Chapter 299: The Little Spirit of the Name
One of the most domineering runes, its effect is to bind the life of the spirit beast to the master, and if the master dies, the spirit beast dies!
Ling Silent didn't use this kind of rune.
So even if the creature that the little guy saw at first sight after he was born was not Ling Lonely but Xiao Wu, Ling Lone's status in the little guy's heart was definitely hundreds of times higher than that of Little Five, and it was a father-like character, although he was not born, he had already left the deepest impression in the little guy's heart.
It's just that when he saw Ling Lonely's appearance for the first time, the little guy was also a little confused, and he didn't know how to express his feelings.
And Ling Silence was extremely patient at the moment, just half-squatting in front of it and watching it quietly, waiting for it to get used to it.
Xiao Wu's little abacus was wrong, and when he saw the little guy and Ling Lonely's appearance at this time, Xiao Wu knew that his plan was bankrupt.
"Could it be that when the spirit beast is conceived, it can know who is accompanying it?" Xiao Wu guessed strangely.
It's just that Xiao Wu thought about himself, as if he didn't feel this way at all when he was born!
"Alas, is there such a big gap between spirit beasts and spirit beasts?" Xiao Wu thought very heavily in his heart.
While rubbing Ling Lone's palm, the little guy also gently sniffed the breath on Ling Lone's body, which was the breath it was most familiar with.
When Ling Lone's palm left the top of its head, the little guy suddenly "swished" and rolled up on Ling Lone's palm, hovering over Ling Lone's hand, straightening its body, as Ling Lone's palm was retracted, its little head was very close to Ling Lone's face.
Ling Lin didn't know what the little guy wanted to do, but he believed that the little guy would definitely not harm him.
For the method of the underworld ring that has been inherited for thousands of years, Ling Lonely has absolute confidence!
After the little head was extremely close to Ling Lone's face, under Ling Lone's surprised gaze, the little guy stretched out his pink snake letter and gently licked Ling Lone's face.
The cold feeling instantly penetrated Ling Lone's whole body, and at the same time, the faint purple skin began to spread to Ling Lone's face from Ling Lone's kiss by the little guy, the speed was not slow, and in the blink of an eye, Ling Lone's head almost occupied, making Ling Lone's head seem to be like a purple eggplant at this time.
Fortunately, Ling Silence, who discovered that something was wrong at the first time, quickly activated the dark qi and swallowed the poisonous package that swept through his body, otherwise the purple skin would inevitably spread to his entire body after ten breaths.
The little guy also seemed to realize that he seemed to have done something bad with good intentions, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Ling Lone, and his eyes flashed with extremely lost emotions.
In its cognition, which has just been born, there are only a limited number of ways to express affection, but Ling Ling seems to be unable to bear it.
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly and looked at the little guy with his head drooping, the purple of his face gradually faded, and said, "In the future, you don't want to add others at will, fortunately it's me, otherwise that person will not know how to die!"
Looking at the scene in the distance, Xiao Wu was scared into a cold sweat, if it was defenseless at that time and was lightly added by the little guy, I am afraid that it would become a dead bird at this time!
However, the little guy will not add people casually, and the intimacy of Xiao Wu is obviously not enough!
In the inheritance memory of the little guy, the way the Necromantic King Snake clan expresses their affection is to add to each other, but this intimacy seems to be a deadly poison for non-Necromantic King Snake creatures!
Meng Fei's eyes stared straight at the little guy, his eyes showed strong interest, if it wasn't for the first time that Ling Lin and the little guy met for the first time, it would take time to get used to their relationship, maybe Meng Fei would have come up and studied the little guy carefully!
"I don't blame you, your venom doesn't have much effect on me, at most, it just makes the skin of my whole body turn purple, don't be too sad!" Ling Xiao said softly.
Hearing Ling Lone's words, the little guy with a low head recovered a little and raised his head to look at Ling Lone, but there was no frustration in his eyes, as if he was blaming himself for the mistake he had made.
"Necromantic King Snake, Necromantic King Snake. ”
Ling Xiao muttered a few words, and suddenly smiled and said to the little necromancer king snake: "In the future, you will be called Xiao Ling, okay?"
"Little Spirit?" the little guy didn't seem to have any idea of the name, tilted his head to think about it, and nodded.
The word spirit is taken from the spirit of the necromancer king snake, and it also has the spirit word of the purple spirit.
Encountering the Purple Spirit with the Death Swamp, and getting the Necromantic King Snake with the Death Swamp, both have the word spirit, which can also be said to be a kind of fate.
Moreover, Ling Lin named the little necromancer king snake Xiao Ling, not only because he missed the purple spirit in the swamp of death, but also because Ling Lin was afraid that he would forget the purple spirit with the passage of time, and reminded himself all the time.
The word time in this world is the most ruthless, how many fiery love like the sun has become dull as water under the destruction of time; how many crazy men and women who have made a vow of life and death have become red apricot ruthless people under the destruction of time; how many yin and yang have lived up to their vows and become laughing words under the destruction of time. Human feelings cannot be eternal, no matter how loyal and beautiful love is, it will always slowly weaken in the passage of time, and eventually return to dullness.
But Ling Lin didn't want to forget, and he didn't allow himself to forget, so keeping the purple spirit in his heart all the time was also the best way to prevent himself from forgetting, whenever he saw the Necromantic King Snake, he would naturally think of the purple spirit by its name.
"Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling......" muttered to himself in a low voice, when looking at Xiao Ling with a smile, in the depths of Ling Lone's pupils, there was a sadness that no one could understand, a pain that hurt to the bone marrow, but unfortunately Ling Ling was very well restrained, whether it was Meng Fei Xiaowu in the distance, or the little necromantic king snake beside him, he didn't see it.
At the moment when Ling Lin was slightly distracted, the little necromantic king snake suddenly went down the cuffs of Ling Lone's black robe, burrowed into Ling Lone's arm, and then drilled out from Ling Lone's neckline.
The skin of the little necromantic king snake was close to Ling Lone, and the warm and supple feeling did not make Ling Lone feel uncomfortable, but it was a little uncomfortable, after all, there was suddenly an extra thing on his body.
The little necromancer snake drilled out of Ling Lone's neckline, its crystal clear eyes were beating with excitement and satisfaction, as a spirit body, Ling Lone's moment no longer attracted the underworld qi between heaven and earth, which was undoubtedly extremely beneficial to the growth of the little necromancer king snake, which also made the little necromantic king snake have a little more trust in Ling Lone.
Ling Lone's body was a little stiff at this time, the smile on his face seemed to be frozen, and he twisted his body slightly unconsciously, but he was not too resistant, in terms of the newborn little necromancer king snake, it was safest to stay on Ling Lone's body.