The evil king spoils his wife excessively: love concubine, don't make trouble

Chapter 44 Laboratory ([-])
"Spirit of Artifact." Damao replied.

Tool spirit?As soon as Daimao said it, Mo Xiaoyu understood, it turned out that the treasure that Daimao mentioned was a spiritual weapon!
Artifact spirit, like his name, is the soul of a spirit weapon, so it is called a weapon spirit, and the level of a spirit weapon is divided into spirit weapon, phantom weapon, mysterious weapon, immortal weapon, and divine weapon.Only mysterious weapons and above can have weapon spirits, so the fur ball in front of me is at least a mysterious weapon that can make people in the entire continent crazy about it!

Mo Xiaoyu's thoughts went back and forth in her mind, suddenly a gleam flashed in her eyes, she first smiled at Fuqiu, then squatted down, and said, "Little Fuqiu, tell me, how long have you been here?"

Fuqiu blinked her eyes, as cute as she could be, "Wow..."

Mo Xiaoyu held her forehead, and looked at Daimao speechlessly, oh my god, she couldn't understand what the little thing in front of her said, "Wow wow"!
Daimao twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "It said: I have been here since I woke up, and I don't know how many years. I just smelled a good smell on you, so I came out to take a look." But no Thinking of it, I was beaten from the tree by you, a villain!
Damao automatically concealed the latter sentence.

Thinking of Mo Xiaoyu's arm being cut off by the woman because she pulled her sleeve, Daimao felt a chill.

To be honest, it hadn't seen many ferocious women like Mo Xiaoyu, and it really didn't understand where Mo Xiaoyu came from.

But why, not only did it not feel sorry for the woman, but it was also a little excited? !
odor?

After Mo Xiaoyu heard this, she frowned, why didn't she know that there was something nice about her body?

That being the case.

The corner of Mo Xiaoyu's lips curled up, and she chose to make good use of it.

"That little fur ball, would you like to come with me?" She still smiled kindly.

"Wow wow..." Mao Qiu scratched his head in a daze.

Why doesn't it understand the human being in front of it, and said to itself so fiercely just now, why is it so gentle to it now?

Although Maoqiu is a tool spirit, it doesn't have the slightest mind, so it doesn't know about Mo Xiaoyu's sudden change in attitude anyway.

Finally, Mao Qiu nodded uncertainly under Mo Xiaoyu's eager gaze.

"Wow wow..." After the words were finished, Mao Qiu swayed to Mo Xiaoyu, took Mo Xiaoyu's hand, and bit her finger.

"Hiss—" Mo Xiaoyu clearly felt that the blood in her body was draining at a very fast speed.

Mo Xiaoyu's head gradually became dizzy, and then, she quickly pulled away the fur ball that was biting her hand, supported a tree next to her, and covered her head.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in my mind: With my blood, the contract is made!

"Master Yin, Master Yin, are you alright?" the voice of Fuqiu came from his mind.

The corner of Mo Xiaoyu's mouth twitched, is there such a contract?He drank a quarter of her whole body's blood and asked her if she was okay. Does she seem to be okay?

Seeing that Mo Xiaoyu didn't answer, Mao Qiu said again, "Master Yin, your blood smells so good and smells so good." He looked at Mo Xiaoyu pitifully as he spoke.

The corner of Mo Xiaoyu's mouth twitched. It turned out that Maoqiu said her blood smelled good, and she knew that the implication of the guy in front of her was that she wanted to drink her blood again.

"No way!" Mo Xiaoyu said without thinking, she knew her current physical condition, if she let Mao Qiu drink it again, she would definitely not even have the strength to stand up, plus, this body was originally If it is too weak, it is possible to faint.

With a flat mouth, Fuqiu sat down on the ground without saying anything.

(End of this chapter)