The pen that represents fate and interferes with cause and effect is simple and foolish, a little confused.

looked at the big guy standing in front of him, and said in a calm and natural tone that he could already kill the fairy king head-on.

It was somewhat suspicious of the pen.

Big guy, are you serious?

You're just starting to get into spiritual practice, and you're not even a full-fledged monk.

Are you ...... now? Can you be a strong immortal king head-on?

You..... How?

Could it be that when I saw the fairy king flying over, I rushed up directly and fell to the ground to touch the porcelain, to see if the fairy king would be punished by heaven and killed?

That's not a bad idea.

But looking at the big guy's calm and calm appearance, his method of facing the fairy king head-on is obviously not this kind of shameful routine.

So...... The big guy seems to be really serious.

Big guy, it seems that he can really hack the fairy king head-on.

A quasi-monk can kill the Immortal King, this is definitely the ...... of the Immortal Gu Ahh

Jian Xiaoyu felt that his pen suddenly became a little weak, as if he couldn't stand up after a few days and nights of hard work.

There was an urge to kneel down from the bottom of his heart, so Jian Xiaoyu couldn't help but shout from the bottom of his heart, 'Big guy is bullish, big guy 666, big guy I want to give you a monkey'.

Fortunately, after all, it is a backbone pen, and Jian Xiaoyu still didn't do such an undisciplined thing in the end.

Looking at Su Han standing at the table, Jian Xiaoyu, who found that he didn't seem to have any value that was needed by his own boss, was very panicked.

The barren pen can't help but tremble a little.

Trembling, Jian Xiaoyu was unsteady on his feet and slipped off the table.

In the process of landing, Jian Xiaoyu desperately wanted to stabilize his body, but unfortunately it was just a pen after all.

It's hard to keep yourself steady when a pen falls off the table.

Therefore, despite all his efforts, Jian Xiaoyu's body still couldn't hold back.

After three and a half weeks of turning and churning in the air, he landed in a 720-degree gyration and landed at Su Han's feet.

The tip of the pen touched the tip of Su Han's toe.

The height from the table top to the ground was too high for Jian Xiaoyu.

It's a pity that it's just a weak, helpless little brush, this high impact force makes Jian Xiaoyu, who fell to the ground, bend the pen shaft due to severe pain, and the whole thing becomes a hunched prawn.

The barrel and tip of the pen were attached to Su Han's toes.

Jian Xiaoyu gently raised the tip of the pen and glanced at Su Han.

Although this fall made him fall hard, the honest and brave Jian Xiaoyu still expressed his praise to Su Han from the bottom of his heart.

"Even if I fall off the table, even if I break my body.

Then I died, nailed to the coffin board.

I also want to shout to you in a rotten voice: Big guy, awesome!"

Su Han smiled, leaned down to pick Jian Xiaoyu up from the ground, and straightened the tip of Jian Xiaoyu's pen.

"Jian Xiaoyu, right? Your skills in sycophants are really not weaker than my dogs. ”

was held in Su Han's hands, enjoying the tenderness of his own boss's slender fingers caressing his body.

Jian Xiaoyu's whole pen was immersed in a fluttering feeling, and she was about to fly.

Yes!

Oh!

That's it!

Yes! Yes, yes!

That's how it feels!

This feeling of being wrapped and submerged in an endless sea of luck is simply too fascinating for the pen.

Even though it was only a brief contact, it felt like it had not had a master who had been able to control and make the most of his abilities over the years.

The power of calamity accumulated by forcibly overdrawing cause and effect is dissolving little by little.

In the blink of an eye, the calamity that would come to me without knowing when it would be detonated had completely dissipated without a trace.

Really!

His pen is simply too wise.

In the case that it is not used by the master who has mastered the power of fate, it is the wisest choice to follow the master of luck like his own boss.

Enjoying the floating feeling, Jian Xiaoyu felt that her whole pen was about to fly.

"Really?

Boss, would you like to take me in, a homeless licking dog?"

Su Han smiled, and OCD straightened the tip of Jian Xiaoyu's pen.

"Don't you already have a master?

Being a man should start from the beginning, and being a pen should naturally not be a day. ”

"Big man, the person in charge of the army is not the master, just a temporary user.

That little girl was good, but she couldn't use my strength yet.

Only in the hands of you, the big guy, can I exert my due strength.

Only you can make me feel at home. ”

Su Han smiled and shook his head, "That's going to disappoint you, I'm going to leave in a few days." ”

"It's okay big guy," Jian Xiaoyu's flattering golden smile floated in the air and twisted a few times.

"If the heart has no direction, it will wander everywhere.

And you are my guiding light, big guy, and what my heart wants.

As long as you follow the big guy's side, the little fool will feel at ease.

This place of peace is home, and the big guy's side is my best and ultimate destination. ”

This guy ......

Su Han sighed in his heart, and was speechless for a moment.

After thinking about it, there was no acceptance and no refusal.

"Your current essence is not here, and it doesn't make sense to talk about it now.

After all, let's talk about it when your body arrives. ”

"Okay!"

Hearing this, a big surprise piled up on the golden smiling face.

"Wait, big guy, two more days.

Wait two days, and the commander will arrive with my body!"

After speaking, it seemed that it was not enough to express his excitement, and the golden smile showed a moment of hesitation on his face.

After a moment, the hesitation on his face turned into identification.

Jian Xiaoyu tried to open his mouth and asked Su Han, "Big man, can you allow me to make a rash request?"

"What request?"

"That is, can you allow me to lend you a small part of your power for the time being.

All you need is a loss, a drop of strength. ”

Su Hanhu looked at it suspiciously, "What do you want to do?"

"Big man, the little fool took the liberty to disturb, and I feel that before leaving, I should give you a gift for generosity, kindness, and kindness. ”

"Gifts?"

Su Han nodded slightly, "Then you can use it." ”

"Okay, big guy, wait a minute!"

Jian Xiaoyu's pen shook lightly and flipped out of Su Han's hand.

After two and a half weeks of spinning in the air, it landed steadily on the table.

The pen walked and left lines of ink on the desktop.

After a long time, on the desktop where the writing was repeated, the golden light flashed, and all the ink was automatically combined into a delicate thread-bound book.

"Big guy, the little fool has nothing to give, I just sensed that there seems to be an emperor bead containing the inheritance of the Demon Emperor on your body.

In your capacity, it is a blasphemy to accept the Demon Emperor inheritance in person.

The little fool is good at advocating, and on the premise of not destroying the emperor beads, the Demon Emperor inheritance is compiled into a book.

As a gift to the big guy, the gift is light, and please don't dislike the big guy. ”

Su Han: "......"

glanced at Jian Xiaoyu, who seemed to be more useful than he imagined, and then at the delicate thread-bound book on the table.

Thinking of those guys who have peeked at their own inheritance, they have become particularly qualified one by one, and they can still stand still after so long.

In Su Han's heart, a bold idea suddenly came to life!