The dark space, the round ball of light, everything is so familiar, it would be better if it weren't for the disgusting voice next to it.

'Zhou Bai, long time no see. A cold voice came from my ears. Although he couldn't see the appearance of the machine spirit, Zhou Bai knew that it must be ugly now, and his eyes were murderous.

Zhou Bai ignored the noise in his ears, reached out and reached into the ball of light, and the faint white light turned into a link and connected to Zhou Bai's eyebrows.

Zhou Bai smiled coldly, raised his head and said, "Isn't it disappointing to find out that I didn't enlighten the red jade spirit in the fairy sword world." Through the essence of non-existence, he identified the trap that the machine spirit had set for him in the first place.

No living creature could be brought in, but the machine spirit gave him a task to resurrect the ruby.

If Hongyu is really resurrected in the fairy sword world, how is it different from the ending of Liaozhai?

A long sword as red as fire and a handle like jade appeared in front of him, and the immortal sword without a spirit was a dead weapon, and if it was a dead weapon, it could be brought into the space of no return through the sword domain.

'....' The machine spirit didn't speak, only the white light ball in front of him flowed, as if he was hesitating about something.

Zhou Bai gently stroked the cold sword body, and the cold cold air permeated the fiery red sword body.

A faint point of light lit up in the center of his eyebrows, and Zhou Bai only felt that his primordial spirit was suddenly empty, as if he had been pulled out of something very important, but he couldn't remember what this thing was.

The light glowed reddish, falling like droplets of water to the tear streaks of the hilt.

Zhou Bai's face was pale, and the sharp pain in his brain like a pinprick made him snort, the consequences of completely peeling off the foundation of the sword path were far more serious than being damaged by Jiang Liu's plot at the beginning.

Fortunately, his cultivation is quite profound now, and although his front is almost dizzy, Zhou Bai still looks up at the red jade sword that emits a faint red light in front of him.

Pop~ A drop of dye fell into the calm water surface, and the ripples stained the entire space red, and the sword light flowed, as if it was eternal and like a new sprout germinating, and a figure of an illusory red fruit fell asleep on his knees in the sword body.

The scattered green silk covers the smooth and silky skin, a pair of white and small jade feet, such as satin softness, ten small petals dotted on the toes, lotus arms around the knees, the eyes that always reveal tenderness and sweetness are now gently closed, moist lips slightly open, and from time to time spit out a sweet breath.

"Red Jade ......" Zhou Bai looked a little stupid, his five flavors were like tears, and he stretched out his hand to caress the silky hair, but found that the beauty in front of him had disappeared into the sword body.

"Gui Wu! what's going on?" Zhou Bai's face tightened, and he raised his head and asked.

'As you wished, resurrected the Ruby Sword. The voice of the machine spirit sounded again, and now its tone was full of jokes, "The sword spirit is dead, how can you live because you have reforged the sword body?"

'Do you really think this sword is the original body of the original red jade?' the machine spirit laughed. Yes, I want to have your sad expression! Only if you break down, I can save a lot of trouble.

The figure was in a trance, Zhou Bai staggered a few steps before standing still, the stinging brain and empty soul made his expression a little hideous, his bloodshot eyes stared at the white ball of light, Zhou Bai breathed a deep sigh of relief, got up and said, "Machine spirit, you don't have to provoke me." ”

Talking about the world, Ziying can raise her soul with a sword.

In the world of fairy swords, Xuan Xiao can nourish his soul with a sword.

Why can't he be white? Zhou Bai looked back at the gentle long sword, and a slight rhythm connected him to Hongyu, who was now just asleep.

You're going to wake up someday, aren't you?

The ruby jade sword emitted a faint red light, as if in response to him.

...

Just when Zhou Bai was sitting and pranayama, the ball of light in front of him suddenly trembled strangely, and Zhou Bai frowned, "What the hell are you doing?"

The trembling of the ball of light also caused the fluctuations of the chaotic qi, and a phantus figure stepped out of the ball of light, and a huge wind rose on the platform, centering on him into a tornado that reached the sky.

Zhou Bai's heart jumped and he took a few steps back. He felt that the originally scattered chaotic qi was frantically converging the phantom shadows in the wind, and the machine spirit, which was originally just an illusory one, gradually broke free from the shackles of the ball of light and turned into a humanoid entity.

Without a mouth or face, the gray spiritual power turned into a cloak to cover the solid body.

Zhou Bai ..... It was me who was wrong. The machine spirit sighed and said, "If I had known that you would be out of my control, how could I have chosen you as a host?" "Returning to nothingness itself is a ruthless and selfless existence, but the avenue is fifty days and forty-nine, and returning to nothingness is not the true consummation, and it also has loopholes and limitations.

In order to complement himself, the ruthless Gui Wu conceived a sentient instrumental spirit.

Tens of thousands of years or hundreds of millions of years, or it may be the time calculated by the Yuanhui, the feelings of the machine spirit gradually plumped up in the endless years, so it learned to be greedy and understand resentment.

As long as there is no true master for a day, it is the master of nothingness, so it looks for a suitable host in the heavenly worlds, a host like a breeding livestock.

Therefore, it calculates the host again and again, just to become the master of this world. Until I met Zhou Bai......

A sinister voice emanated from the machine spirit, and the voice contained its hesitation and determination.

'Host, I'm going to release the final task for you. ’

Zhou Bai looked up at the huge ball of light, reached into the ball, and two identical voices rose at the same time

"Special Mission: Little Thousand Worlds Zhu Immortals.

World Difficulty: Dangerous.

Difficulty: Unknown.

Quest requirements: The host and the machine spirit each find one person to seize in the Zhuxian world, find the other party and then kill it.

Special reminder: During the mission, the no-return space will be temporarily closed, and both parties will not be able to get any help. ”

Zhou Bai was surprised, "There is still such a task in the Returning Void Space?" This kind of strange mission does not do any good to the Returning to Nothingness itself, but will lose the machine spirit or the host.

"Zhou Bai, you forced me. The machine spirit said in a deep voice, this kind of fate-like task is his last hole card. The meaning of its existence is to assist the host to become the true master of the return, and once the host returns to its place, it will have no meaning of existence.

The meaningless ending is obliteration, which is its fate.

In the face of Zhou Bai, who broke with it, it had two ways to resist, one of which was to let it continue to cross and witness its own demise.

The second is ...... Kill Zhou Bai and change to an obedient host!

When a person is disgusted, it is a mistake for him to breathe. Now the relationship between the machine spirit and Zhou Bai is like this, taking advantage of Zhou Bai's shallow background to gamble with him, it still has a slight chance of winning.

If you wait for Zhou Bai to get a lot of permissions, or even when it is comparable to it, it will have no chance.

Zhou Bai glanced deeply at the machine spirit, turned to look at the ball of light, and said calmly, "Do you remember what I said before?"

Nothing, I'll respond to your expectations!