"Beaver?" I staggered and sat on the ground, "This...... Is she willing to merge into the Purple Tribulation and turn into the Spirit of Soldiers? ”

The Spirit of Mist is a spirit conceived in nature, and its strength should not be underestimated, but it is also wild and untamable. Jiang Wuliu has been arresting her back for more than half a year, and she has not been successfully domesticated, so she has always been sealed in fiberglass.

"It's a pity that you can't tame her, it's better to increase your strength." Jiang Wuliu nodded with a smile and said thoughtfully, "Don't care about her opinion." Besides, this is a good thing for the beaver. Just imagine, instead of being locked in every day and not seeing the light of day, it is tantamount to wasting resources, it is better to use it for you, and it can be regarded as giving her a freedom, but with more constraints from your master. ”

I quickly calculated in my heart, in this way, wouldn't I have two magic objects that were pregnant with the spirit of a soldier? This is something that countless masters dream of!

Xu Huayan said enviously: "Dead beast, if you don't agree, just change me!" ”

"How many people can't ask for it...... Qin Ghost sighed, "Brother Jiang, your life is open, right?" ”

Ning Shuying and Ning Silk looked at me quietly.

Jiang Wuliu asked, "Jiang Ming, five minutes have arrived, how are you thinking about it?" ”

"I faked my death, so what about my parents?" I asked worriedly, "I don't want the second elder to have trouble sleeping." ”

"Don't worry, I've thought of this, and I'll take your parents to the safest place possible. Do you have any other concerns? ”

"No ...... for the time being" I agreed to the fake death plan, after all, Jiang Wuliu really did it for my good, and he did his best to do this, no matter how arrogant I am, I don't know how to lift up.

"That's good." Jiang Wuliu glanced at Long Yishu, "Jiang Ming is about to fake his death, I hope everyone present will keep it secret for him, this matter can only be known by Yebu, Xiaolong Girl, and Jiang Ming's parents." ”

Long Yishu took the initiative to make an oath.

"Little Dragon Girl, please provide me with the location of the shaving ghost." Jiang Wuliu asked.

Long Yishu said without thinking: "Chengbei." A cave ten miles east of Sanhe Tun. Maybe he didn't move somewhere and thought that my grandfather and I would be able to contact him again. ”

Jiang Wuliu asked, "Also, is your grandmother's soul body in the hands of the shaving ghost or Mr. Blood?" ”

"I don't know about that." Long Yishu shook his head slightly, "There is a certain possibility that it will be in the hands of the shaving ghost, because our original agreement was to resurrect grandma after obtaining the Qingrou Pearl." Grandpa's soul is very weak, and my own strength is low, so I will not participate in this encirclement and suppression of the shaved ghost, so as not to drag my feet. If you find my grandma's soul body, please bring it back, grandpa just said in his heart that he wants to step into the underworld path with grandma to go to reincarnation. ”

I asked with concern, "Brother and sister, are you waiting at night, or are you going back to Liu Qin's house?" ”

"Let's go to his house and wait for your news." Long Yishu shrugged his shoulders, "Now that the house is in shambles, I'm gone, what if he's worried?" ”

"When the shaved ghost is solved, I will make amends for the two of you."

The guilt in my heart vanished, and I took Long Yishu to the top of the night department and put her in a taxi. When I returned to the office hall, only Jiang Wuliu was left, he called me closer and said, "Jiang Ming, I thought about it, I just took the opportunity to catch the shaved ghost and let you play a fake death, what do you think?" ”

"It's up to you." I said in my heart that he was efficient enough, and what a lot of effort did he make, and he finished arranging many details of the fake death.

Jiang Wuliu picked up the special glass jar and took me to his research room, he pressed the switch and said to the mouth of the jar: "Fog civet, I have decided to set you free today." ”

"Jiang Erhuo, have you finally figured it out? Hmph, this palace won't send people under the fence, fortunately, your heart died early, otherwise it would take decades, and if you die, I will naturally be freed. The Spirit of the Mist roared, she was going crazy with loneliness after holding it for so long.

Jiang Wuliu took the purple tribulation in my hand, and he shook it towards the glass jar, "Did you see it?" Today, you will guard this artifact and become its soldier's spirit! ”

"What? Are you kidding! The Spirit of the Mist was stunned for a moment, and roared even more, "This is what you call freedom? Get lost! I don't want to bind myself to a magic object, it's broken, I can't hurt it? It's ruined, and I can't die with it? ”

Jiang Wuliu said happily: "It's you, you are it." ”

"It's non-negotiable." The Spirit of the Mist didn't do anything to kill him.

Jiang Wuliu held the glass jar with both hands, and he showed a fox face, "I didn't plan to discuss it with you, but I was saying hello to you in advance." ”

"Beast!" The Spirit of the Mist has turned on the street scolding mode, "%#...#¥%............"

"Say, become the spirit of the soldier and give your freedom to this little brother Jiang, or make a yin covenant and surrender to me for eternity?" Jiang Wuliu reached out and dragged me to the glass jar.

A small face manifested in the jar, and when she saw me, she directly ignored the second condition and said, "I remember, Brother Jiang, I have a good impression of you." The two of us are suffering together, if I become the spirit of the soldier of your magic object, are you willing to let my sister go? ”

"This broom was given by the master, he spent a lot of effort to customize it for me, and once it was accidentally broken, the master helped me repair it little by little, which is of great significance. So I can't promise you. ”

The Spirit of the Mist immediately turned his face, "Huh! What about Hongu becoming a soldier's spirit? I strike every day, and you don't want to use it. ”

"Oh yes, Fog Beaver, didn't you remind me that I forgot about it." Jiang Wuliu slapped his thigh and said slyly, "I will let you not refuse any of the conditions proposed by Jiang Ming, if you disobey, you will be punished to a great extent." Obedient and obedient is your choice, if I have a magic embryo like Jiang Ming, I will use you for myself, but unfortunately not everyone has such a big deal as Lao Kong. ”

The Spirit of the Mist regretted it and cursed loudly, "Treacherous villain, why don't you get bedsores and festering buttocks!" ”

"It's not something you have to care about." Jiang Wuliu didn't mind at all, he lifted the glass jar and shook it vigorously, "Jiang Ming, cut your arm and let the blood cover the rod of the Purple Tribulation, time is limited!" ”

I decisively picked up the knife on the table and slashed it at my forearm, blood gushing out, and I couldn't help but smear it all over the Nanmu pole.

At this time, there was a small death in front of me, she blinked her starlight eyes, and looked at the glass jar with drooling, "Ginger pot pot ......"

"Hey, why did you mess around again? Didn't you watch a movie in your room before you were full? "I was taken aback by her.

"The film is too bad, I can't watch it, I sneaked back to your chest, and it's still warm in the arms of the ginger pot." Xiao Die's gaze did not leave the glass jar for a moment, she rubbed her stomach and said, "I feel very hungry and want to eat." ”

Jiang Wuliu and I didn't react, Xiao Death jumped towards the glass jar, opened her small mouth, she bit the glass wall fiercely, and she actually bit out five deep cracks in one bite!

"Small death, mercy." I hurriedly stopped and said.

"Ginger pot pot...... I'm hungry...... Whining. Xiao Die opened his mouth aggrievedly, "Wow~" and took another big bite of the glass jar.

There was a crisp cracking sound, and the glass jar was covered with cracks, but it hadn't been destroyed yet, and it was still sealed, but it definitely couldn't survive three times in the small dead mouth!

"Woo~~ The tooth is broken." Xiao Death raised her hand to reach for her lips, and she took out a broken tooth, "Don't worry about me in the ginger pot, it will grow back soon." ”

I rolled my eyes, I don't want to bite something so hard if my teeth aren't strong.

"Beaver, looks like you have less than half a minute left." Jiang Wuliu smiled impatiently, "This little cute tooth is about to grow out, I can't stop her." So far, nearly twenty Heavenly Ghosts and nine Evil Spirits have been buried in her small belly......"

"This bear kid can't even help you?" The Spirit of the Mist was terrified and urged, "She's terrifying, ...... Let me become Brother Jiang's soldier spirit, I will listen to you for everything! Hurry, her teeth are coming out! ”