated Li Mingyong's eyes.

Li Mingyong narrowed his eyes, a trace of unwillingness and despair flashed in his heart, and secretly said that he didn't expect Lao Tzu to die in this ghost place, and if he died, he was afraid that he would not be discovered in another 10,000 years.

Suddenly, he noticed that the teapot in his palm was boiling hot, and a white mist rushed out of the spout like lightning, and then wrapped his whole body.

The embroidered spring knife shining like moonlight slashed at the white mist, like a dead leaf falling on the water, floating on it, but it could not sink.

Li Mingyong was about to cry excitedly, he really thought he was dead just now. This life-saving baby is good, it's just a little skinny, every time he is willing to come to the rescue at the last moment, in case he gets off, he Li Mingyong will be finished.

But he can't blame the purple clay pot, not only can't he blame, but he also has to be full of gratitude. Otherwise, the teapot uncle will be unhappy, and if he doesn't save him, the calf will be over.

Seeing that the white mist spit out of the teapot saved Li Mingyong's life again, the white bone monster didn't seem to feel strange, and without saying a word, it slashed at the white mist on Li Mingyong's body again. After being blocked, it slashed a third and fourth slashes......

In less than ten seconds, the White Bone Monster swung out hundreds of swords, and the swords were all aimed at the vital points on Li Mingyong's body.

The white mist is very powerful, wrapping Li Mingyong firmly in it, it looks thin as smoke, but it is as strong as the construction materials of a spaceship. The embroidered spring knife is cut on the white fog, and it is difficult to hurt the white fog in the slightest.

Li Mingyong was still very nervous and scared, after all, there was a white bone monster in front of him who had been slashing him with a knife, could he not be afraid?

But Li Mingyong's strength lies in his ability to adapt very strongly, no matter how bizarre and weird things are, he can quickly accept them.

For example, at this time, his mood has changed from the previous nervousness to the feeling of watching a 3D movie. Someone in front of you is obviously slashing you with a knife, but you just can't find it. A bullet is fired at you, and it uses slow motion, but it just doesn't shoot you, but it hits someone else.

Well, that's how it feels.

If I had to say something was missing, it was probably almost Coke and popcorn.

"Hey, are you tired?"

Li Mingyong saw that the purple clay pot was very powerful, and he was not in danger, so he couldn't help but make fun of the knife-wielding white bone monster in front of him: "Why don't you take a break and cut it again?"

The white bone monster gave him a deep "look" with two green ghost fires, bared his teeth and smiled, "I hope you can laugh later." ”

Li Mingyong blinked: "What do you mean?"

This white bone monster is also interesting, about the lonely shipwreck at the bottom of the sea for too many years, it is rare to meet an interesting person to chatter, actually while chopping, while saying: "The monk's magic weapon is not omnipotent. For example, your Qiankun pot is raised with a mouthful of innate Taiyi true qi, and according to legend, it is raised with spiritual tea, which is very troublesome. However, after cultivating, this innate Taiyi true qi can automatically protect one's body, and it is invulnerable to water and fire. Even magical spells such as spells and abilities can be resisted. ”

"Moreover, the Qiankun pot is also a very good storage magic weapon, and the owner can collect dead things, that is, inanimate items. Such a treasure is very rare, and I heard that even in the monastic world, it is a treasure that every monk dreams of. ”

Li Mingyong smiled proudly: "It's so powerful, hahahaha, it seems that Lao Tzu has picked up a treasure." ”

The white bone monster also let out a hehehe laugh: "It's very powerful, I don't know why you, an ordinary person, Qiankun Pot want to recognize you as the master." ”

"Probably...... Lao Tzu looks better than you. You're just a bare skeleton, and no one likes it. ”

The white bone monster didn't refute either, and said lightly: "Maybe, but it doesn't matter, anyway, you will be cut into bones by me soon, and everyone will be about the same by then." ”

Li Mingyong saw that the white mist was getting thinner and thinner, but in fact, he had begun to panic in his heart, but he pretended to have a look of disdain on the surface: "Phew, you can cut through this layer of white mist first." ”

The white bone monster smiled and said, "You have also found out, the white mist is getting thinner and thinner, and if there are thirty more knives at most, it will disappear." When the time comes...... Hey, hey, hey. ”

Li Mingyong: "......"

For some reason, the three "hey, hey, hey" made by the white bone monster reminded him of the Lich King Fei Yuqing......

The white bone monster continued to stimulate him and said, "As I said just now, the monk's magic weapon is not omnipotent, and each magic weapon has a limit and consumption of use. The limitation of the Qiankun pot is that only when the owner has a life and death crisis, it will automatically emit the innate Taiyi true qi protection body. The innate Taiyi true qi will be consumed, and the continuous defensive attack will continue to consume the innate Taiyi true qi. It needs to be raised with spiritual tea, the better the spiritual tea used, the longer it is raised, the more innate Taiyi true qi there is, the stronger the natural protection, and the longer the staying power. ”

"This Qiankun pot has not been nourished by tea for hundreds of years, and the innate Taiyi true qi has withered to the point that it is about to dissipate. Although it can protect you for a while, under my attack, it will soon disappear, and the value of this Qiankun pot will be at least seventy percent lost by then. The remaining 30% value is because the Qiankun pot has an independent space, and the owner can store things as soon as his mind moves...... You see, the innate Taiyi's true qi is about to dissipate. ”

Of course, Li Mingyong saw that the white mist was about to dissipate, and the white bone monster's embroidered spring knife had already passed through the white mist just now, leaving a small wound on his face. Although the wound was small, it almost made him lose his soul.

Just when he was in a hurry, he heard the words of the white bone monster, and his heart suddenly moved.

So, when the embroidered spring knife in the hand of the white bone monster was cut over again, Li Mingyong's heart moved, and he silently said: "Collect, collect it for me!"

The white mist suddenly surged, and the embroidered spring knife was wrapped with a "sigh".

The white bone monster only felt a huge force coming, and his hand was empty, and the embroidered spring knife came out of his hand.

It was slightly stunned, but when it woke up, it found that the embroidered spring knife had disappeared.

Bone Monster: "......"

Li Mingyong looked at it and could feel its mood inexplicably, as if he was very melancholy.

The Bone Monster is very melancholy, and extremely melancholy. It suddenly dislikes its own intelligence and feels that it is a retarded, which is the most vicious curse for it, which has always prided itself on its wisdom.

But there is no way, it has no brains, so wisdom is no longer its strengths to show off, but has become its shortcomings.

Just now, it actually told Li Mingyong in person that the Qiankun pot can collect other people's items!

Oh my God, what did I do!

Li Mingyong was in such a good mood that he could sense that there was a rusty embroidered spring knife in the belly of the teapot, which was the one used by the white bone skeleton before.

It's really a good baby! I sent it, and in the future, Lao Tzu went to the supermarket, only shopping and not buying, and took away what he saw, who can find out from Lao Tzu?

Aha......

Thinking of the excitement, Li Mingyong was full of pride, as if he had won the 50 million lottery.

Li Mingyong looked at the white bone monster in front of him expectantly, his eyes eager.

The white bone monster was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood what Li Mingyong meant, he was looking forward to what kind of precious weapon he would take out so that his Qiankun pot could absorb it.

It's too much!

The white bone monster was furious, and suddenly smashed Li Mingyong with a punch. The white bone fist hit the white mist, and the white mist was instantly diluted by a few points, like a layer of transparent foam, which could be broken at any time.

Li Mingyong's heart was raised, and his face was pale. Seeing that the white mist was getting thinner and thinner, so faint that he could barely see it, and when he was even more desperate, he couldn't take away the arm of the white bone monster.

Although the bones are dead, the bones are alive. The Qiankun pot can only collect dead things, but not living things.

Even if it is an invisible and qualitative ghost, it is not something that the Qiankun pot can collect. What's more, the white bone monster is not formless and substantial, it has a hard abnormality, and even Liu Xi and Qiu Changsheng's attacks can't hurt the slightest white skeleton.

Li Mingyong was in such a good mood that he could sense that there was a rusty embroidered spring knife in the belly of the teapot, which was the one used by the white bone skeleton before.

It's really a good baby! I sent it, and in the future, Lao Tzu went to the supermarket, only shopping and not buying, and took away what he saw, who can find out from Lao Tzu?

Aha......

Thinking of the excitement, Li Mingyong was full of pride, as if he had won the 50 million lottery.

Li Mingyong looked at the white bone monster in front of him expectantly, his eyes eager.

The white bone monster was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood what Li Mingyong meant, he was looking forward to what kind of precious weapon he would take out so that his Qiankun pot could absorb it.

It's too much!

The white bone monster was furious, and suddenly smashed Li Mingyong with a punch. The white bone fist hit the white mist, and the white mist was instantly diluted by a few points, like a layer of transparent foam, which could be broken at any time.

Li Mingyong's heart was raised, and his face was pale. Seeing that the white mist was getting thinner and thinner, so faint that he could barely see it, and when he was even more desperate, he couldn't take away the arm of the white bone monster.

Although the bones are dead, the bones are alive. The Qiankun pot can only collect dead things, but not living things.

Even if it is an invisible and qualitative ghost, it is not something that the Qiankun pot can collect. What's more, the white bone monster is not formless and substantial, it has a hard abnormality, and even Liu Xi and Qiu Changsheng's attacks can't hurt the slightest white skeleton. It's in hand, please wait for a while, after the content is updated, you need to refresh the page again to get the latest update!nt

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