The bronze bell has a simple appearance, a unique texture, and the size is like a wine glass, which is very small.

He shook it slightly, and the bell shook silently.

Yi Xiu turned the bronze bell upside down and found that it was empty, and it turned out to be a dumbbell.

Shu Ange saw that Yi Xiu paid special attention to this bell, and asked curiously: "Is there anything special about this bell?" ”

Her eyes are smart, her tone is lively, and she is indescribably pretty.

The two were very close, and the fragrance on Shu Ange's body seemed to be grinding Yi Xiu's snort.

"You try to inject your consciousness into it."

Yi Xiu concentrated, handed the bronze bell to Shu Ange, she stretched out her white and slender fingers, held the bronze bell, and quietly crossed the palm of Yi Xiu's hand with her tail finger.

His palms were warm, and when the two of them touched their skins, the subtle feeling made both of them a little strange.

Shu Ange clasped the cold bronze in the palm of her hand, only to feel that the bell was much heavier than she imagined, and she took out a wisp of divine sense and probed into it, like a mud cow entering the sea, without any echo.

"Huh? This bell ......"

She had thought that this bronze bell was a broken product like other items, and she lost the copper tongue inside and became a dumbbell.

But now that Shu Ange injected his divine consciousness into it, he found that the bronze bell was obviously not as simple as a dumbbell.

Ordinary bells, under her wisp of consciousness, have long been clearly inspected, but there is another mystery in this bronze bell, which makes her very surprised.

Shu Ange sat up straight, and his expression became serious.

Yi Xiu stretched out her hand, and she naturally put the bronze bell back into his palm.

"I suspect that this bell is a magic weapon of immortality."

In a word, the stone broke through the earth, and Shu Ange raised his eyebrows lightly: "Brother Yixiu, you mean, we bought a fairy magic weapon in the thirties of a nameless stall, thirty high-grade spirit stones?" ”

This is simply too cost-effective, Shu Ange suddenly remembered You Suxin's eager face, she should know that there are immortal magic weapons for sale in the lame monk's stall.

No wonder You Suxin couldn't even hang up her face, and she wanted to buy and sell strongly.

Not to mention You Suxin, if Shu Ange knew that there was an immortal magic weapon in the stall, I am afraid she would not give up easily.

Shu Ange was glad that they had arrived one step earlier, and he was also glad that the lame monk was very selective, otherwise he didn't know how many more accidents would have occurred.

Yi Xiu's fingers rubbed the pattern on the bronze bell, and after repeatedly inspecting it, he faced Shu Ange and said: "You try to increase the injection of divine consciousness, if it still doesn't work, just drop blood to recognize the master, if the bell has not responded, try it with essence blood." ”

The two of them are from the same school, and it stands to reason that Shu Ange has inherited part of the inheritance of the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox Clan, and his understanding of the content is much stronger than that of Yi Xiu.

But when the two were together, Yi Xiu always subconsciously took care of Shu Ange, answered her questions, and was considerate and touching.

"Okay."

Shu Ange took the bronze bell, closed his eyes slightly, and continued to inject his divine sense into it, trying to make the bell in his hand recognize the master.

However, her divine consciousness poured into the bronze bell like flowing water, but the bell never responded.

After a while, Shu Ange had to give up for the time being, took back his divine sense, and shook his head towards Yixiu: "Lend me the dagger." ”

The divine consciousness cannot make a mark on the bronze bell, so it can only rely on the blood to recognize the Lord.

Yi Xiu took out the dagger and handed it to Shu Ange before he didn't forget to advise: "Be careful." ”

Shu Ange took the dagger, and he was not stunned, and cut his fingers in one go, and ice blue blood swam out of the wound.

She smeared her blood on the bronze bell, which had been dusty before, had finally changed.

The rust stains condensed on the surface of the bronze bell slowly dissipated, revealing the warm and radiant true body.

The texture on the bronze bell is also changing, and the strange pattern slowly turns into an abstract pattern of ancient divine beasts, distributed in the four directions of the bell.

Shu Ange's blood dripped on the bell, like drops of water flowing into a stream, and the two merged very smoothly.

In the process of this change, Shu Ange clearly felt that the bronze bell was still lacking.

In order to bring out the hidden magic of the bronze bell, Shu Ange bit the tip of his tongue, forced out the essence blood, and smeared the bronze bell Jian.

In an instant, the bronze bell shone brightly, soaring into the air, constantly hovering in the air.

After spinning for a long time, the bronze bell suddenly became smaller, and was sucked into the sea of knowledge by Shu Ange.

Confess the Lord successfully!

Shu Ange, who had just lost a drop of essence blood, looked happy, grabbed Yi Xiu's hand and said excitedly: "It's successful, I've succeeded, this is the Soul Suppression Bell, an immortal-level magic weapon that can be attacked and defended." ”

What is drowsy to send pillows, Shu Ange is worried that she didn't have a weapon to take advantage of, and she picked up a big leak so quickly, how unhappy she was.

Her bright smile and the temperature of her palm, Yi Xiu was uncomfortable, but she was reluctant to remind her to remove her hand.

Yi Xiu deliberately ignored the intimacy between the two, and asked with a smile: "The three words of the soul bell sound good, what is the magic of this bell." ”

"Target person's opinion +5, current opinion 55."

Just let a magic weapon of immortal products recognize the master, the long-lost favorability has increased again, and the double happiness is coming, Shu Ange can't hold back the smile on his face.

She leaned in affectionately towards Yi Xiu, took out the soul bell, and said while demonstrating: "Brother Yi Xiu, this soul bell can be big or small, it can be used as a defensive treasure, and it can also attack the enemy." ”

As Shu Ange spoke, he used his divine sense to control the Soul Suppression Bell, and it suddenly became as small as a drop of water, and the instantaneous exercise was as big as a bull's head.

She raised her head and waved her finger slightly, and the soul bells flew out, as tall as a person.

Yi Xiu saw Shu Ange playing, and he didn't stop it, just watched her play with a smile.

After a long while, Shu Ange took the Soul Bell back to Zhihai, and said with his eyebrows flying: "So that Brother Yixiu knows that this Soul Bell can also resist the attack of the demon sound, and at the same time interfere with the minds of others." ”

Compared with brute force attacks, the effect of the soul bells is more moving.

"Congratulations to An Ge for getting the magic weapon, if this soul bell is used smoothly after running-in, we will find a way to refine it into your natal magic weapon."

"Thank you Brother Yixiu for your concern."

His words were in line with Shu Ange's thoughts, so she responded happily.

After a while, the joy dissipated a little, and Shu Ange bit his lip embarrassedly and looked at Yi Xiu: "I was so happy just now, I was so happy that I only cared about finding a way to make the soul bell recognize the master, and forgot that this was the bell that Yi Xiu's brother fancied." ”

Shu Ange's apologetic appearance caused Yi Xiu to laugh toothily, he pressed his hand on Shu Ange's shoulder, and said with a doting face: "This bell was originally a women's ornament, I just think it matches you, how can you include the soul bell." ”

What he said was reasonable, Shu Ange smiled and was relieved, and made up his mind that in the future, he must find a magic weapon for Yi Xiu as well.

With the soul bell in his hand, Shu Ange was a little absent-minded when he looked at other objects.

(Everyone~ It's Monday tomorrow!) ）