Duan Liang remembered clearly, when he and Bei Songling were alone, Bei Songling promised Duan Liang to be positive in order to get the computer in Duan Liang's memory, and then he was beaten very badly by Duan Liang.

Duan Liang was speechless for a while, Bei Songling just wanted a small video stored in his computer!

However, I really can't give it to you, if it were in that world, with our relationship, I would not hesitate to share it with you, brother.

"Brother, you won't be reluctant, right?"

Bei Songling coughed dryly and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother, brother, don't think about it. ”

Duan Liang saw that Bei Songling's face was as pale as paper, and he even spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and was stunned.

"Brother, if you don't give it to me, I'll die. ”

As he spoke, Bei Songling spurted out a mouthful of old blood again.

"Brother, I want to give it to you too, but it's not in my hands for the time being, don't worry, take care of your injuries first, recuperate your injuries!"

Duan Liang clutched Bei Songling's chest, and it was only then that Duan Liang noticed something unusual.

I only felt that the pulse qi in Bei Songling's body was rampant, and it seemed to be about to break out of the body!

This is wind spiritual power!

Worst!

Duan Liang was shocked!

"Min Feng's servant summoned a storm within my inherent enchantment, and I couldn't bear it, so I had to withdraw from the inherent enchantment, and his wind spiritual power remained in my body. ”

As he spoke, blood poured out of his mouth.

When Bei Songling was defeated by Min Feng and retreated to the inherent enchantment in desperation, Min Feng's wind spirit power invaded Bei Songling's body, thus seriously injuring Bei Songling.

The wind spirit power that invaded the body of the North Song Spirit was unscrupulously destroying the body of the North Song Spirit, constantly trying to destroy the heart of the North Song Spirit.

Duan Liang pressed Bei Songling's chest, and from the outside, he could detect that whirlwind drilling towards Bei Songling's heart.

"Looks like I'm going to have to call my aunt to come out and pay the rent. ”

After Bei Songling finished speaking, he knocked on the Tianjun fan, only to see a white light flashing, and a twelve- or thirteen-year-old little Lori came out of the Tianjun fan.

The little Lori was dressed in a plain white dress, wheat-colored skin, and a small crescent moon on her forehead. With a small wreath on his head, what is even more strange is the embroidered word on his chest: Lay.

Duan Liang: "......"

The coffin looked at the machine spirit in mourning clothes and said, "Why do I think this machine spirit is unexpectedly matched with the white bone coffin?"

Duan Liang: "......"

Bei Songling said helplessly: "So I don't like to summon Xiaobaihua out, but now I have to summon her out." ”

Duan Liang understood very well that the machine spirit was dressed like this and summoned out, thinking that it was for the master to die?

"Hmph, since you don't like people so much, they go back. ”

The little white flower was very unhappy, the little moon on her forehead glowed red, and she wanted to get back into the Tianjun fan.

Bei Songling grabbed Xiao Baihua's hand and said with blood on his mouth: "Xiao Baihua, as my instrument spirit, has lived in my fan for so long, and after absorbing my spiritual power for so long, it is time to pay me some rent!"

"Huh, what do you want me to do?"

Xiao Baihua squatted down and looked at Bei Songling, and said impatiently.

"Help me get the wind spirit power out of my body!"

Bei Songling said with a pale face.

"How do you get it out?"

Little White Flower was even more impatient.

"It seems that I can only suck it out......"

Bei Songling said helplessly.

"Ahh

Little White Flower straightened up her flat chest and looked at Bei Songling with disdain.

"Little White Flower, if you don't suck out the wind attribute in my body and seal it, I will die. ”

Blood dripped down Kitamatsuling's lips.

Xiao Baihua stood with a proud face, her eyes full of contempt, obviously she was unwilling to help Beisong Ling seal the wind spiritual power.

At this time, the coffin Ji who was watching the play suddenly stood up, grabbed Xiao Baihua's neck with one hand, and fell towards the white bone coffin, scolding while falling: "Bear child, your master is dying, you are still pretending here, see if I don't fall to death you!"

Oops, my coffin has changed her personality again.

Although Xiao Baihua and Coffin Ji belong to the same level of machine spirits, but the spiritual power of the machine spirit comes from the master, and the North Song Spirit is now seriously injured, and the spiritual power is all used to suppress the whirlwind in the body.

The little white flower can only be hung and beaten by the coffin.

"Sister, sister, stop it, you hurt me!"

Little White Flower pleaded.

"Look at the old lady if she doesn't kill you!"

The coffin Ji pressed the little white flower on the coffin lid and beat the little white flower violently.

"You master, what you did is really bad, the machine spirit is disobedient, and directly use the spirit spell on her body to control her!

The coffin said while ravaging the little white flower.

Bei Songling smiled bitterly, after the machine spirit and the machine master signed the contract, three spirit spells would appear on the body of the machine spirit and on the body of the machine master.

The owner can use the spirit spell to order the spirit to prevent the spirit from betraying or not obeying his orders, but there are only three spirit spells, and it is impossible for the owner to waste the spirit spell until the critical moment.

"Sister I'm wrong, sister I'm wrong, I absorb, I suck ......"

Little White Flower cried.

Only then did the coffin let go.

Three minutes later.

Duan Liang held the Tianjun fan and looked at the painting on the fan.

What a moving picture.

There are mountains!

There is water!

There is also a woods.

There is a cemetery outside the woods, and in front of each grave there is a stone tablet with an inscription on it, the life of the deceased.

The little white flower in the painting stands in front of the cemetery holding her legs and crying, obviously she can't accept Kitamatsu Ling's lips.

It turns out that this Tianjun Fan is an inherent enchantment, and it is also a sealing spirit weapon.

There are nearly a thousand tombstones erected in that huge cemetery. "Brother, this Tianjun Fan is actually the name I gave to this spiritual weapon, and its real name is the Burial Demon Fan. ”

Kitamatsu Ling said.

"I just saw the names of some legends in the demon world in that cemetery, but I didn't expect that your spirit weapon is still a demon spirit weapon, and you have sealed so many former demon world bosses. ”

Duan Liang smiled and handed the Tianjun Fan to Bei Songling.

"Speaking of which, after I obtained this Tianjun fan, I have never sealed the demon, and I was quite shocked when I saw the names of these legends. ”

Bei Songling and Duan Liang sat side by side, shaking their folding fans.

"Brother, have you tried to open those tombs to see if the demons sealed in the tombs still exist?"

Duan Liang asked.

"I have opened two demon tombs that have been sealed for three thousand years, and there are only some bones and slag in them, which are sealed in this Tianjun fan, if they are not released within a hundred years, they will be completely trapped inside, but ......"

Bei Songling shook the Tianjun fan and said.

"But what?"

Duan Liang couldn't help but ask.

"But, brother, look!"

Bei Songling opened the fan and pointed to a tomb for Duan Liang to see.

The rest of the thousand or so tombs were bare, without a single weed, but only this tomb had a stout tree growing on it.