Cannon fodder female supporter's technological path to immortality

Chapter 104 Chapter 103
After getting ready, Su Wanyue put her hands on the sword, tried her best to ignore the biting chill, closed her eyes, and used her supernatural power to communicate with the rules of heaven and earth.

After a while, a purple light gradually floated under Su Wanyue's palm.

Su Wanyue thought that Chu Xinghe was lively and talkative, so she must also like the same lively spirit.

With a lively and lovely sword spirit by his side, his life will definitely be very interesting.

What should the sword spirit look like?

Like a sword?Or just a human form?It might be awkward to talk to a sword, but it might be much better to talk to people.

Su Wanyue thought about it, and imagined for the spirit she was about to build a cute and lively boy who looked like Chu Xinghe, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

However, when she finished possessing the spirit, when she called for the sword spirit, what appeared was...a fat, ice-blue little milk dragon.

It had a big round belly and a pair of big round eyes. It stood on the sword with its hind legs, looking at Su Wanyue in a daze.

The milk dragon was about a foot tall, hairless, with a bald head, and looked extremely cute.

Su Wanyue poked its stomach: "Little guy, where are you from?"

The little milk dragon's eyes widened in horror: "Ah~ I'm not clean anymore~"

The fat body fell back and lay on the sword.

Su Wanyue was stunned for more than ten seconds before she stretched out her finger and poked its belly.

The little milk dragon rolled to the side, turned over and got up, with a big belly, ran to the hilt of the sword and squatted down, and said angrily: "Little monster, I am the dragon you are destined not to touch, please pay attention to your words and deeds!" manner."

"Pfft!" Su Wanyue was so amused by the teasing, she reached out and grabbed the back of its neck, and poked its belly, "Little boy, play tricks on me, return my lively and cute little boy, you What species is it?"

The little milk dragon protected his stomach, and said aggrievedly: "I still want to ask you, I am sleeping in the void, why did you arrest me?"

Su Wanyue snapped her fingers, let go of the little milk dragon, propped her chin, and closed her eyes to recall the process of possessing the spirit.

When she finished recalling the appearance of the sword spirit, she saw a gate of light appearing in the void, and a force pulled a light group out.

Then the light gate was closed, and the light group merged into the sword, combined with the ice-blue sword energy, and became a sword spirit under the power of supernatural power.

It turns out that turning death into life, the so-called possessing spirit is not creating a spirit out of thin air, but grabbing a suitable soul from the void.

Some of those spirits are strong, some are weak, and what kind of spirits they can catch depends entirely on their own luck.

Her luck, I don't know whether it is good or bad.

If it's hard to say, what she caught was a dragon or a phantom dragon, and she had great potential for future growth.

To put it bluntly, the weaker group of little milk dragons even dragged Frost Sword down a level.

A prefecture-level middle-grade magic weapon has become a prefecture-level low-grade magic weapon.

An earth-level low-grade magic weapon, worth [-] to [-] million low-grade spirit stones
5000 billion [-] million, devalued to [-] or [-] million.

The price of jumping off the building is not so fast!
Su Wanyue's heart ached so badly that she couldn't breathe.

The little milk dragon tilted its head, stretched out a paw, poked her shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, little monster, what's wrong with you?"

Su Wanyue raised her eyes to look at it, and sighed, "When Shizun took me to travel through the void, I accidentally found your soul. You begged me to save you. I saw that you were so pitiful, so I begged Shizun to save you." You come out."

"Master said, to save you, you must buy the Nine-Nine Resurrection Pill, and also buy an earth-level magic sword to make your body, so that you can be saved."

The little milk dragon looked at her suspiciously: "I beg you so much, why don't I have any impression?"

Su Wanyue poked its stomach, and sighed: "At that time, your spiritual consciousness was about to disappear, and you called for help instinctively. Maybe because you passed through the gate of void, your brain was trapped by the gate, so you lost part of your memory, so you don't remember it. .”

"Really?" Xiao Nailong was still a little skeptical, but he believed most of it in his heart.

Su Wanyue said: "Think about it, if you hadn't begged me, how could I have spent more than two billion low-grade spirit stones to save you? That is the wealth accumulated by my family's ancestors for generations."

"It's gone like this, my ancestors will definitely call me a prodigal and beat me."

Su Wanyue lowered her head with a depressed expression.

The little milk dragon was moved with tears in his eyes. He lowered his head and rubbed Su Wanyue's shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't worry~ If your ancestor scolds you, I will definitely beat him up for you."

"My ancestor is very powerful, he is already a fairy." Su Wanyue boasted without blinking.

The little milk dragon believed it was true, sat down on the sword, and said with a sad face: "Then what should I do? I can't beat him for the time being, why don't I take you away?"

Su Wanyue smiled wryly: "We are so weak, where are we going to escape?"

The little milk dragon patted his belly and said, "It's okay, I can take you to tear apart the space and escape."

Su Wanyue's eyes flickered, then disappeared in an instant: "You are so small, I am too heavy, you can't carry me."

"Ah? Then what should we do?" The little milk dragon scratched his ears anxiously.

Su Wanyue propped her chin and sighed: "It would be great if I could teleport through space. My ancestor hit me, and I teleported away. How could he hit me? Unfortunately, I have spent all my spirit stones, otherwise You can also buy a book of space secrets."

The little milk dragon patted his belly, and said excitedly: "Space secret art~ I know it~"

"You?" Su Wanyue tilted her head, her eyes full of disbelief and contempt.

The little milk dragon was so excited by her, she jumped up angrily: "Oh, I really will."

Su Wanyue patted it on the shoulder perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, you will."

The eyes still don't believe it.

"Hmph~ I'm so pissed off~" The little milk dragon slapped Su Wanyue's forehead with his paw.

Su Wanyue didn't hide either.

The little milk dragon angrily taught the secret art of space with his spiritual sense - so close to the end of the world.

The distraught little Nailong didn't notice the smirk on Su Wanyue's lips.

The Void Dragon is a dragon that can live in the void. It is born with supernatural powers of space and knows the rules of space cultivation.

They generally don't pass space secrets to others.

After her supernatural power passed these messages to her, Su Wanyue had already started to think about it.

She first pinned the blame for the loss of Lingshi on its head, and then created an image of a benefactor who saved it from danger, and slowly guided it to repay its favor with space secrets.

As expected, the little milk dragon was fooled and passed on to Su Wanyue a space secret technique that no one in Beiwangzhou knew.

This secret technique is far more valuable than the Frost Sword.

Finally, I got my money back, not a loss at all.

Wait for the little milk dragon to pass on the secret technique.

Su Wanyue said: "Xiaolonglong, do you want to meet some friends, I'll take you to meet them, okay?"

"No~ I want to sleep~" The little milk dragon shrank into the sword, and his body entered the sword.

After a while, there was a burst of breathing from the Frost Sword.

Su Wanyue closed her eyes and looked at the contents of the close horizon, only to find that the secret technique passed to her by the little milk dragon did not need to be practiced at all, and could be used directly.

Mystic ability will also increase with time.

(End of this chapter)