Lingzhi's neck was stuck on the corner of the table and he quickly begged for mercy: "Lingyan, Lingyan, I was just kidding him. You don't have to be like this. When it comes to kissing, you and I are the closest, and Aying is not included."

What kind of relative are you?"

Isn't he going to die?

Why is the mental power still so strong?

Could it be that after he was cut off at the waist, he would be so vulnerable and helpless when fighting with him?

wrong!

If he is mentally strong and physically strong, and is not about to die, Ah Ying cannot be that weak. Before Ah Ying left the White Fruit Star, she was very powerful in teaming up with other companions to resist him.

Ah Ying was now too weak to be attacked. He could hit him with one blow, step on his neck, and make him kneel down and beg for mercy without any dignity.

So... the spiritual eye is so powerful now, is it burning its own life?

"You just grew from the roots of my tree." The spiritual eye pressed his neck hard: "Aying is my companion spirit, the companion spirit second only to the existence of the master, do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Lingzhi expressed a stubborn tree vividly: "Master, Master, you have been waiting for more than 3,000 years as the master. I have seen it and tried it, but it is better than the average human race. Other than that, it is better than the average human race.

Nothing special except that.”

"You said that Ying is second only to the master in your mind. In this case, Lingyan, you give Ah Ying to me and let him be my companion spirit. I am only over 2,000 years old, and he is also over 2,000 years old.

He is more compatible with me, but with a age difference of more than 7,000 years, he is not worthy of you at all."

After Lingxuan finished speaking, he heard a click and his neck was broken.

When a tree is broken, apart from the pain, which is like burning or cutting with a knife, it will not hurt the person's life. At most, it will temporarily make him feel like a dead tree.

Lingyan threw the broken-necked Lingzhi to the ground, and his beautiful face was as cold as frost: "No matter if the age difference between me and him is seven thousand years or ten thousand years, he is my companion spirit."

"I thought before that if I die, let him be your companion and let him live. He doesn't want to. I'm still thinking about it. Even if he doesn't want to, he still has to live. I can't drag him to death. I can't.

Let him die with me."

"But you, Lingxin, you hurt him. After I took you away and planted you next to me, and he watered you carefully every day and got rid of insects, you stepped on his neck.

Hurt him."

Lingzhi, whose broken neck was healed, got up from the ground, his heart beating like a drum, and he couldn't wait to explain: "Lingyan, I was really just joking with him, otherwise with his current mental state, I want to

He will die in a matter of minutes."

"Also when I was in Baiguo Star, I had many opportunities to kill him, but I didn't kill him. I let him go. Isn't this enough to show how special I am to him?"

If he had known that Lingyan had given Ah Ying to him, he would have stopped doing these stupid things and just waited. Now... I really regret it. I hope Lingyan will not go back on his word and regret it.

"It's too late!" Lingyan rolled his sleeves and stood with his hands behind his back, "I regret it, Lingxi, I regret it!"

Lingxuan stood in front of him. She was the same height as him and looked exactly like him. One was wearing a green robe and the other was wearing a red robe. One was as imposing as wind and jade, while the other was filled with evil spirits.

Lingxuan said anxiously: "Since you have decided, why should you regret it? You are not allowed to regret it."

"Why can't I regret it?" A hint of sarcasm slowly formed on the corner of Lingyan's mouth: "Lingzhi, please understand, he is mine, he is my companion spirit, the companion spirit that has been with me for more than 2,000 years."

"And you are just an extra branch from my root system. I didn't kill you when you were born and let you absorb my nutrients and grow up. I'm already polite enough to you."

"You can't keep your words like this..."

"I'm polite to you, but you're not polite to my grandson at all. You beat him, you step on his neck. Don't you know that the neck of a companion spirit is the most fragile?" Lingyan interrupted him coldly.

There was no room for negotiation in his voice: "Although my grandson is more than 2,000 years old, he has never been exposed to other people. I was also stupid. I thought you would get better, but instead of getting better, you got worse."

"So, I don't worry about whoever I give my Ying to, and I worry about whoever lets him be his companion, and I don't feel at ease. Instead of doing this, I might as well take him with me when I die. He is willing, and so am I. After all, in

No one in this world understands what he needs better than me and cares about him more!"

Lingxuan jumped to his feet angrily and said hurriedly: "Lingyan, I also understand him and I care about him. Otherwise, he would have been killed by me long ago. How could he have waited until now?"

"I know that the companion spirit's neck is fragile, so I only stepped on him with a little strength. If I had stepped on him with all my strength, his neck would have been broken by me, and he would have died long ago."

"You actually have the idea of ​​giving him to me, then keep this idea. I promise, I promise you, I will be good to him and regard him as my companion. I will work hard to cultivate and let myself

Become stronger and make him stronger, okay?"

Lingyan's sarcasm became more and more intense: "You don't believe what you say, so why should I believe you? Lingyan, disappointment doesn't happen in a day, it happens every day."

"You say you are good to him and work hard to practice to make yourself strong and strong, but you take no action, so I can't see any sincerity on your part."

Lingzhi's eyes lit up when he heard this, "I am sincere, I will let you see my sincerity, I will let you see that I am no less good to him than you are, you wait, you wait, I will go and give him

He inputs his spiritual power, so let’s go!”

Ling Yan said and ran out, ran out, ran back again, hugged Ling Yan hard: "Keep your word, as long as I treat him well, you will give him to me, and you won't take him with you."

die!"

After Lingxuan said that, he let go of Lingxuan and ran away without looking back.

Lingyan slowly turned around and looked at the door, but he could no longer be seen. He raised his feet, walked to the door, and closed the door.

The moment the door closed, his face was as white as snow, without any trace of blood, and the uneven bark of the tree shimmered on his neck and cheeks.

He couldn't stand any longer, so he knelt on one knee on the ground, put one hand on the ground, covered his chest with the other, and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

All the exposed skin on his face, neck, hands, and body were covered by uneven bark. Only his mouth, which was stained with blood, was not covered...

"My tree is dying, but he doesn't let me know!" Jiang Si stood at the door of the spiritual eye room, opened her mouth and whispered: "And I know that I can't break in and question him!"

"The situation is not the worst now, there is still hope!" Agares was beside her, his voice low and comforting: "I will check the ancient books again, there will always be a way."

Jiang Si pinched off the ginkgo tree branch she cultivated in her hand and turned it into dust: "I can't cultivate a ginkgo tree, and the ginkgo tree I cultivated is not him."

"Grafting, grafting, he has spiritual consciousness and his own thinking. If the grafting can be successful, if it can be replaced, if he is selfish, then what else can Lingxin do?"

She was wrong, really wrong.

The reason why the spiritual eye is a spiritual eye is that he has lived for more than 10,000 years. He has lived in ancient China for more than 7,000 years and in the Alberian galaxy for more than 3,000 years.

He has lived for more than 10,000 years in total. He has seen more vicissitudes of life, time has passed, mountains and rivers have passed, people, things, and things have changed. He has seen more than anyone else. He has seen more than anyone else.

clear.

If he can survive, if there is a way to survive, he will not sit still and wait for death, will not give up his companion spirit, and will not deliberately stimulate the stupid tree of Lingzhi to treat Ah Ying!

"Jiang Jiang..."

"Shut up!" Jiang Si suppressed her voice and interrupted Agares angrily: "Don't call me, you go tell 520, move forward at full speed, and get to the fourth civilization as quickly as possible."

Jiang Dandan: “!!!”

What did the tool man say?

I must have been criticized by my aunt.

Deserve it!

"Okay!" Agares' dark eyes flashed: "I will go to the cockpit now and drive myself. You come with me now and don't let your spiritual eyes find out that you know that he is not in good health!"

Jiang Si was persuaded and followed Agares away to the cockpit.

The huge ship is in the system's autopilot mode and is operated by artificial intelligence 520.

Agares sat in the cab and operated it himself. His flying speed and jumping ability were both faster than artificial intelligence.

Jiang Si did not sit on the sofa, stool, or co-pilot, but walked towards the roc bird's nest. The two roc birds and the snake regarded the ship as their home.

Wherever I have a good view, where I can see more stars and the sea, wherever they move me, I especially don’t regard myself as an outsider.

The roc's nest is very big, and the snake's nest is also not small. Two rocs and a snake seem to be competing to see whose nest is bigger.

Jiang Si looked at their nests and finally chose the Dapeng's nest. Its nest was very large and had feathers inside, with a thick layer of feathers.

She pulled out the largest roc with one hand, and the smaller roc in the nest spread its wings, as if calling, master, master, come to my arms.

Dapeng Bird: "!!!"

That's its nest, its nest, its bird, its bird.

Why should we fight for its nest and its bird?

Jiang Si had just nestled in and was about to lean under the wings of the little roc, but she felt a stiffness in her body. She stretched out her hand and touched it. Good guy, she found an egg, an olive green egg.

Dapeng bird: "!!!"

That's its nest, its nest, its bird, its eggs.

Put down her eggs quickly, or you'll peck her to death.

The little roc stretched its neck and sang, as if to say, look, look, master, master, this is my egg, my egg, my egg.

Jiang Si turned the egg in her hand, which was a little bigger than a goose egg: "You two are quite nimble. You didn't even lay an egg on Bixu Planet, but you laid it right after you came up. Is this the only one?"

The little roc nodded its head, just one, just one, just one egg.

Jiang Si poured out her spiritual power in her hands and wrapped the eggs of the roc: "You guys are pretty trendy about eugenics and eugenics!"

The roc shamelessly moved its big feet and rubbed against him, trying to gain some energy.

The little roc bird quacks and its breasts stand out. It is a good idea to raise only one bird.

Ginger Dandan had already crawled into the snake's nest, and the big snake that was coiled like a mosquito coil was a tool snake, rolling around on its body.
To be continued...