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The second thousand one hundred and eighty-fourth chapters are suitable for the artifact(2/2)

"Please allow me to keep my sinful body and continue to serve you, your kind-hearted and great saintly lady with piercing eyes."

"The way you serve me is to do some weird things to me?" The little ghost showed a troubled look, as if he was hesitating.

"Can you not mention this? It's as if I have no other use except doing strange things to you."

"Wow! This statement is so weird. It seems like this saint asked you to do strange things to me."

"This... it's consensual, cough cough cough."

"You are a consensual person!" After being hit on the head, the little ghost stared at me angrily.

"Then Xiaofan needs to prove that apart from doing weird things to me, what other uses can you, an idiot and incompetent servant knight, have?"

"That's a good question." I felt refreshed and felt that the opportunity had come.

"Look, Your Highness the Saint, I have brought you a treasure."

"Oh?" The little ghost took the bell from my hand and shook it, making a crisp sound. She tilted her head and thought. She showed an inquiring gaze, as if she wanted to study for herself what the purpose of this thing was and how to use it.

I smiled on the side and said nothing. Silly ghost, artifacts are not so easy to study. Just explore slowly. It is best to forget about my punishment by forgetting about food and sleep.

"I know how to use it." Within a few seconds, the little ghost suddenly said, which scared me.

"real?"

"real."

"Then take a look." I suppressed my surprise and thought to myself, maybe this thing is really related to the little ghost.

The little ghost put on a showy pose, took out a gou, poured a dozen diamonds into the plate, and then rang the bell.

"Xiaofan Xiaofan, it's time for lunch."

I:"……"

Should I start complaining about the bell, or should I start complaining about the diamond in the basin? Who can teach me? If the angels knew that their artifacts were used in this way, even the fifth master might spit out a mouthful of old blood.

, cast a spell to take away the little ghost, this monster.

"This is an artifact, an artifact." I said the words "artifact" hard, hoping to calm the little ghost.

"The artifact matches Xiaofan just right."

"Why do I hear this so weird?"

"By the way, I finally know." The little ghost suddenly clapped her palms, as if she was suddenly enlightened. She quickly took out a rope and strung the bell, and then hung it around my neck.

"In this way, Xiaofan will no longer be able to hide anything he does from this saint."

"Isn't it okay that I was wrong?" Seeing that the little ghost was still thinking about my behavior last time, I apologized with a grimace. This little saint is indeed a true master, and she is not inferior to me in terms of holding grudges.

"Apologizing is useful, why should I be imprisoned?" The little ghost lowered her head and continued her research plan. After a while, she came up with a new method, dangled the bell in front of my eyes, and then threw it into the room.

"Xiaofan bark, go and bring it back."

"I've felt a lot of malice from just now." I looked at the little ghost speechlessly, and then looked at the bell in the corner, a majestic artifact, but it was ruined by the little ghost.

"Because this saint is very angry, but Xiaofan thinks that he can make this saint angry by using a divine weapon. This saint is not such a casual person."

The little ghost opened his beautiful silver eyes, came up to me, and looked at me without blinking, with a hint of grievance in his expression.

I finally understood where I was wrong. No matter how good the artifact is, it is just a foreign object. To the little ghost, she doesn't care about foreign objects at all, she only cares about my attitude, but I kept thinking that as long as I

If you give her the magic weapon, she will definitely be very happy, and her anger will dissipate as soon as she is happy, so even if you apologize, it lacks sincerity.

To put it simply, he is like a nouveau riche father who wants to use 10,000 yuan of pocket money to kill his lonely daughter who lacks fatherly love.

"I was wrong, just bite me." I blinked pitifully and said to the little ghost.

"Well, that's pretty much it. It makes me feel sincerity." The little ghost nodded with some satisfaction.

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