Feeling Feng Ming's mood getting lower and lower, Jin Ling found that his blow seemed to be a bit excessive, so he couldn't bear to say: "Actually, your own value is not low, as long as you agree to me a request, I can reshape the sword body for you, and collect the fragments of the character Jane, and fulfill the last wish of your former master." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"If you get cheap, you still sell well", that's what she's talking about, right? Right. Feng Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, no, it didn't have a mouth, to be exact, it twitched the sword body.

It's really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, it endures!

Feng Ming said harmlessly: "Master, what are these words, now Feng Ming is your spirit, as long as you can do it, if you don't say a single request, it will be a thousand requests Feng Ming will have no hesitation." ”

Jin Ling's eyes were shining, and he hooked his lips and said, "Don't worry, my request is very simple." Since you have said that you are my spirit, I want you to be faithful to me...... Not excessive, right? ”

"Uh, not too much...... how can there be a sense of foreboding?

"Very good, then we will sign a soul contract, and you don't resist." Looking at the rusty long sword in front of him, Jin Ling hooked his lips and said.

"What! Soul Pact! Don't even think about it! Feng Ming didn't say a word, and rejected it in shock, what is the soul contract? But once signed, you can't choose another master, and you can only follow the contractor for eternity, and if the contractor is gone, the spirit will also disappear.

Its head is not rusty, so it signed this kind of contract with such a yellow-haired girl, and she is also worthy? Thinking about it, Feng Ming felt more and more that Jin Ling was beyond his strength.

Feng Ming's objection was not unexpected, Jin Ling crossed his arms around his chest, leisurely, and said indifferently: "Yes." I'm not an unreasonable barbarian, since you don't want to, then I won't force it, but ......" Halfway through speaking, her voice suddenly lengthened, and her beautiful eyes looked at Feng Mingjian meaningfully, "You know my secret, how should I seal your mouth?" ”

"Secret, secret, what secret?" Feng Ming vaguely guessed something.

"Don't pretend to be stupid in front of me! My patience is limited! Jin Ling's eyes were cold, and in an instant, he seemed to have changed people, and his whole body was majestic and became strong.

Jin Ling sneered in her heart: From the beginning of the fight, Feng Ming behaved harmless, docile and good, but in fact, she had her own little Jiujiu in her heart, which she had already seen. Is it really easy to pinch her soft persimmon? If you want to seek benefits from her, it depends on whether she is willing or not!

"You threaten me?" Feng Ming said angrily, his voice became stronger, and the original meekness and purity no longer existed.

And after the anger, Feng Ming couldn't help but retreat.

Feng Ming originally wanted Jin Ling to rebuild the sword body for himself, first let himself have a place to live, and then look at Jin Ling's sword comprehension ability. If she has a good understanding, she will definitely help her reach the top of the kendo with all her heart; On the contrary, if she has poor understanding, she can only say sorry, she will not do her best, and she will only choose another master when she is all hopeless.

However, contrary to expectations, Jin Ling is not as ignorant as he imagined, and he will put a lifelong shackle on it when he comes up, leaving no possibility of betrayal.

Facing Feng Ming's annoyance, Jin Ling smiled innocently: "Heh, it's not me who threatens you, I can only blame you for your good sensing ability, you say, if you don't find out about my physique and treasure protection, what can I threaten you?" ”

"......" Hearing this, Feng Ming couldn't wait to slap himself twice at the moment, telling you to talk more!

Next, Feng Ming still compromised, "Okay, I promise you, in addition to signing the soul contract, I am willing to help ...... wholeheartedly"

"I only control my destiny in my own hands." Jin Ling said strongly, dispelling Feng Ming's last thoughts, now, Feng Ming is willing to wish, unwilling to also wish.

She continued: "And you have to understand, it's not you who help me, but you and I help each other, without me, you are still a scrap metal, with me, you may be able to go up a few notches." ”

Hearing these confident words, Feng Ming didn't know how to react for a while, he was stunned, and without paying attention, he was quickly signed by someone - the soul contract.

The golden light flashed, the contract was completed, and Feng Ming was used by the golden bell for life.

It's good to say that it was finally subdued, and Jin Ling breathed a sigh of relief, you know, this old machine spirit is the most difficult to subdue.

They are either high up, and would rather sleep for a thousand years than be used by others except for their original owners; or have an eccentric temper and a tricky behavior, and they are reluctant to be used by people until they suffer a lot.

Of course, except for Yang Shiyi's heavenly darling.

For the use of the darling of the Heavenly Dao, the spirit of the instrument is not begging, I wish to become the slave of the darling, I have to say, to be able to accept the Fengming sword, the golden bell is to take advantage of the right time, place and people.

After the contract, Jin Ling's mood became cheerful, and then his facial expression softened, not as indifferent and alienated as Fang Cai, he took off the Biqing sword from his back, and Jin Ling said: "You can live in this sword." ”

Maybe this is the magic of the soul contract, the only remaining dissatisfaction in my heart has disappeared at the moment of signing the contract, and now after listening to the master's words, Feng Ming was full of grievances and said: "Master, do you want to forge a better sword body for Feng Ming?" The sword in your hand is really not enough to see, the body is dirty, and Feng Ming will be very uncomfortable inside. ”

Jin Lingmei raised her eyebrows, how could she not know the current situation of Biqing Sword.

The Biqing Sword once fell into the hands of Suning'er, and Suning'er was not a real sword cultivator, forcibly recognizing the master and using the Biqing Sword, causing the sword body to be dirty, and the sleeping sword spirit in the sword would never wake up.

Zeng, she also thought about changing the sword, but Biqing Sword has been with her for many years, it is inevitable that she will have some feelings, even if Biqing Sword is not a good sword, but it can't be used easily, and she always believes that an excellent sword cultivator does not rely on the sword in his hand, but to have a sword in his heart, as long as he has a sword in his heart, even if he holds a branch scrap iron in his hand, he is still invincible.

So, Jin Ling said: "Do as I say, you can try to swallow the sword spirit of Biqing Sword, as for the turbidity, I will find a way to expel it." ”

As she spoke, Jin Ling placed the two swords parallel to the table.

"Oh......" Feng Ming replied.

"Let's get started." Jin Ling lowered his eyes, let go of his divine sense and probed into Feng Ming's sword, felt Feng Ming's weak body, and quickly moved, put the two index fingers of his right hand together against the sword body, and the dantian used the spiritual power between the two fingers, and the hand pulled outward forcefully, and began to try to extract the sword spirit.

"Ahhh Hurry up, host! Feng Ming can't stand it anymore! It's going to be broken......"

In the void, the long sword twisted, and Feng Ming groaned in pain.

Jin Ling didn't have much confidence in trying to extract the instrument spirit for the first time, and she was so nervous that she was going to die, and now she heard Feng Ming's shout again, her forehead couldn't help but ooze dense sweat, she gritted her teeth and said, "Bear with it, it'll be fine right away!" ”

Slender fingers into claws, Jin Ling let out, and pulled out Feng Ming in one fell swoop with enough strength, and then immediately punched it into the Biqing Sword, without pausing, Jin Ling continuously poured spiritual power into the Biqing Sword, nourishing the sword spirit, and helping Feng Ming swallow the sword spirit that had been sleeping unconscious. (To be continued.) )