Ling Feng's furious expression really startled everyone, everyone stared dryly, and looked at Ling Feng but didn't say anything. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info everyone can probably guess the reason for the anger. It is also common for the spirit weapon to make the owner angry. It's just that they can't see it when they stand, but Shi Yin can see it, and he has always known about the existence of the little devil. Shi Yin kept staring at Ling Feng from the corner of his eye, or staring at the little devil.

It's just that Ling Feng doesn't know about this.

"Bano, you're still good! you never make me angry!" Xiu stood next to a beautiful woman in a black power suit, the girl was very tall, and bumpy, with beautiful purple hair, at first glance, she looked like a policewoman. But except for Xiu, I didn't see this form of Bano at all.

The girl was standing beside Xiu with one hand in the other. Bano smiled at the corner of his mouth at the praise of his master. Didn't say much either. "Why is my spiritual weapon a beauty, and a very beautiful beauty? Xiu had a hint of evil thoughts in his mind, and he had a wicked smile on his face. "Master, have you forgotten ......" Barnes & Noble's cheeks flushed. "I forgot something, Ba No, why are you embarrassed! And Ba No, don't call me master, just call me Xiu! I always feel very embarrassed by the call of the master. Xiu smiled and said that it was a special bad smile, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it even as ****.

"Master, have you forgotten that Bano said it to his master for the first time in the Spirit Realm. Xiu frowned when he heard the word "master". Barnes & Noble immediately changed his tone and said, "Mr. Hugh Sman Hilton. Xiu's brow was about to wrinkle into a figure-eight brow. "Mr. Xiu. Barnes & Noble immediately changed his tune. "Master, what do you want? I am your spiritual weapon, what do you want me to call you. There was a hint of anger on Barno's pretty face, and he pouted and stomped his feet.

The spirit weapon also has feelings, the spirit weapon will also be angry, will cry, and laugh, sometimes the feelings of the spirit weapon are more complicated than the owner of the spirit weapon, because the spirit weapon was born because of the master, and the spirit weapon can know the master's feelings because it knows its master's thoughts, but the master does not know his own thoughts. This relationship is very complicated, as Ling Feng said, it is like the pain conduction of neurons, unidirectional.

The emotions of the owner of the instrument can transmit the spiritual weapon, but the owner does not know the thoughts of his spiritual weapon. Sometimes the spirit weapon will be sad because of the owner, but the owner will not be sad because of the sadness of the spirit weapon, because the owner does not know the thoughts of the spirit weapon at all.

But human beings are the most observant creatures, and they don't know what they think in their hearts, but they can figure it out, guess, and fantasize. The owner of the artifact does not know the thoughts of the spiritual artifact, but he perceives the thoughts of the spiritual artifact through the expression of the spiritual artifact.

Xiu smiled and said, "Ba No, what you want to say is that the spirit weapon can know the thoughts of its owner, but sometimes do you know that the owner of the weapon deliberately let the spirit weapon know the owner's "thoughts"" Xiu said with a slender jade hand. If Ling Feng saw this scene, he would definitely shout, brute, let go of that girl and let me come. But Ling Feng couldn't see it, because the aura of cultivation had not yet reached that level, and the level at which his spiritual weapon appeared.

"Who wants to peek into your mind?" said Barneau, shaking his head, "it's just the ability it should have as a spiritual artifact. Repair. Barnes & Noble called him by his first name. Xiu laughed, "It would be nice if Bano you weren't a spirit weapon." Xiu's eyebrows drooped, and he said disappointedly, Xiu likes Bano, and Xiu hopes that Bano will be his girlfriend.

"Isn't a spirit weapon bad?" Bano paused and said, "As a spirit weapon, I can help your master fight, no, I called it wrong again, I can help you fight!" Bano Yingying smiled.

"That's right, isn't it good to have a spiritual weapon? I just like you as a spiritual weapon. Xiu said, "And your initial form is so beautiful, whoever sees it won't like it." Xiu Se said in a daze.

"Yes! His master is a poor worm who has no mother since he was a child......... "Master, I have returned to the spiritual realm." Bano said lightly.

The spiritual realm is not only the place where the master sees the initial form of the spiritual object, but also the place where the spiritual object rests. Spiritual weapons are also needed

Resting, there is no such thing as a perpetual motion machine in this world. But if you are a "person", you must need to rest. Spiritual artifacts are no exception.

"Let's go back!" Xiu said with a smile. Barnes & Noble waved his hand and left, disappearing with the same "poof" as the little devil.

Xiu still clearly remembers the first time he met Bano, Xiu is now 19 years old, and the first time he saw Bano was at the age of 18.

It was dusk.

Xiu had a high fever at home, and Hilton was sweating all over his head, but he didn't know what to do, so he called a doctor for treatment, and the doctor didn't know what to do.

"Bastard!" Hilton shouted at the doctor, who was his only son, to whom the entire Hilton Academy would be entrusted in the future.

Hilton burst into tears and quietly stayed by Xiu's side. "Son, don't scare your father! Your father still expects you to retire and die! Son, can you bear to let your father and me send the white-haired man to the black-haired man. Son, son!"

"Master, the young master will be fine. Fred made a "rude" sound. "Young Master Jiren has his own blessing, he will definitely be fine. ”

Xiu, who was lying on the bed, kept breaking out cold sweat on his forehead.

Spiritual realm of cultivation

"Who are you?" Xiu saw a figure walking past him, the speed of the figure was very fast, and the fast Xiu only saw a touch of long purple hair, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

Xiu followed behind the figure, but he couldn't chase after him. It's just that when I see the back of that person, it's hard to look at it. Xiu looked at his hands, and was stunned to find that his hands had become smaller and smaller. Isn't this the self after I was a child? Xiu was very puzzled, how could he become smaller, how could he go back to when he was eight or nine years old.

No wonder I couldn't catch up with the man.

"Could it be my own mother?" Xiu's heart suddenly had this strong thought

Hugh was a child without a mother since he was a child, and Hugh often asked Hilton what kind of person his mother was. When he talked about his mother, Hilton would smile and reply, "Your mother is a very beautiful person." But when Xiu then asked where his mother had gone, Hilton's face suddenly turned cold. Later, gradually, slowly, Xiu stopped asking, because if he asked, his father wouldn't say anything. If you can't ask anything, why bother asking.

Xiu chased the figure of the man on the sheep intestine path, chasing and chasing, Xiu fell from time to time, but Xiu still got up neatly, Xiu wanted to know who the person was.

Getting closer, Xiu found himself in the process of running. As he grew up, his hands and face returned to their original appearance.

Xiu no longer fell because he was a child, Xiu was about to chase the purple figure, and a little bit, Xiu's hands were about to touch the long purple hair, fast.

Suddenly, the purple figure stopped and turned around, and Xiu bumped into the purple long-haired beauty. Yes, it did hit a "full bosom".

Xiu's head hit something it shouldn't have hit.

"Master, you're finally here!" said the purple-haired girl, biting her thin lip and frowning, as if she had been looking forward to it for a long time.

Xiu looked at this girl's delicate face and actually called himself his master, "Hey, why is the initial form of this guy's spiritual weapon a beautiful girl." Why is my spirit weapon such an ugly demon, I want to exchange it with him, the author comes out, see if I don't kill you. Ling Feng said in a chatter. But he was soon pulled out by the little devil.

"Who are you?" asked Xiu blankly. This is certainly not his own mother. If my mother was still around, she would have been full of gray hair like her father, although the Hilton family's hair has always been white, which is a fine tradition of the Hilton family and a symbol of nobility. But Xiu's mother can't be white-haired, right! At least Xiu's mother won't be as young as the purple-haired girl in front of her.

"I'm your spiritual weapon!" the girl smiled, looking very happy. "Isn't a spiritual weapon supposed to be a weapon? How can it be a person?" Xiu has seen a spiritual weapon, his father's majestic spiritual weapon, Xiu has seen it since he was a child, so he will definitely not believe that the girl in front of him is his spiritual weapon. "Where is this?" asked Xiu again.

The girl still smiled slightly and said: "This is the spiritual realm, the place where the owner and the spirit weapon see, it is a virtual existence, of course, you can also think that it really exists." "Don't lie to me, I know the spirit weapon, my father's spirit weapon is not a beauty. How can it be that my spiritual weapon is a beautiful girl. Xiu still didn't want to believe that the purple-haired beauty in front of him was his spiritual weapon.

"So how the hell do you believe that I'm your spiritual artifact? The girl put her hands behind her back and her eyes curved into crescents.

"I heard that a spiritual weapon can know what is in the master's heart, so can you prove what I just thought in my heart?" Xiu paused and said with the corners of his mouth raised, "If you can't, then you are not my spiritual weapon, and the ability of a spiritual weapon to know the master's mind is the most basic ability." Xiu added, "I think you better give up! Only I can know what I think in my heart, even my father doesn't know what I think in my heart, how can you, a stranger, know what I think?" Xiu's face appeared with a confident smile. Xiu is sure that this purple-haired girl will not know what she just thought, if she knows that she is Xiu's mother, will she still stand here and talk to herself.

As a result, the girl told her thoughts word for word.

"Master, you just thought of me as your mother, but the master found that I was a young and beautiful girl, so he concluded that I was not your spiritual weapon, and the master's father was called Norman Hilton. The girl bit her lip and said, "Master, your name is Hugh Sman Hilton. Right, my master. The purple-haired girl said with a smile.

The expression on Xiu's face was a capitalized "bewilderment".

I've worked hard.