I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

After all, the second time she mustered up the courage to follow someone had already made her uneasy to the extreme - thinking about how the once notorious demon girl of Baiyou Sect would become like this today, even she herself couldn't help thinking about it. I can only feel extremely incredible.

In addition, there were so many masters from Donghuang Continent who were constantly launching suicidal attacks on them, many of whom had higher cultivation levels than her. It would be a lie to say that she wasn't nervous and apprehensive.

Fortunately, Yan Wuyou discovered it quickly...

"It seems like these people are really just committing suicide."

After confirming this, the girl's mood relaxed a lot, and she had a lot of leisure time to watch the interaction between the man Yuan and the battle puppet in the picture shown by Qi Fengxia.

Let me emphasize again, although he looks petite, has a cute appearance, and has an amazing figure, Battle Puppet Crazy No. 1 is indeed male in the setting given by Feng Xia...

This is really a dilemma.

"Can't this puppet talk?"

Yan Wuyou quickly noticed something: "Since just now, he has been talking alone, and the puppet has not replied to him at all."

"You bastards! How dare you come to offend Donghuang!"

A person with magical powers at the peak of the Dharma Realm came to kill him. Feng Xia flicked his fingers and directly ejected this person for unknown distances: "Go and tell that old pangolin that Mr. Feng is here to take his life today!"

"Oh, by the way, this puppet's character is taciturn and seldom speaks - that's how it should be based on the setting."

"What's the truth?"

"I asked the True God Jingqian to shut up and stop talking nonsense."

"What if I need to talk?"

“To prevent that from happening, I also added an additional layer of language filtering.”

Feng Xia raised his hand and snapped his fingers. In the reflected picture, the battle puppet, who had remained silent in the face of Yuan's chatter, suddenly opened his mouth and heard a very pleasant female voice.

At the same time, that was also its first sentence after its birth:

"I don't want it..."

"???" Jing Qian's face was confused.

"Wait, what did it say?!" The three women were immediately surprised.

"Let me take a look. There should be a backup archive. I'll just play it for you."

Feng Xia moved her fingers, and then, a strong male voice shouted angrily in the ears of the four of them:

“Rolling, rolling, rolling—”

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Chapter 0674

“Rolling, rolling, rolling—”

On one side was an angry shout.

On the other hand, there is a gentle and gentle rejection.

When two voices exploded in his ears at the same time, Yan Wuyou covered his chest and opened his mouth unconsciously, his expression changing continuously. It took him a long time to squeeze out two words: "Ah this."

It is true that on some level, these two sentences mean the same thing.

But in terms of senses, there is really a huge difference!

The former was the angry roar of a true god, while the latter turned into the helpless refusal of a weak woman.

"I don't know if this guy is a human, but you are really not a human..."

After staring at Feng Xia's face motionlessly for a long time, Yan Wuyou muttered softly.

This was the first time she knew that such an operation existed!

In fact, for the first time, she felt great compassion for a god in her heart!

"With what this guy has done, it would be too easy to kill him directly."

Feng Xia shook his head calmly. Of course, he couldn't say much about traveling through time and space and returning to seven hundred years ago, but that didn't mean that he had forgotten everything Jing Qian had done.

It can be said that if Jing Qian hadn't taken action at the last moment, perhaps the outcome of the war seven hundred years ago would have tipped to the side of the Xuan Alliance.

"It's a pity that only by mobilizing the power of Long Street at that time could we hope to block Jing Qian's attack. However, I would also return to modern times and could no longer interfere with the development of that era..."

Every time he recalled the situation at that time, Feng Xia could only let out a long sigh.

After returning to this era, he tried several times but failed to go back seven hundred years ago.

If Jing Qian's chopped-off hand hadn't followed him seven hundred years later, Feng Xia would have even doubted whether his seven-hundred-year journey against the current was just a dream?

"He will live in this era, live here, and use his own power to pay for all the sins he has done...!"

"Ah this."

Yan Wuyou thought for a long time and didn't know what to say.

So she had to repeat it again.

"You...you can talk?"

In the picture, the middle-aged man Yuan was also startled.

Originally, he was just expressing his emotions, but the battle puppet suddenly responded, which was naturally beyond his expectation.

Jing Qian nodded gently: "Yeah." What nonsense are you talking about!

"Can talk! That's great! It's really great!"

After receiving an affirmative answer, the man was stunned at first, and then suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had fallen into unprecedented joy. His laughter shook the forest, and he even gradually burst into tears.

The man seemed to be crying with joy: "That's great...that's great...it turns out I'm not alone..."

"Yeah." You're not a fucking human being, how can you still be a dog? !

"In this case, maybe it was fate that allowed me to meet you. During this time, I was able to meet a partner like you. Even if I die, I will have no regrets!"

"..."

Jing Qian opened his rosy mouth slightly.

This kind of conversation, which can be called cross-server chat, gave him a strong feeling of powerlessness against Niu Tanqin.

No, this guy is worse than a cow, okay?

"To think that I, the great true god, have fallen to this level. If one day, I can find my true self..."

Faced with such a weird scene, even with Jing Qian's perspective, he is only filled with a sense of absurdity.

After "coping" with Yuan's conversation one after another, another question emerged in Jing Qian's mind——

What tricks did Feng Xia know about him?

It stands to reason that Feng Xia has not restricted his spiritual consciousness. He can easily sense the location of the deity with just a thought. But now, he has gained a certain degree of freedom of movement, but he still has not noticed the location of the deity!

In his mind, this was simply impossible.

unless……

This deity is dead!

"That kind of thing is impossible."

Jing Qian shook his head and quickly denied this idea.

How powerful is he?

It just hit a wall once with Feng Xia.

At other times, it can be said that he has a high status and can be said to be respected by all races!

Not to mention who dared to attack his true self after eating the courage of a dragon and a phoenix. Even if he really chose to go to war, looking at Xuanyuan and even the surrounding world, except for the one three thousand years ago, who else has that Do you have the strength to attack him?

"It's better to find a way to deal with this person first."

"I thought it would be more or less relaxing after leaving that star pole."

"Why do you seem more annoyed now?"

After getting out of his fuzzy state for a moment, Jing Qian suddenly heard Yuan's chattering again.

This middle-aged man who was extremely arrogant before seems to have finally found someone to talk to, and his chat box is completely open. He often says a dozen sentences before Jing Qian can symbolically interrupt the conversation. Two words.

Even so, he still enjoyed it.

"I have no father and no mother."

"So actually, I don't have a last name."

"I gave myself a name called Source, which means I am my origin."

"In some ways, I think you are very similar to me..."

Jing Qian was slightly startled when he heard this.

Isn't this guy the ancestor of the Mo family? Why did he suddenly change and lose his parents?

"This man obviously means something in his words..."

At the edge of the Donghuang Continent, Feng Xia's footsteps paused slightly. Listening to the words of the middle-aged man in the picture, his eyes flashed imperceptibly: "I don't have a father or a mother. I don't have a surname. I am my own." origin?"

You know, although it was confirmed that the middle-aged man had a big problem, this guy's bloodline was also verified.