Phew!

The phoenix chirped endlessly, and the fire vermilion bird circled in the air, and after rising and falling several times, a fierce light appeared in his eyes, and he pounced on the god-killing god, and the giant claws grabbed fiercely.

This Vermilion Bird transformed by Minghong's sword is actually intended to attack its master!

In the cockpit, Zhao Qian frowned and asked in a low voice, "Dayan, is this ...... What's going on?"

"You underestimate special-shaped weapons too much!" said in a deep voice, "Weapons of this level know how to recognize the master!"

"Recognize the master?" Zhao Qian was stunned.

"Well, this is what Xiang Pojun called 'control'!" "Only through the user who recognizes the Lord can he control it like an arm." If it is not the right master, this Ming Hong will even directly fight back and kill the unqualified master!"

"Eater, is this okay?" Zhao Qian listened with a suspicious face.

Phew!

As he spoke, the Suzaku swept down, wrapped in fierce wind and flames, and wildfires burned the plains, and the momentum was huge!

"Evil beast, you want to devour the master, you are still a little tender—— ghost step!" Zhao Qian snorted coldly, his hands were dexterous, and his fingers jumped like a dance.

Boom!

The god-killing retreated, the feet ran and wandered, the mecha swayed from side to side, and countless afterimages were born and destroyed, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake!

Phew!

The screams continued, the Vermilion Bird swooped left and right, and the claws, beaks, and wings were all sharp weapons, slashing vertically and horizontally, tearing the sky!

However, it rushed all the way to kill, but it all landed on the afterimage, without the slightest effect.

Airplanes!

Suzaku's eyes gradually dimmed, his movements tended to be sluggish, and his energy began to weaken.

It resembles Shikigami, but it is not the same as Shikigami. The most obvious difference is that it does not have a power furnace of its own, and its energy comes from mechas, and once the energy is exhausted, it will naturally lose its threat.

Click, click, click!

In mid-air, the form of the Suzaku changed, and countless metal parts rose and fell like flowing water, turning into a sharp war knife again.

Airplanes!

Minghong's sword fell straight down, and the blade dug deep into the ground.

"How's it going?" the Great Weapon smiled and said, "This Minghong Sword?"

"Pretty scary!" Zhao Qian nodded, his expression solemn.

With his eyes, he could naturally see how powerful and tyrannical this Ming Hong War Sword would be once it recognized as its master!

Ming Hong is a thermal war knife, sharp and tyrannical, the war knife can change its form, and even has an independent consciousness! A knife in hand, it can be used as a weapon to attack, or it can be incarnated into a giant beast to fight, do whatever you want, and it is impossible to prevent it!

Moreover, after confessing the Lord, even if the sword is taken off, there is no need to fear being used by the enemy. Even, by extension, it can be used as a trap to lure enemies into attack.

"Dayan, this Minghong battle knife," Zhao Qian couldn't help but ask, "How can I recognize the master?"

"It's complicated...... Da Yan said lazily, "It's useless to tell you, you can only use it for half a month anyway." ”

Zhao Qian pouted.

The Great Yan Weapon said: "What you need is not to recognize the master of the war knife, but to study this war knife thoroughly and create your own 'Ming Hong'!"

"My own Minghong?" Zhao Qian shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's not easy to ......"

"Nonsense!" said Dayan, "everyone can do easy things, do you need them?"

Zhao Qian couldn't laugh or cry.

Soon, he closed his eyes and slowly reminisced about the transformation scene of Minghong's sword.

Zhao Qian's face showed respect.

This Ming Hong war knife is more than a hundred times more exquisite than the spirit he designed!

Although Ming Hong is a broad-backed war knife, just imagine how much volume can a war knife occupy? And with such a small volume, it can actually transform into a vermilion bird, and it also has self-consciousness, and it runs rampant, rushing and plundering! Such an exquisite structure can only be described as incredible......

Zhao Qian closed his eyes and reminisced, and nodded again and again.

"Go on!" said the Great Striker suddenly.

"Hmm, now, what about the backlash?" Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ask.

"Isn't that right?" said in a flat tone, "Fighting with it makes it easier to observe its characteristics and analyze its strengths and weaknesses...... It's more intuitive than using it!"

"Got it. Zhao Qian nodded.

Airplanes!

The god-killer strode over, grabbed the Minghong war knife with his right hand, and with a piercing scream, he danced again, making a tyrannical hum!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The red mangs bloom and die, shattering the sky!

Phew!

Soon, there was another wind roaring for nine days!

......

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

Time passes like water.

Fifteen days.

"Zhao Qian, are you there, I'm back!"

Click!

The prison descended from the sky and landed on the garrison platform.

"Oh, are you here to get Minghong?" Zhao Qian yawned and greeted him, "Go get it yourself, I won't lead the way." ”

"Zhao Qian, what's wrong with you?, the dark circles under your eyes are so heavy?" In the cockpit, Xiang Pojun looked at Zhao Qian and said with a concerned expression, "Is it too tired to study this Minghong war knife day and night?"

He patted his chest and said, "If you still need time, just say it, I can lend you another half a month...... I can still do this, Lord. ”

"No need!" Zhao Qian shook his head with a smile, "I've studied it thoroughly......"

"Thorough research?" Xiang Pojun couldn't help but glance at Zhao Qian deeply when he heard this, "This is a special-shaped weapon!"

But I saw that although Zhao Qian's face was tired, his eyes were very bright and shining.

"I really don't understand your monster ......" After a while, Xiang Pojun smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "Since that's the case, I'll take it!"

"Please!" Zhao Qian pointed back and said with a smile.

Seeing Xiang Pojun away, Zhao Qian looked thoughtful and was silent for a long time.

"It's a bit radical......" he said suddenly,

"Why, you still have objections to my plan?" replied the Great Striker.

"Isn't your plan too risky?" Zhao Qian tilted his head and said in a low voice, "If we are not careful, I'm afraid we will both die in the mouth of the beast!"

"What do you want in the danger of wealth and danger?" said the Great Mechanic ...... very calmly, and said, "Any mecha that wants to advance to the battlefield must go through the harsh test of war, and experience the hardships of life and death! To be honest, you are much luckier than others. ”

"However, my primary identity is not that of a pilot, but of a mecha customizer. Zhao Qian rubbed his chin and weighed the gains and losses, "The so-called son of a daughter can't sit down, I just think that you need to think about it in the long run." ”

"From the long term, when will it be discussed?" said the Great Yan Mechanic dissatisfied, "Zhao Qian, this is an opportunity to advance to the battlefield!"

Zhao Qian thought about it, but still couldn't make up his mind, and said: "In this case, modify the mecha first! Anyway, to carry out this plan, you also need to modify the mecha......"

The two sides reached a consensus.

"How do you start? I have to find a place to start!" Zhao Qian stared at the god-killing god, thinking in his heart, "Which kind of mechanical beast is the most ......?"

Ding dong!

Just as I was thinking, the doorbell rang.

"Alas, I can't live in peace for a moment......" Zhao Qian smiled bitterly.

"Brother Zhao, open the door, open the door quickly!" Outside the door, someone hurriedly patted the door, "100,000 urgent, 100,000 urgent!"

"Hmm, who is it?" Zhao Qian listened to the familiar voice, and seemed to be an old customer.

At that moment, he immediately went to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a figure rushed in and closed the door behind him, as if he was being chased and killed.

"Huh?" Zhao Qian glanced at the person in front of him, but he didn't recognize it at all.

The reason is very simple, this person is wrapped in zongzi, wearing a mask on his face, huge black-framed glasses covering the upper half of his face, and a black peaked cap, almost all the flesh on his face is covered tightly.

"May I ask ...... you are" Zhao Qian asked blankly.

"Brother Zhao, it's me!" the person who came lifted his hat, took off his glasses, and took off his mask, revealing a handsome face.

"Ma Xu?" Zhao Qian recognized the person, and said with a smile, "What are you doing here?

"It's not okay if you don't cover your face!" Ma Xu shook his head and fanned himself with his hat, "My movie has just been released, and the popularity hasn't dropped yet, if you want to be seen by fans, you must be 'besieged'! If I didn't want to see you today, I wouldn't have gone out at all!"

"Siege, you're exaggerating, aren't you......" Zhao Qian shrugged and asked curiously, "How much does your new movie box office?"

"1.8 billion!" Ma Xu smiled and asked with a strange expression, "Brother Zhao, you don't know?"

Zhao Qian shook his head.

Ma Xu's expression froze, and he was shocked: "Brother Zhao, are you going to cultivate immortals?" This is the highest-grossing movie this year, and the online reviews have exploded!"

When Zhao Qian heard this, he was also shocked.

He suddenly remembered that he and Su Yunhan were too busy and had been together for so long, and they hadn't even watched a movie!

Zhao Qian couldn't help but shake his head, and said with a wry smile: "There's really no way, I've been too busy lately......"

"Busy? I heard. Ma Xu nodded, "Brother Zhao, you have a lot of recent deeds!"

"Don't talk about this," Zhao Qian waved his hand and went straight to the point: "Ma Xu, what are you looking for me?"

"Brother Zhao, it will take a long time to prepare for my next movie, and there will be a huge gap in the middle. Ma Xu then remembered the matter, and did not hesitate, and asked directly, "I want to ask you, do you have any ideas?"

"Thoughts?" Zhao Qian smiled bitterly, "Don't you have a team?"

"My team, where can I compare to you?" Ma Xu patted a sycophant who was not light or heavy, "They know how to make money ...... going to the hole"

Zhao Qian shook his head, and was about to speak, when the streamer of the big hand floated, secretly transmitting the sound.

"Huh?" Zhao Qian's eyes lit up slightly when he heard this, and the corners of his lips raised a wisp of awe, "Ma Xu, are you interested in a live broadcast of survival in the wild?"

"Survival in the wild, like dragon hunting?" Ma Xu was stunned for a moment, and immediately became interested.

"Dragon hunting?" Zhao Qian shook his head and raised a finger, "I'm talking about a more exciting ......"

"More exciting?" Ma Xu was stunned.

"-Dry Bone Wasteland!" Zhao Qian smiled awe-inspiringly and slowly spit out four words.

"Huh?" said Ma Xu.