The peasant daughter of the rebirth space

Chapter 90
Xuanbing thought for a while and thought: "Master, these life cards are intact to prove that they are still alive. This beast speculates that these should be the life cards of the shadow guard mentioned by the master. Inheriting the memory tells me that the undead old man is for love." The disciples trained an undead soldier and signed a contract with the life card, and that undead soldier was named the God Shadow Guard, why don't the master drop blood into the life card to try."

Mu Ziyan was a little surprised, is there really an immortal weapon in this world?If it really existed, the world would not be a mess.

Mu Ziyan murmured: "Xuan Bing, is it true that the Immortal Soldiers cannot die?"

Xuan Bing gave Mu Ziyan a white look: "Master, you are overthinking. Although I have never seen an immortal soldier, how can there be immortality in a mortal body, not to mention that immortals will die unless they are puppets, but obviously they No, puppets don’t have life cards.”

Mu Ziyan was surprised. She had seen "puppets" in the palace library. There are many levels of puppets. If you want to humanize the puppets, you need a god-level blacksmith to forge them.

Mu Ziyan withdrew her thoughts and looked at the densely packed life cards, feeling a little densely phobic.

He turned his head and glanced at Xuanbing, then at the densely packed life cards, blinked, then looked at Baicao and Baihu, turned his head and looked at the sky speechlessly.

Seeing Mu Ziyan's series of expressions, the three were a little confused.

The white fox stepped forward and said, "Master, you can contract me by the way later."

Mu Ziyan lowered her head and rolled her eyes at the white fox, thinking: This fox ate her seven-heart lotus, and now it will spit out people's words, so it's cheap, if you don't punish it, what should you do if you feel upset? So Mu Ziyan raised a weird smile, and uttered a word that was irrelevant.

"Baihu, let me give you a name. What should you call it? Xiao Hei, Xiao Bai, Xiao Hua, Xiao Huang, you choose one. I think Xiao Hua is pretty good."

The three listened to Mu Ziyan's irrelevant words, and their faces were stunned. When the three heard the last, Xuan Bing and his wife couldn't help laughing out loud. The white fox glanced at Mu Ziyan sadly, Go to the corner and draw circles.

Mu Ziyan shrugged, ignoring the white fox's sad eyes, and said, "Choose quickly, or I will help you choose."

The white fox said twice: "Master, can you give me a name that is more domineering than Xuanbing? Well, Xiaohua, Xiaobai, and Xiaohei are names for puppies. How can they be worthy of it?" I look brave and mighty."

Baicao smiled and added insult to injury: "White Fox, the master's names are all pretty good, so hurry up and pick one. What do you look like? It doesn't look like a wise man at all."

After Baicao finished talking, the white fox suddenly laughed and said: "Master, there are four little milk tigers in Xuanbing's family, and they don't have names. The name chosen by the master is naturally the best, and it happens to be the right number. These names are given to the four little milk tigers."

Now it's Xuanbing and Baicao's turn to be restless, they don't want their baby to be called Xiaobai, Xiaohei.

A golden light flashed in Mu Ziyan's eyes, and she followed Baihu's words and nodded seriously: "It makes sense, those few do look like little milk dogs, and they are all about the same in length, give them a simple and easy-to-remember The name is easy to pronounce, then I am thinking of a name for you, White Fox, what should I call it?"

Mu Ziyan murmured, while Xuan Bing and Baicao looked at each other and fainted. The white fox was also tremblingly waiting for his name to come.

"Ah, I've made up my mind."

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