Aman looked at the blackbird, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Inkfinch." The black bird glanced at Zhu Yingjun and spoke coldly.

"Ink Sparrow?" Ah Man's brows furrowed slightly, this finch word has a wide meaning. The sparrow's finch and the vermilion finch are all the same finch words, but the difference is 108,000 miles. Ah Man looked up at the black sparrow carefully, but found nothing.

"Why did you bully him?" Ah Man pointed at Zhu Yingjun and asked curiously.

"I didn't ...... I didn't bully him much, I don't believe you asked him. "Mo Que turned his face unnaturally, and didn't look at Ah Man. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a sign of weakness.

"Handsome, how did he bully you, you say it, I can help you take revenge." A man had a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking like a child.

"He ......" Zhu Yingjun stopped talking again, his face was flushed with anxiety, but he didn't say it.

Ah Man stood up and kicked Zhu Yingjun angrily, "I can't say it, you can take revenge yourself." After saying that, he turned around and went back to the main house.

Zhu Yingjun looked at Mo Que, and then at Zhu Anu not far away, turned around and chased in the direction where Ah Man left. Seeing this, Moque let out a laugh from his mouth, and it came out far away. Zhu Yingjun heard the laughter, like a cat with its tail stepped on, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"Idiot! Isn't being close to the master just being close to me? Mo Que shook his head helplessly, and turned into a beautiful young man, who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. Black robe and black crown, a black bone fan, blood-colored pupils, full of evil intentions, shook the black fan, and the black finch walked towards the direction of Ah Man's departure.

As soon as Ah Man entered the house with his front foot, Zhu Yingjun also followed with his back foot. Ah Man was displeased, and glanced at Zhu Yingjun, "You said that you are quite big, why are you still bullied by him?" ”

"Master, don't let him deceive, he is ......" Before Zhu Yingjun finished speaking, Mo Que had already entered the room.

"I'm ......" Mo Que looked at Zhu Yingjun with an evil face.

Zhu Yingjun's words were stiffly held back. "It's nothing, master, I'll go and prepare dinner for you." With that, he quickly turned around and left the room.

Ah Man looked at the evil ink bird in front of him, and beckoned to him, "Come over and let me take a closer look." ”

When Mo Que heard Ah Man's old-fashioned words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he walked in front of Ah Man. "Master!"

From head to toe, Ah Man carefully looked at Mo Que, a small face, fair and smooth, a pair of sword eyebrows, heroic and compelling. Red pupils, full of demonic wonder. Vermilion lips and teeth, an angular face, slender arms, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a pair of long legs.

Mo Que's height is two heads taller than Ah Man, which makes Ah Man feel very uncomfortable. "Is it really good that you're a machine spirit body and have become so sassy?"

"Outsiders can't see it anyway, so it's all about entertaining yourself." Mo Que raised his eyebrows and responded with a smile. In that smile, Ah Man always felt a trace of pride.

"Does this crown have a name?" Ah Man pointed to the newly obtained crown of hair on his head, which was the body of the ink sparrow.

"Name? This hair crown is just one of the ink finch sets, and it can be called the ink finch crown. Mo Que was stunned, Ah Man's question, he hadn't thought about it, he had always regarded himself as Mo Que. As for the name of the hair tiara, he also said it casually.

"One of the suits?" Ah Man's eyes lit up, this single ink sparrow crown function, he already knew, was to block the attack of the divine soul. Ah Man felt that this ink bird crown should surpass the spirit weapon, what grade it was, he couldn't feel it, maybe it was the reason why Ah Man couldn't cultivate. "What grade is this ink finch suit, after it is collected?"

"What grade?" Ink Sparrow's eyes rolled, "Does it matter?" ”

Ah Man almost exhaled with a mouthful, doesn't the grade matter? If it's a high grade, he can collect it, and if it's a low grade, who is wasting time.

"You don't know, do you?" Ah Man suddenly put away his anger and looked at Mo Que with a smile.

"I'm just afraid that the obsession that arises in your heart will not be conducive to your cultivation." Mo Que shook the black bone fan in his hand, preaching with a stinky face.

Ah Man pursed his lips, and it was strange to believe what you said.

"Well, since you have to ask, I tell you, if you can collect all the kits, it will form a ......" At this, Moque paused and looked at Aman.

Ah Man was waiting for him to say what to say, this thing actually came to a pause, Ah Man rolled his eyes disdainfully, "Childish!" ”

"Hehe......" Hearing this, Mo Que was not annoyed, laughed twice, and continued, "Artifact! ”