I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 282 Aura meets the master!

All Lingyun's wish is to take revenge, to bite him.

Now, Bagu, who had lost his true energy in the copper pillar, was reduced to a pile of ashes with screams and the smell of barbecue.

He is dead, his wish is fulfilled, and he can go on the road.

Seeing her pitiful, Ye Feihua couldn't help persuading her:

"Senior, since you have survived the millennium, why not continue to live. Your disciple is under our control!"

If she can live for a thousand years, she can continue to live.

Lingyun's ferocious face was full of peace, as if she had let go of all her thoughts, and said with a light smile:
"Hehe, look at me now, can I survive? The lamp is exhausted, and it is all supported by an unyielding heart. Seeing your kindness, I will give you the treasure in my god's treasury! Help me untie the chain How about getting rid of it?"

There was peace in Lingyun's eyes, and she wanted to give Ye Feihua a treasure.

With such a chance, an ordinary person would agree directly.

However, the three of Leng Qiu glanced at each other without moving.

Not to mention that she doesn't have any place on her body to pretend to be a treasure, even if she does, who can guarantee that it's not a trap?
Leng Qiu took two steps forward, stood in front of Ling Yun, stared into her eyes, and said in a low voice:
"The Rage God Art, Rage God Ten Blows, is your reliance? Absorb the surrounding wilderness, as long as your dantian is not destroyed, you can live forever. If you leave Pao Lao, you can regenerate with a broken arm and grow limbs, right?"

Knowing what she is practicing, these inferences are reasonable.

As for death, how could a generation of chosen sons be willing to die?

It's just a means to paralyze them.

Leng Qiu looked into her eyes, and found that the pupils shrank instantly and there was light flickering.

Lingyun's heart was shocked, and she couldn't hide the change in her eyes.

Barely suppressing the shock, he decided to ask:
"How do you know the exercises I practice, how do you know my supernatural powers, who are you?"

She was extremely shocked. From the time the two met to now, it took less than a stick of incense time for the two of them to know all the details.

Totally impossible!
He is so scary!

The more fearful Leng Qiu was, the more he continued:

"Not only do I know that you can be reborn with a broken arm, but I even know that your strength has surpassed Bagu, but I haven't done it for a long time. It should take a long time, or enough energy. We can't give it!"

Seeing the huge change in her eyes, he knew that he was right again.

"Who are you? Why do you know my situation? Are you a descendant of the Rage God Temple?"

Ling Yun's face was full of shock, and she guessed wildly, thinking that it was the most likely situation.

However, only seeing Leng Qiu shaking his fingers, he said in a deep voice:
"We're not, don't make random guesses. If you can surrender to me, I'll consider letting you live! The two of them don't even think about it, they dare not let you go."

The two girls were shocked. Leng Qiu was so bold that he actually wanted to let a chosen son from thousands of years ago be his slave?

Isn't this a hidden danger for you?

Who can guarantee that she has no crooked thoughts, if she explodes, it will be out of control!
With worry and panic in his eyes, he stared at Leng Qiu, hoping that he would not do something stupid.

Hearing this, Lingyun looked at him deeply, as if she wanted to see through him.

In my mind, skip one idea after another.

After a long time, seemingly powerless, she finally spoke:

"Since you have seen through it, I will be your servant. Being able to kill Bagu proves that you are strong; seeing through my details at a glance proves that you have extensive knowledge; you dare to make me a servant, you are very courageous! What more can you ask for?"

He said all the things he had just thought about, and accepted Leng Qiu's conditions.

Ye Feihua and Yin Miao glanced at each other, feeling that Leng Qiu was seeking a tiger's skin.

"Mr. Leng, please think again. As the son of heaven, no matter in terms of talent, heart, understanding and behavior, he is superior to others, and he is decisive."

Yin Miaoyi couldn't help worrying, swung her waist, walked to his side, and said in a low voice.

He is full of jealousy towards the Chosen Son of a first-rank sect.

Ye Feihua next to her, as a second-rank sect saint, also felt inappropriate, the contrast was too strong.

Even Feng Jiu, who was standing on Leng Qiu's shoulders, had her small eyes on the side of his face at this moment, looking left and right.

"Kicked in the head? If she kills you, I don't care! One more thing is worse than one less thing!"

The crisp sound spread in the air, making it impossible to ignore.

Facing their worries, Leng Qiu smiled lightly and said:
"She has to swear on her heart and soul, otherwise how can I admit it? Moreover, I have a means to make her dare not have a different heart from me!"

He is naturally sure to control the other party and put himself in danger, which is definitely not his personality.

Yin Miao wanted to say something, but Leng Qiu patted her on the shoulder and said:
"Okay, you guys take this opportunity to rest and recuperate. Or go to the palace behind, you can't lose money!"

The two women frowned slightly, knowing that he didn't want them to know the so-called means, so they stared at him and walked outside.

After sending the two girls away, the Snowflake Flying Frost Sword appeared in Leng Qiu's hand.

A sword pierced Ling Yun's eyebrows, as fast as lightning, and there was a terrifying thunder light on it.

Facing the sudden scene, Ling Yun was so frightened that the pupils of her eyes shrank rapidly.

Wanting to defend, she has no hands.

He wanted to avoid it, but he was fixed on the cannon.

He wanted to shout, but his mouth was blocked by the strong wind.

The instant change broke her heart, she just tilted her head.

However, he couldn't escape the swiftly approaching sword, piercing his eyebrows in an instant.

However, the aura does not feel dead.

His eyes stared at the long sword between his eyebrows. There were countless blood mixed with a mysterious halo on it, which gradually condensed into a golden word slave.

She watched the word slave, and it penetrated into her mind bit by bit.

In the mind, the image of Leng Qiu suddenly appeared and enlarged continuously, as if it filled the whole mind.

His every word and deed can affect her thinking and sanity.

It was as if there was an extra god in her mind, and she had to obey his will.

Lingyun never thought of such a scene.

Even if it is a painstaking vow, she will find a way to break it.But the changes made by Leng Qiu directly affect the spirit and cannot be undone at all.

Suddenly understood why Leng Qiu was not afraid of her being a slave.

He was still thinking about many things in his heart, and the Leng Qiu in his mind had become boundless and huge, aloft.

She is like a trash that is humble enough to be in the dust, and she may give her life at any time.

"Lingyun pays homage to the master! Serving the master, I have no regrets in this life!"

When Snowflake Flying Frost Sword left, Lingyun called her very reverently.

It's just that she can't move, she has no hands and feet, only the chain passes through the lute bone and hangs in mid-air.

Leng Qiu didn't respond, the long sword in his hand slashed across the two chains, and with the sound of sparks and jingling, he cut them off easily.

When she was about to fall to the ground, Leng Qiu grabbed Zhenyuan with a big hand and placed it on the chair that Bagu often sat beside.

Her lute bone is still connected to the chain, which has long grown together with the flesh and needs to be dealt with slowly.

There are no limbs, and the chest and abdomen are a piece of yellowish yellow, with grease sliding off it.

A face full of ravines and ravines, I don't know how many times it has been scratched.

Shaped like a ghost, it was extremely miserable.

(End of this chapter)