Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info If I guessed correctly just now, then the voice just now should be that Ding, but how could Ding speak......

"Hey, by the way, I remember seeing a book in the family's ancient books, which is written about these, what is it? I think about it, by the way, it's called Shenma... Machine spirit, yes, it's called machine spirit."

It is recorded in the book, "Weapons have spirits, and they are magic weapons," the so-called weapons have spirits, which refers to the spirit of weapons, and legend has it that even if it is a magic weapon, it will take tens of thousands of years of evolution to be able to form a weapon spirit.

This magic weapon has a spirit, and it can spit out human words, does this mean that this god horse Chilong refining heart tripod must have existed for more than 10,000 years, woo, the foot was smashed by the pie that fell from the sky, the happiness came too suddenly, and the foot was a little unbearable.

After a while, one of the most important questions came to mind

…… Magic weapons with machine spirits are very difficult to tame, and now that they have no strength at all, how can they be able to subdue them?

His eyes flickered, and he said to himself, "I'll fool it first, the magic weapon, after all, it's not a person, how can someone be so round."

This time, Ao Ling'er was really wrong, the magic weapon she was facing was not only spiritually extraordinary, but also a tsundere

"Who spoke just now, you come out, come out and let's talk for a while,"

When the machine spirit heard this, he couldn't help the cold sweat on his head flowing down,

scolded in my heart, "Dead girl, this is greasy and crooked, and you can still nag, look at me untidy, you cry dad and call mother, let you nag again, nag and die, you are sorry for my ten thousand years of ding"

The corners of his mouth snorted, and the machine spirit cast a spell in the ding,

Ao Ling'er felt that something was wrong, and when she reacted, she found that some of the mist gases that had been around her had disappeared at this time.

Just when she wanted to check what kind of place this was, the surrounding environment changed again, and Ao Ling'er couldn't help but complain when she saw all this

"Can you talk well?"

Ao Ling'er suddenly had a kind of rush to pick up a stone and hit her own foot at this time, she knew that she shouldn't have said that sentence, just wait for its next move, just wait for its next move, just the so-called enemy can't move, why don't you stick to it and talk to it, now it's okay, make people angry

Thinking about it, a wry smile stretched out of the corner of his mouth, ready to meet the next challenge

After a cup of tea, the mist disappeared, and a scene that Ao Linger had never seen before

There are endless grasses here, deep lakes, small animals live here leisurely, everything seems so natural, as if it was specially created for Aurier, there is no sense of disobedience, and all this in front of you coincides with the peaceful world that Auriel longs for.

Ao Ling'er looked around, sat down on the grass naturally, and then played happily with the small animals that came and went

On the other side of the illusion, the machine spirit jumped straight to the ground angrily, and he didn't set up the illusion to let her enjoy, "I'm angry, I'm angry, what kind of freak is this" In order to give Ao Ling'er a future illusion that she hasn't even seen herself, the machine spirit can be said to have made a lot of money, but the effect of this collection doesn't seem to be very satisfactory

"No, I'm going to build her a fantasy with endless blood, hehe, I don't believe that there will be no bloody war in your future, and this time I don't believe that you are not here

Ao Ling'er, who was still in the illusion, felt a shake again, and the environment around her quietly changed again, and she also woke up from the previous illusion.

Ao Ling'er was quite annoyed, she had just fallen into an illusion unknowingly, and she was intoxicated with it uncontrollably, unable to extricate herself, from here you can see how superb the caster's ability to arrange the illusion is,

Thinking about this, Ao Ling'er couldn't help but have an alarm bell in her heart, although the illusion just now didn't do anything to herself, but with this superb spell casting level, you have to guard against it, even if you can't stop it, you can't give up, and the other party's spell casting level is also Ao Ling'er can't catch up with it on horseback, (Machine Spirit: The Lun family is a 10,000-year-old demon, oh no, 10,000-year-old machine spirit, how can a yellow-haired girl like you catch up,)

Ao Ling'er flickered in front of her eyes, and she was in the middle of an aerial battlefield, at this time, she was wearing a white battle armor, holding a small red furnace in her hand, and there was a seemingly harmless pink meat ball beside her, standing in front of a huge monster in a very chic manner, her body looked so small, but she stubbornly refused to bend over,

Ao Ling'er felt that she was extremely miserable, this situation of the god horse, did she want to fight on the battlefield by herself?But she was just an 'ordinary' person who had no cultivation, "You girl, don't play with people like this, you want to be killed, and you want people to be obediently played with by you, Ya, are you sure you are sick?"

Ao Ling'er complained here, but the machine spirit on the other side was dumbfounded, why did this Nima herself in this dead girl instead of another person, and, "Wait, does this mean that I will conclude a contract with this girl in the future, such a weak human is also worthy of signing a contract with my ancient artifact, hmph, as long as you die, I can't stop concluding with you, right," After the eyes turned around, he pretended to be Ci Ming, but what he said, it was not the same," Alas, Amitabha, girl, I originally wanted to let you out as long as I had fun, after all, no one has been here for a long time, but according to the current situation, you are not dead, God has the virtue of a good life, girl, I will give you a superordinate after you die (Ao Ling'er: You are a spirit, it's not that I underestimate you, to say the truth, will you be excessive?

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As he spoke, he cast the spell again, making the illusion even more confusing.

The machine spirit didn't know how many ups and downs what he did today would bring to his future cultivation career, and when it thought about it, hehe......

On the other side, Ao Linger summoned a sword from his body, looking at the behemoth in front of him, he didn't know where he should run, as the saying goes, thirty-six strategies are the best strategy, but now there is an empty space everywhere, there is nowhere to escape, the sword he summoned just now is still out of instinctive reaction, Ao Linger thought to herself, this instrument spirit is actually still a little hearty, otherwise it is impossible to let yourself have more spicy drops of equipment, Ao Linger couldn't help but send it a good person card in her heart,

However, the next battle made Ao Ling'er's good impression of the machine spirit disappear in an instant.

And this has become Ao Ling'er's shameless oppression of machine spirits in the future, and she has found enough reason,

(Machine Spirit: Suddenly rushing to his feet is so hard, woo woo:)