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"You don't have to worry about anything, just stay well."

Song Linger said that her tone at this time was no longer soft and cowardly, salty or sweet as before.

It directly became the kind of electronic synthesis sound that the time machine itself had.

"Um, all right.

Could it be that the timing you mentioned earlier is this piece of Bodhi root?Is this thing really as magical as it says in the legend? "

When Su Qingyun heard what the time machine said, he stopped asking about the details of renewing his life.

Instead, he looked at the piece of bodhi root that Song Linger was holding in the hands of the time machine and asked.

"It's not that mysterious, this thing is actually not much different from ordinary tree roots. But this thing has been played with by the Long Live Lord for several years, and it has absorbed the royal dragon energy.

All I want to use is the dragon energy on it. "

Song Ling'er spoke in an electronically synthesized voice, and as soon as the voice fell, she saw a burst of dense air faintly appearing on her slender hands.

She grasped the piece of bodhi wood with both hands in a pinching posture, and unexpectedly, the little golden dragon who was really gasping for a day was caught in his hands.

Although the golden dragon was small, it was full of majesty. Song Ling'er grabbed it, shaking its head, wagging its tail and thumping vigorously, as if trying to break free.

"Hiss, there really is dragon energy? Didn't Di Su fabricate these things to better rule the hearts of the people?"

First, the dense aura that appeared on Song Linger's two fingers, and then the little golden dragon drawn from the patina bodhi root, overturned Su Qingyun's cognition in a mess.

He stared blankly at the scene in front of him and asked.

"It depends on how you understand these things. If you say he has it, he has it. If you say he doesn't have it, he doesn't have it either.

Can't generalize, open your mouth. "

Song Ling'er grabbed Xiao Jinlong and brought it to Su Qingyun's mouth and said.

"Uh... cough cough" Su Qingyun wanted to say something else, but when his mouth just opened a gap, Song Linger quickly threw the little golden dragon pinched on his fingertips into Su Qingyun's mouth.

"I'm going, he's writhing in my stomach! Hiss, it hurts..."

Although the golden dragon was swallowed, Su Qingyun felt as if a dozen or so tsunami had erupted in his stomach.

Overnight meal and tea, stomach acid and other things were stirred up by a strong force, and he was so painful that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"I said, if you believe him, he has it, if you don't believe him, he doesn't have it, don't believe what you just saw and already felt.

Just treat it as a breath of air, otherwise, let alone renewing your life, within 2 minutes, you will die. "

Song Linger looked at Su Qingyun calmly, and said.

"Fuck, you just threw a dragon into my stomach, how can you tell me to treat him like air? Hey, it hurts me to death."

Su Qingyun couldn't help being violent, clutching his stomach and sweating profusely, of course it hurts.

"Oh, it's so troublesome, open your mouth."

Song Linger sighed, moved Su Qingyun's mouth away again, and then tore a mysterious card produced by the time machine and shook it a few times near Su Qingyun's mouth.

"Hey, what did you eat for me?"

Su Qingyun broke away from Song Linger's hand and asked with a resentful expression.

He now feels that the time machine is clearly a disaster for himself, and this is not a way to save people.

"Nanobots, they have now turned into dragon slaying warriors to slay dragons in your stomach."

Song Linger pursed her lips, stretched out her hand to control it, and suddenly a projection appeared in the air beside her.

In Su Qingyun's Five Viscera Temple, tens of thousands of robots with weapons in their hands jumped onto the golden dragon that was making trouble in his body.

Tens of thousands of weapons shot together and pierced into the golden dragon's body, and then the golden dragon roared and fell down, disappearing.

"It's all right now, continue to lie down, I want to fill up the hole in your body, otherwise it will be useless if I extend your lifespan for 1 years or 10 years."

Song Ling'er waved her hand to remove the projection, stepped forward and took off Su Qingyun's shirt, and then started to draw ghostly symbols on Su Qingyun's body.

"After the dragon was killed just now, why did his body disappear?"

Su Qingyun still felt that this was too mysterious, and asked worriedly.

After all, it was a one-day dragon, and it was too unreal to be killed so simply by a group of robots.Besides, after Shenlong was killed, there was not even a corpse, which subverted his cognition too much.

"That's just an aura. If it is broken, it will naturally turn into an aura."

Song Linger said impatiently while drawing talismans.

"Is it a breath? It feels like the real thing."

Su Qingyun clicked his tongue, the golden dragon just now clearly existed.

The pain after entering my stomach is so real that I don't want to fake it at all.

But Song Ling'er, who is now possessed by the time machine, said that the thing was a gas.

Sure enough, the world is full of wonders, and sometimes the five senses can still be deceiving.

"If you feel that it is fake, how can you deceive the heaven of your world.

Well, your body is basically fine, now you put that piece of Abi Nushi into the space of the time machine.

With this thing, I can exchange lifespan for you. "

After the time machine finished saying this, Song Ling'er, who was just drawing amulets for Su Qingyun's ghost, rolled her eyes and fell to the ground. "I'll go, why did she fall ill again?"

Seeing Song Linger fall without warning, Su Qingyun became a little nervous.

Song Linger's life was paid for by spending his whole life, and he didn't want Song Linger to be hurt again.

"It's okay, just now I had to borrow his body to imitate the immortal cultivation method in your civilization legend to stabilize your lifeline.

Now I let go of her control, she is just a little weak, and she will be fine in a while.

Hurry up and put Abi Nushi in the space of the time machine, otherwise the efforts just now will be in vain. "The voice of the time machine itself has returned to the space of the time machine, shouting anxiously.

"Oh, for you."

Regarding his own life, Su Qingyun didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly threw the football-sized Abi Nushi that Song Yin put on the table into the space of the time machine.

With such a big stone, Song Ling'er carried it here from the Song family's mansion, it was really difficult for her.

After all, she has just woken up from a coma, and the fragrance poison in her body has not been completely eliminated.

"Phew, with this Abi Rage Stone as the price, even if the god of your civilization wants you to die, you won't be able to die."

Inside the space of the time machine, the main body of the time machine excitedly held the Abi Nu stone thrown in by Su Qingyun in his hand and said.

"Wait, why do I feel that what you are saying now, I feel a little incomprehensible.

What is the way of heaven of our civilization, the god of our civilization, and what is this stone used for? Can you tell me about it? "

Su Qingyun frowned and asked, before he always thought that the time machine was a high-tech product, the crystallization of powerful technology.

But since traveling to 300 years ago, the time machine seems to have changed its system.

First, he got out the Shennong Jing in the Chinese legend, and then drew a little golden dragon from the bodhi root coiled by the Lord Long Live.