Not surprisingly, the little divine soldier of the mountain god was kicked and even beaten by the little divine soldier of Ning Ming again and again, and the little divine soldier of the mountain god was already scarred, but every time he got up and saw Ning Ming's encouraging smile, he would still wipe away his tears and step forward again and again.

Between falling and getting up again and again, the little god soldier of the mountain god no longer had the immaturity he had at the beginning, and there was no longer the staggering of unsteady steps, just for a short moment, he seemed to have grown up.

This time, Ning Ming's little divine soldier faced the mountain god little divine soldier who came over, but he pulled out a stone knife from behind his back!

Seeing this, the little divine soldier of the mountain god obviously stopped, he was afraid of the butcher knife in Ning Ming's hand, but after hesitating for a moment, he still walked forward.

"Ahh With a scream, the little god soldier of the mountain god was cut off an arm and fell to the ground.

Ning Ming's little divine soldier held the stone knife in his hand, looked at a small arm in front of him, and stood still, not knowing what he was thinking, or if the mountain god didn't give him instructions.

The mountain god looked at the little god soldier who fell to the ground, as if he saw himself, failing again and again, falling again and again, crying again and again, but he never gave up and still moved forward!

Looking at the broken arm, the mountain god's heart ached.

The little god soldier of the mountain god who fell to the ground struggled to stand up, wiped away the tears on his face, and walked towards the little god soldier step by step, this time his face was not afraid, but showed a smile, "Be friends with me." ”

This was the first sentence uttered by the little divine soldier of the mountain god.

Ning Ming's little divine soldier on the opposite side held a stone knife in his hand, pointing at the mountain god little divine soldier, for some reason his knife was trembling, and shouted hoarsely, "Don't come here again!" ”

This was the first sentence that Ning Ming's little divine soldier shouted!

The mountain god was startled, and took a step back suddenly, looking at the little divine soldier he created in disbelief, impossible! No way! How could he speak on his own, how could his knife tremble, how could he have feelings!

"Be friends with me." Again, the little divine soldier of the mountain god with only one arm smiled and said.

"I told you not to come again!" Ning Ming's little divine soldier cried, "I'll kill you!" ”

"I'm not afraid!" The little divine soldier of the mountain god is still moving forward, and there is indeed no fear in his eyes, even in the face of death, he is not afraid.

The mountain god was moved, he could see that Ning Ming did not control his little divine soldier at all, it can be said that when his little divine soldier fell from Ning Ming's hands, the divine soldier cut off contact with Ning Ming, and all the actions and words after that were the little divine soldier's own actions.

The only connection between them was Ning Ming's encouraging smile.

And his divine weapon has always been controlled in his hands, whether it is kicking the little divine soldier on the opposite side again and again, or finally pulling out a knife and cutting off one of the arms of the little divine soldier, it is all under his control, but why does he find that his divine soldier is beginning to get out of his control and begin to have his own thoughts.

Could it be that Ning Ming is right, he has always been wrong!

No! No way! He can't be wrong!

However, how can the little divine soldier in front of him explain!

The mountain god's heart moved, Ning Ming's little divine soldier raised the stone knife high, although he trembled, but he couldn't control it, he was just a divine soldier, as soon as the mountain god's heart moved, he had to carry out the order!

"Don't come here again, I'm really going to kill you!" The little priest raised his stone knife and shouted.

"I'm not afraid!" Firm footsteps, or continue to move forward.

"Ahh The stone knives fell heavily, and the little divine soldiers of the mountain god closed their eyes.

However, in the end, the stone knife stopped above the head of the little divine soldier of the mountain god, and the mountain god was shocked that his little divine soldier could get rid of his control!

The little divine soldier threw away the stone knife, glanced back at the mountain god, shook his head, stepped forward and hugged the mountain god little divine soldier tightly, "I'm sorry!" ”

"It's okay, we're friends." The little god of the mountain smiled happily.

Seeing this, Ning Ming also smiled gently.

The mountain god stood there, at a loss.

The little god soldier of the mountain god picked up his arm and came to Ning Ming's side, and Ning Ming easily repaired his arm.

The little divine soldier of the mountain god was very happy, moved his arms, smiled at Ning Ming and waved goodbye, "Ning Ming, I'm leaving, this snow-capped mountain is very big, it must be beautiful, I want to go and see it." ”

In this way, such a scene made Lin Shuanghua think of Ning Qi, and at the beginning, Ning Qi also said goodbye to Ning Ming like this.

Ning Ming nodded, "Go ahead, if you encounter difficulties, or if you are tired one day, go back to Gulingzhai, where it will always be your home." ”

"Hmm!" The little divine soldier nodded heavily and pulled Ning Ming the little divine soldier, "Let's go see the snow mountain together." ”

The two little divine soldiers turned around and wanted to leave, "Wait! Ning Ming shouted.

"What's wrong?" The two little divine soldiers turned around.

Ning Ming chuckled, "The snow mountain is very big, you two little guys can go as long as you go with these little short legs," he said, attaching a pair of wings to the two little divine soldiers, and giving them two swords, "That's good." ”

"Haha," seeing that they could fly, the two little divine soldiers were very happy.

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Name?" The little divine soldier who looked like a mountain god thought for a while, "I like your name, can I be called Ning Ming." ”

Ning Ming smiled and nodded, "Naturally." ”

Ning Ming's little divine soldier looked back at the mountain god, "I was created by my master, my master is the mountain god, and I will call it the sacred mountain." ”

Mount Kinabalu?

Interesting and personal name.

Ning Ming looked at the two little divine soldiers and was very happy, "Go, the road is under your feet, go and walk by yourself." ”

"Hmm!" The little divine soldier nodded heavily, as if he understood what Ning Ming meant when he said that the road was under his feet.

Shenshan looked at the mountain god, "Master, I will not leave you, I am in the snow mountain, as long as you summon it, I will come back." ”

With that, the two little gods flew away.

Ning Ming looked at the mountain god and said nothing.

The mountain god smiled bitterly, with sadness, "Ning Ming, I lost." As he spoke, he directly gave Ning Ming the Heavenly Ghost Flying Immortal Diagram, turned around and left.

Ning Ming took the Heavenly Ghost Flying Immortal Diagram, "Mountain God, Yanshi has never needed the Heavenly Ghost Flying Immortal Diagram to create a divine weapon, if you can create a divine weapon one day, come to Gu Lingzhai to find me." ”

The mountain god kept walking, "How similar is this scene to many years ago, that time I failed and left, this time, I still failed, but, after many years, I will go to you, and when the time comes, my divine soldier will definitely scare you!" Hahahaha......"

And so the mountain god went.

"Ning Ming, I want a little divine soldier like that." Yan Hong looked at the little divine soldier who flew away.

"Okay, I'll carve a Lin Shuanghua for you another day, so that he will always be with you." Ning Ming smiled.

Lin Shuanghua was embarrassed.

But Yan Hong didn't smile, but nodded, "I want you and Shuanghua's little divine soldier, I want you two, and when you all leave me, at least they will accompany me." ”

Ning Ming was stunned, and his heart moved, maybe he had always owed Yan Hong and Lin Shuanghua.

"If possible, I want you to help me carve a divine soldier for everyone around me, so that in the future, I will definitely not be alone." Yan Hong's voice was very low, not at all like her in normal times.