"That's it!"

Lin Hao defended himself forcibly.

But he only let the fairy in the painting laugh out loud.

"What a man who recognizes his heart and does not recognize others, but who told you that the artifact recognizes the master, as long as he recognizes his heart?"

"If you don't really recognize your master with the magical spirit, how can you really establish contact with them and communicate with each other's heart?"

"Since it is a spirit of the weapon, you must obey the master's words. How can you be simple and loyal?"

The immortal in the painting looked at Lin Hao speechlessly, and then smiled at the spirit of the weapon called Ling'er.

At this time, this spirit called Ling'er seemed to have just woken up from her sleep. Her delicate little face pouted and raised one hand to rub her eyes in a daze. She didn't really wake up for a long time.

When she woke up completely, she saw the fairy in the painting in front of her. The small weapon spirit immediately cheered and jumped up like a kitten and rushed towards the fairy in the painting, directly hooking the fairy in the painting's fairy neck and hanging it on the body of the fairy in the painting.

"Sister Xian'er, why are you looking for Ling'er now? Ling'er has been sleeping for a long time!"

"..." Lin Hao looked at the weapon spirit with even more enviousness. Somehow, when the immortal in the painting talked about recognizing the master, he suddenly remembered that the woman in the white-clothed woman in the Sword of Killing Immortals... was all weapon spirits, so the gap was so big?

?

Especially when he thought of the woman in white, he ignored him every time he appeared and ignored him, which made Lin Hao even more painful.

The ugly sect had already passed on the Slaughter Sword to him and passed on the Slaughter Sword to him, but why did the spirit of the Slaughter Sword, the woman in the Slaughter Sword, never recognize him?

Also, if according to the immortal in the painting, every time the spirit of the weapon re-recognizes the master, it will absorb a trace of the soul of the new master, and then add some of the characteristics of the new master, and even look exactly the same as the new master's childhood... Lin Hao couldn't help but cough and asked in a low voice to the immortal in the painting: "Junior Sister Xian'er, do you think that after a spirit re-recognizes the master, will the gender change because of the new master's gender?

Or, always keeping your original gender…?”

Lin Hao asked hesitantly, after all, the Chou Sect was a man, but his weapon was a woman, and he was also an extremely beautiful woman with an extremely proud figure! He could not imagine how ugly it would be when the woman in white recognized the Chou Sect and absorbed a trace of her soul and turned into the way she looked when she was young...

But then again, the Sword of Killing Immortals is a magic weapon that was sacrificed by the Chou Sect himself, so the spirit of the woman in white should also be the most original spirit of the original spirit.

In this way, the appearance of the woman in white clothes will probably have nothing to do with the ugly family, right?

However, as soon as he thought of this, he heard the immortal in the painting answer: "This is the case, that certainly will not be the gender of the instrument spirit, and it will always be the gender in the future. However, I heard from the master that there was no gender at the beginning of the birth of the instrument spirit, because they were just the purest souls at that time!"

"There is no distinction between men and women. The process of becoming a spirit of the spirit can actually be regarded as their reincarnation... In short, what is the gender of the owner at the beginning of the birth of a spirit of the spirit, and often the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of the spirit of

The immortal in the painting looked at Lin Hao curiously.

However, at this moment Lin Hao...will he actually have the same gender as the original owner when the spirit of the weapon was born?

Then if you say this, the spirit of the Immortal Sword is a woman. Wouldn’t it mean... the ugly family is also?

?

?

Stop! Lin Hao hurriedly interrupted his messy thoughts. He had never seen the true face of the ugly family. That man was indeed a handsome guy, but if he put on women's clothes and turned into a woman... can he still see it?

It was so eye-catching!! Lin Hao hurriedly interrupted all these thoughts, threw all the things about the ugly door and the woman in white clothes behind his head, and then looked at the fairy in the painting and the cute little weapon named Ling'er in the painting.

But just as he looked at the two immortals in the painting, he suddenly saw the small weapon hanging on the immortals in the painting. He glanced at him quietly, and then said to the immortals in the painting in a low voice: "Sister Xian'er, why is this person so ugly?"

“!!!”

"Junior Sister Xian'er, I suddenly realized that your weapon spirit may not be suitable for your four spiritual treasures in the painting of heaven. Why not let us stew her now? How about I find another weapon spirit for you when I look back?"

Lin Hao said very seriously.

He suddenly felt that this little weapon spirit was not cute at all!!! Unfortunately, his proposal was not recognized by the immortals in the painting.

As soon as he heard Lin Hao say he wanted to stew his weapon spirit, the fairy in the painting immediately changed her face. He hurriedly walked aside with the little weapon spirit, leaving Lin Hao far away, afraid that this guy would stew his weapon spirit! Even the little girl lying in the arms of the fairy in the painting was shocked at this moment, staring at Lin Hao vigilantly, as if she regarded Lin Hao as an enemy! Lin Hao touched his nose speechlessly, smiled faintly, and then stopped paying attention to the petite and lovely little weapon spirit Linger, but turned his eyes to him, as if he had stopped calling and sobbing in pain because of his appearance, like a sleeping golden dragon.

After walking to the side of the Golden Dragon, Lin Hao bypassed the soul-squeezing nails that nailed the Golden Dragon and reached out to touch the Golden Dragon's head.

At this time, almost no part of the golden dragon's head was intact. Every inch of the skin was covered with scars. The fine scales covering the dragon's head were all peeled off by the Tengling Ancient Clan.

The blood pupils narrowed slightly, almost narrowing into a slit, and Lin Hao's heart once again felt anger that he wanted to destroy the entire Tengling tribe.
Chapter completed!