Picked up cute pets are too sweet

Chapter 1557 I already made a contract with you

"Mine." Linger said.

There was a trace of surprise in the dragon's eyes, which was fleeting, and Ling'er noticed it even in his hand.

Ling'er has been staring at the utensil in her hand, since she has been "dreaming" for so long, she has finally obtained what it is, and now she can take a closer look at what it looks like.

The weapon in her hand is a bit strange, but it’s not that strange compared to other weapons. It just can’t tell what it is. It can stab, chop, swing, and stroke. Knife, in fact, there were many strange-looking ones in the magma at that time, so she didn't think it was strange for the one in her hand.

She wanted to bring a few more utensils, but... Ling'er glanced at the dragon, and saw that the dragon was also staring at her.

"Greed is not enough to swallow an elephant."

Ling'er smiled, "Since I took it all down, why can't I take it." She raised the weapon again and showed it, "What the hell is this?"

"What do you think it is?"

"What?" Ling'er looked at the utensil in her hand, and didn't turn around after listening to the words, "You say what I think it is?"

"Come here." Long didn't bother to explain to Ling'er.

Ling'er stepped forward.

The dragon raised his body, stretched out his claws and pressed on the utensil, the utensil emitted white light, and then the white light intersected with the red light, showing a very beautiful color, the silver on the utensil was entangled slowly by the intersecting light. When it faded, a transparent ice-like container appeared, and the light on the container did not disperse.

Ling'er looked at it in surprise, but she didn't expect such a change. She looked at Long, "What did you do?"

"You did it, not me." The dragon withdrew its paws and put its body under it again, talking listlessly, as if it wasted its tongue by saying one more word to someone, "It regards you as the master, you and it contract, it reveals itself."

Ling'er understood what she said, but said: "When did it recognize me? When did I make a contract with it?" Linger did not remember this time.

Long raised his eyelids and looked at Ling'er, as if it was a waste of wink for her to remove the weapon.

Ling'er didn't care, and asked for advice seriously.

"It has already been stained with your blood. At that time, it recognized you and made a contract with you. I really don't know how such a weapon can be mistaken." Long said with disgust.

Ling'er thought about it, when she touched the weapon, she thought the long whip had loosened, and she pressed her hand to the rock wall, bloody and bloody, and she went to touch the weapon at that time. Already contracted.

"It doesn't matter to anyone. It will only make a contract with you if it recognizes it. If it is stained with other blood, it won't admit it, and there is nothing it can do." Long said, "It really missed its point."

Ling'er consciously ignored the extra words behind the dragon. She looked at the crystal clear utensil in her hand, it was really beautiful, like holding a piece of ice in her hand, the utensil made of ice, when she looked carefully, she could still see a trace of red floating on the utensil. There was a pattern on the handle of the utensil. She touched the pattern with her hand, and the pattern was a little warm. The pattern on it was like two red intersecting lines, but it was a bit different, it looked a bit like, like...

"That's Phoenix." Long finally couldn't help sighing.

"Phoenix?" Ling'er touched the pattern, and she was surprised by how she looked at it, "Why is there a phoenix on it?"

(End of this chapter)