In order to prove the power of this knife, Qin Mo casually glanced at the room with the ice knife.
With a thought in his mind, he wanted the ice knife to attack the teapot on the table.
ah! I rely on!
Qin Mo shook his hand in pain and threw the knife away.
The teapot was not in any condition, and my hand was cut with a knife.
what's the situation?
Qin Mo was puzzled, but suddenly felt Xiao Dao's smile in his mind.
"Little brother, you want to use me before you sign the blood contract. Are you too impatient?"
so awkward! Qin Mo even forgot about this.
"Then you don't have to chop so hard!" Qin Mo frowned, it really hurt, and it hurt his bones. He quickly took out the life creation ointment and applied it to himself.
The thought of the small knife came:
"Little brother, you can't blame me for this. Blood contracts should be made with good blood. I was afraid that collecting your heart blood would cause great harm to you, so I changed to bone blood. In fact, I am very considerate."
"Then I should still thank you?"
Only then did Qin Mo realize the seriousness of the problem.
Bone and blood!
That means the wound has gone deep into the bone.
This girl is so cruel!
"You're welcome! Please give me your name, Master."
The knife smiled sweetly, disappeared with a swish, and returned to Qin Mo's hand in a blink of an eye, as if it had done nothing.
But the teapot split into two and slowly slid down to the table with a clatter.
However, the water in the teapot did not flow out, but turned into smooth and flat ice cubes.
Qin Mo waved and took the teapot into his hand.
sharp! How on earth is it done? Porcelain is fragile, how can it be as easy as cutting tofu?
Xiaodao¡¯s spiritual thoughts came:
"It's very simple. Cut it while freezing. Once frozen, it won't be fragile."
"I don't believe your nonsense."
Qin Mo was slandering in his heart. Since he was not in a good mood, he just gave the knife a very casual name: Onikiri.
Xiao Dao doesn¡¯t like it very much, but she has no choice. She can¡¯t refuse after signing the blood contract.
"Onikiri, how big can you get? Can you cut a big tree?"
"No problem. I'm good with a knife, and I never have to cut things myself."
Qin Mo was speechless, this guy is quite cool.
"Then how many targets can you attack at the same time?"
"It's up to you. It's your magic power. As long as you're not afraid of being drained, I can chop you as many times as you want."
have to! The wool still comes from the sheep, and in the end it is my wool that is harvested.
Qin Mo feels that this Guiqie is much smarter than Jun Shujian. At least he loves to talk and chokes people.
Just listen to Onikiri say again: "Although I am powerful, but you should not think too much about me. I can only process and concentrate your magic power, and then emit it in another form, with a high utilization rate." Just a few. You still need to be strong to strike iron. If you want me to exert greater power, you need to work harder."
Qin Mo blinked, he was actually taught a lesson.
Should he know who the real boss is?
Qin Mo took out Jun Shujian directly.
"old**!"
Onikiri shrank into Qin Mo's sleeve with a swish sound, as if he was very scared.
Qin Mo was a little confused.
what happened? Why did Jun Shujian become an old woman?
At this time, Jun Shu Sword Spirit, who had never really spoken to Qin Mo, spoke.
"Hey~! It turns out to be a little girl. She's stunted and too thin!"
After saying this, he stopped talking.
Qin Mo suddenly understood that this weapon spirit was not stupid, but was too old and indifferent to others. Even though he had signed a blood contract with him, he still didn't agree with it.
This guy is even more awesome!
My own cultivation level is already considered to be unparalleled among my peers, but in their eyes, it is simply not good enough.
You actually look down on me? !
Qin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and took out the Immortal Killing Sword directly.
As a result, this coward made a grand appearance, and then withered away in the next second, turning into bits of black energy that rushed into Qin Mo's body.
Jun Shujian and Onikiri actually said in unison: Rookie!
How embarrassing!
The magic sword that I have always been proud of.
A peerless divine weapon composed of more than 3,000 magic swords is so despised. How can it be so embarrassing?
Onikiri suddenly said: "The design of this sword is quite creative, but the quality is a bit low, with too many impurities, not enough tempering, and the soul is too scattered. Who refined this magical weapon? It is a waste of natural resources!"
Jun Shujian also said slowly: "Since it is a magic weapon, it should be pure. This sword contains both demonic energy and evil spirits, as well as the breath of lotus fire in the underworld. It's a cross-breed! No wonder it is such a waste."
The two of them were so frightened that they dared not show their heads.
Qin Mo was annoyed, but also curious about what treasure they were interested in. So, he took out the Dark Demon Blood Emperor Cauldron.
As soon as the cauldron came out, Onikiri sighed and stopped talking.
Jun Shujian was glowing all over and seemed a little excited.
Then, with a whoosh, it was inserted into the Dark Demon Blood Emperor Cauldron.
Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, and before he could realize what was going on, he realized that the Dark Demon Blood Emperor Cauldron was gradually lengthening and turned into a scabbard at a speed visible to the naked eye.
I rely on it! What's going on?
"Adulterer**!"
Onikiri quenched her saliva and cursed fiercely, as if the situation in front of her stained her eyes.
Qin Mo hurriedly pulled out the Junshu sword. A wave of heat suddenly hit him. The entire sword body turned red and was a bit hot to the touch.
Qin Mo was very worried about Jun Shujian¡¯s safety, so he asked:
"Are you OK?"
"It's great! Boss, please give me this scabbard."
Qin Mo quickly shook his head, "That won't work, I still keep it for use."
"Dirty!"
Onikiri cursed again.
Qin Mo was angry, "Are you sick? I use it for practicing. Also, this is a cauldron, not a scabbard!"
But Jun Shujian begged Qin Mo:
"Let's use it interchangeably? They and I complement each other's yin and yang, which is good for both of us. Why do you need to beat up the mandarin ducks?"
Qin Mo snorted coldly, "Go away. You want to ask for a reward before you have accomplished anything? From now on, it will be based on your merit."
With that said, Qin Mo took out the Immortal Killing Sword and inserted it directly into the scabbard.
He thought to himself, Jun Shujian is already strong enough, the benefits cannot just be taken by his family, right? We also need to train new people well.
Something happened.
The Immortal Sword was tossed in the scabbard for a while and then stopped moving.
Jun Shujian was silent for a while and said:
¡°Boss, you don¡¯t want to see ¡®Yipiao¡¯ so much?¡±
"What do you mean?" Qin Mo didn't understand. He felt that the name "Yi Lao" was a bit unfamiliar.
Jun Shujian said: "He is already very pitiful, and you still want to let so many evil spirits seize his soul. Now the remaining will to make a sword has been completely disintegrated, and now he is just a dead thing."
Qin Mo was startled and quickly pulled out the Immortal Killing Sword. As a result, it was sadly discovered that there was only an empty shell left in the Immortal Slaying Sword, and not one of the three thousand Soul Demons was left. They were all sucked into the Dark Demon Blood Emperor Cauldron, and the sword had completely turned into waste.
Qin Mo is stupid, how could this happen?
Jun Shujian said: "It's not a bad thing. This sword is much purer now. Although it is equivalent to losing the weapon spirit, the grade of this sword has been reduced by one level, but the material is much purer, no less It¡¯s your Huangyu. It¡¯s no problem to find a new sword soul and inject it into it in the future.¡±
Qin Mo was about to cry but had no tears. A good sword was actually destroyed by himself.
Onikiri suddenly said: "Master, don't worry, don't you have the Earth Core Ice Lotus Fire? You can inject it into it. As long as you inject enough Earth Core Ice Lotus Fire, you can automatically generate the weapon spirit. Then you just need to cultivate it well and become A good sword spirit is still enough."
Qin Mo nodded stupidly.
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