A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The bronze bells are simple in appearance, unique in texture, and very small in size like a wine glass.

He shook it gently, and the bell shook silently.

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

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

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

The two were very close, and the fragrance on Shu Ange's body seemed to be rubbing Yixiu's breath.

"You try to inject divine consciousness into it."

Yi Xiu concentrated and handed the bronze bell to Shu Ange. She stretched out her long, white fingers and held the bronze bell, her tail finger slipping quietly across Yi Xiu's palm.

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

Shu Ange clasped the cold bronze in the palm of her hand, but felt that the bell was much heavier than she had imagined. She found a ray of divine sense and probed in, like a mud cow entering the sea, but no echo was heard.

"Huh? This bell..."

She had thought that the bronze bell, like other items, was a broken item, and lost the copper tongue inside to turn it into a dumbbell.

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

Ordinary bells, under her wisp of consciousness, had long been observed clearly, but there was another mystery in this bronze bell, which surprised her.

Shu Ange sat up straight and his expression became serious.

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

"I suspect that this bell is an immortal magic weapon."

In a word, the earth was shocked, and Shu Ange raised her eyebrows lightly: "Brother Yixiu, are you saying that we bought a magic weapon of immortal grade from an unnamed stall with thirty top-grade spirit stones?"

This was a great deal. Shu Ange suddenly remembered You Suxin's urgent face. She should have known that there were immortal treasures for sale in the lame monk's booth.

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

Don't talk about You Suxin, if Shu Ange knew that there was an immortal magic weapon appearing at the booth, I'm afraid she would not give up easily.

Shu Ange was thankful that they had arrived a step earlier, and that the lame cultivator was very selective, otherwise there would have been many more accidents.

Yixiu rubbed the pattern on the bronze bell with his fingers, and after checking it repeatedly, he faced Shu Ange and said, "Try to increase the infusion of spiritual consciousness. Give it a blood test."

The two were from the same family. It stands to reason that Shu Ange inherited part of the inheritance of the Nine-Tailed Tianhu Clan, and he understood much better than Yixiu.

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

"OK."

Shu Ange took the bronze bell, closed his eyes slightly, and kept pouring divine consciousness into it, trying to make the bell in his hand recognize the master.

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

After a while, Shu Ange had to give up temporarily, withdrew his consciousness, and Chao Yixiu shook his head: "Lend me the dagger."

Divine consciousness cannot imprint on the bronze bell, so it can only rely on a drop of blood to identify the master.

Yi Xiu took out the dagger, and before handing it over to Shu Ange, he reminded him, "Be careful."

Shu Ange took the dagger without any hesitation, and cut his finger in one go, and ice blue blood swam out of the wound.

She smeared blood on the bronze bell, and the bell, which was still gray, 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 texture has gradually turned into an abstract pattern of ancient mythical beasts, which are distributed in the four directions of the bell.

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

During this process of change, Shu Ange clearly felt that there was something missing from the bronze bell.

In order to inspire the hidden magic of the bronze bell, Shu Ange bit the tip of his tongue, forced out the blood, and wiped the bronze bell.

In an instant, the bronze bells radiated brilliance and rose into the air, circling constantly in the air.

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

Recognize the Lord successfully!

Shu Ange, who had just lost a drop of blood essence, had a happy expression on his face, grabbed Yi Xiu's hand and said excitedly, "I succeeded, I succeeded, this is the soul-suppressing bell, an immortal-level magic weapon that can be attacked and defended."

What do you mean when you're drowsy and bring a pillow, Shu Ange is worried that she doesn't have a weapon in hand, how can she be unhappy that she has picked up a big leak so quickly.

With her bright smile and the temperature of her palm, Yi Xiu felt uncomfortable when she was hot, 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 characters of the soul-suppressing bell sound good, what's so magical about this bell."

"The target character's favorability is +5, and the current favorability is 55."

Just after letting an immortal magic weapon recognize the owner, the long-lost favorability has grown again, and the double happiness is coming, Shu Ange can't hold the smile on his face.

She leaned on Chao Yixiu affectionately, took out the soul-suppressing bell, and said while demonstrating: "Brother Yixiu, this soul-suppressing 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 bell, and it suddenly became as small as a drop of water, and the instant technique was as big as a bull's head.

She raised her head and waved her fingers lightly, and the soul-suppressing bell flew out, as tall as one person.

Seeing Shu Ange playing, Yi Xiu didn't stop him, he just watched her play with a smile.

After a while, Shu Ange took the soul-suppressing bell back to the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and said with a beaming expression: "So that Brother Yixiu knows that this soul-suppressing bell can also resist the attack of the magic sound, and at the same time disturb the minds of others."

Compared to a brute force attack, the effect of the Soul Requiring Bell is more moving.

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

"Thank you brother Yixiu for your concern."

His words fit Shu Ange's mind, so she answered happily.

After a while, the heart of joy dissipated a little, Shu Ange bit her lip embarrassedly and looked at Yi Xiu: "I was so happy just now that I was just thinking of a way to make Zhenhunling recognize the master, forgetting that it was Yi Xiu's big brother's fancy. bells."

Shu Ange's apologetic appearance caused Yixiu to grin, he put his hand on Shu Ange's shoulder, and said with a doting face: "This bell was originally a women's accessory, I just think it matches you well, how could you include the soul-suppressing bell in it? in."

What he said made sense, Shu Ange smiled relieved, and made up his mind, in the future, he must find ways to find a magic weapon for Yi Xiu.

With the Soul Soul Bell in hand, Shu Ange was rather absent-minded when he looked at other objects.

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