The familiar space, the tattered throne, are all the same as a year ago, as if in this space, time has no meaning.

The little sapling's eyes widened, staring in amazement at this strange space.

Suddenly, a mechanical voice sounded in the space: "Warning! Warning! Discovery of living beings other than the host...... Target confirmation is carried out immediately. ”

Tang Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, sure enough, the throne also has creatures similar to machine spirits, so it is reasonable, the artifacts on TV all have machine spirits, and there is no reason why the throne that surpasses the artifact countless times does not have machine spirits.

A light shot out from the tattered throne, scanning down from Tang Jing's head, the light swept over the small sapling that Tang Jing was holding on his chest, and then the light swept back again.

An enlarged void display appears in front of the throne, and the image of a small beaver emerges on it.

The voice appeared at the same time: "Mutant beaver, mutated wisdom, ultra-low-level creature, no cultivation value, only use, spare food...... It is recommended to use the stewing method, which can perfectly retain the flavor of the beaver and at the same time, the brain tonifying effect is excellent. ”

The little sapling was furious, the abominable orangutan was hateful enough, and this broken chair went even further, reducing itself from the lowest creature to the lowest creature.

That's it, you still have to stew yourself, how can you bear it?

It broke free from Tang Jing's embrace and jumped to the ground, rushed over and scratched at the light screen, scratched for a long time and found that it was not a real thing, it tilted its head and thought for a moment through the light screen, and circled around the tattered throne, as if to confirm whether it was this kind of ghost trick.

Except for myself and my father, it seems that there is only this thing here.

Tang Jing is analyzing whether the throne machine spirit has a mind and a personality.

As far as the current performance is concerned, it is not like having a personality, but more like feeling that a foreign object has entered the throne, and then it is passively activated, and it does not have a system of thoughts.

Suddenly, a mechanical arm appeared from the throne's body, grabbing a curious sapling.

"Invading foreign objects, captured, it is recommended to erase them immediately, the secret of the throne cannot be known to creatures other than the host, if it is known, it cannot be eliminated in time, the throne will take the initiative to destroy the host. ”

Tang Jing hurriedly walked over and hugged the little sapling that was furious, "Let it go!" It's not a foreign object, it's my son. ”

"The genes do not match, and the proposal is dismissed. ”

"When the Great Sage Lord was the host, so many people knew, why was it okay? This obviously did not follow the rules. "Tang Jing's original intention was to use the throne to quench the little sapling. Since his qualifications can be changed, then theoretically, the upper limit of the sapling's qualifications can also be changed after quenching, who knew that the throne would suddenly make such a moth.

"The previous host was not afraid of being discovered by a strong enemy, but the current host was too weak and the throne was severely broken, so the autonomous protection system was activated. ”

"Again, warning, due to the host's non-cooperation, emergency protocols will be activated in one minute to carry out forced destruction. ”

Tang Jing's eyes were about to split, and his right hand slammed into the outstretched mechanical arm, trying to break it so that he could rescue the little sapling.

Looking at the panicked and violently struggling little sapling, Tang Jing felt remorse in his heart, he never thought that the throne that was on the verge of collapse would actually use such a temporary plan.

The tenacity of the throne has been tested many times, and it is not something that a little Tang Jing can shake, Tang Jing's forearm was directly fractured without accident, and the mechanical arm the size of two fingers did not move at all.

Tang Jing, who was already red-eyed, heard the system's emotionless countdown, and in front of him was a small sapling with a frightened face, and his mind seemed to explode.

He directly took out the straight knife, the secret technique in his left hand was broken, and he attacked the mechanical arm without a brain, and he was now full of one thought, he must not let the little sapling have an accident.

The little sapling cried anxiously, it wanted to make his father stop, his right hand was broken, and his left hand was blessed by the giant break, and he continued to attack for more than thirty seconds, and it was already beginning to leak blood, and if it continued like this, his left hand would be broken.

"Twenty-eight, twenty-seven, twenty-six......" The mechanical countdown kept ringing.

The impact of the straight knife slashing at the mechanical arm and Tang Jing's angry and irrational roar.

Only these four sounds remained in the space.

Suddenly, there was a clash of metal and metal.

Tang Jing looked at the broken straight knife in despair.

As soon as the first half of the straight knife jumped out, it was grabbed by another mechanical arm that emerged from the throne, and then like a snake devouring its prey, it directly devoured the straight knife bit by bit.

Tang Jing's blood-drenched left hand hung down weakly, and the other half of the straight knife fell to the ground with a clatter, and was grabbed and devoured by the mechanical arm.

Tang Jing's legs were weak and paralyzed to the ground, tears kept slipping down, and her mouth kept repeating in despair, "I'm sorry little sapling...... Little sapling, sorry. ”

And the countdown will not stop because of Tang Jing's stop, and it is still counting down ruthlessly.

"Nineteen, eighteen, seventeen......"

"Dad, don't be sad, the little sapling doesn't regret following his father here, the little sapling will be your son in the next life, okay? ”

"No, I don't want it, what bullshit will be in the next life, I don't believe it, I just seize the day, who cares about it in the next life. Tang Jing roared hoarsely.

It pursed its lips, "Daddy will be fine in the future." The little sapling actually wants to meet Messia's mother, and Claire's mother, as well as the sister Charlotte that Dad said, and Grandma Ice......"

"Dad will definitely let you see it, Dad will definitely think of a way, there will be a way, don't be afraid, don't be afraid of the little sapling. Tang Jing comforted the little sapling at a loss.

He knew that there was no time, because he had killed it because of his carelessness, and there was nothing he could do to save it now, and the mystery of the throne was far beyond the scope of his thinking.

"Ten... Nine... Eight..."

The countdown continued, Tang Jing couldn't say any words of comfort, and all he could think about was getting along with the little sapling.

"Who can tell me how to stop this damn emergency plan?" shouted Tang Jing, who was already on the verge of collapse.

This is a subconscious manifestation of a person when facing a desperate situation, subconsciously thinking about grasping a life-saving straw, which is completely subconscious.

"Do you want to use the Three Seals of the Throne?"

Tang Jing, who had lost the ability to think, subconsciously replied: "Enable... Enable. ”

"Three seals of the throne, one equal seal, two ......"

"Equality Seal ......" Tang Jing didn't have the patience to continue listening, he just wanted to stop this damn countdown.

The throne stretched out two more mechanical arms, one into the center of the sapling's eyebrows, and one into the eyebrows

Like an idiot, Tang Jing's forehead can only murmur to herself.

A mysterious and complex small array formed almost instantaneously in the eyebrows of one person and one civet eyebrow.

The countdown to three o'clock suddenly stopped because of the formation of this mysterious small array.

There was silence in the space, I don't know how long it had been, Tang Jing, who was in tears, raised her head with difficulty, and then stared at both speeds, as if she had seen something incredible, and the whole person kept her head up and froze in place.

The little sapling, with tears still hanging from the corners of its eyes, blinked its big eyes, and it was also dazed.

It doesn't seem like you're dead?

"Little sapling?"

"Dad?" A milky voice sounded directly in Tang Jing's heart.

Tang Jing was excited, stood up, and stared at the little sapling with a look of surprise with his eyes raised.

"Little sapling?"

"Daddy?"

Neither one nor the raccoon dog spoke.

The mechanical arm suddenly released, and the small sapling fell straight down.

Tang Jing wanted to reach out to catch it, but found that she couldn't lift her hands at all.

The little sapling probably didn't expect this hateful arm to suddenly let go, and when caught off guard, it fell directly to the ground.

It scrambled to its feet, going to trouble the damn broken chair, but as soon as it took a step, it stopped, turned around, and began to sob again.

Tang Jing lowered her head, touched her forehead with her forehead, and said in her heart, "It's okay, little sapling." ”

The little sapling stretched out her little paws to hug Tang Jing's face, kept rubbing her own face, rubbed it on his face, and replied in her heart: "I know that Dad is the most powerful, and nothing can be difficult for you." ”

Tang Jing felt very embarrassed, very embarrassed, he didn't remember what happened just now, he only remembered that he seemed to have lost his mind after being sad and angry, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that the little sapling was fine, he was very confused, what happened at that time, he had no memory!

"Uh, do you remember what just happened?"

The little sapling let go of Tang Jing's face and scratched his head in confusion, "I don't know! ”

Tang Jing took out a few bottles of potions from the space ring, "The little sapling fed me the potion, and my father couldn't lift his hand." ”

Only then did the little sapling react, and Tang Jing's arm was already drenched in blood when he saved himself.

After drinking the potion, he briefly treated the wound, and asked directly, "What just happened, why can I talk to the little sapling in my heart?"

The little sapling tilted his head, and when he heard the words behind him, he realized that he was not asking himself.

The mechanical voice rang out again, "Because you signed the equal seal of the three seals of the throne with the beaver, you can talk to each other in your hearts. ”

Tang Jing's heart beat suddenly, "What are the Three Seals of the Throne?"

"A covenant function of the throne, divided into three classes. One: Equal seal. Two: Wang Chenyin. Three: Slave prints. ”

Tang Jing was ecstatic in his heart, the throne really didn't disappoint him, it had a similar contract function, and the next thing was to see if it was the contract of the throne, whether it could achieve the effect he expected.

"I need a specific explanation of the Three Seals of the Throne. ”