Kill the heroine at the beginning, and the little apprentice sister will take away the luck

Leng Fuguang picked up Bloodthirsty and examined him over and over again.

Then he put Bloodthirst back on the ground.

“It looks like it was transformed from the spirit of a spirit beast, but I can’t confirm if it’s Fuzhu.

It is extremely painful for a spirit beast to have its soul refined into an instrument spirit.

It has been refined into its current state, and its original appearance is completely unrecognizable. I'm afraid it has undergone more than one refining process.

It's normal that he can't get this magic sword back.

He is not the spirit of this magic sword."

Leng Fuguang looked at the magic knife on the table.

He recognized this magic sword and naturally knew that this magic sword was once the magic weapon of the Demon Lord of the Upper Demon Realm.

The spirit of the weapon had been killed long ago.

It is for this reason that the power of this magic sword is not as strong as before and it was abandoned by the Demon Lord.

Although Bloodthirstiness had been refined into a weapon spirit and existed within this demonic sword, it was forced in.

Later, perhaps because it was really incompatible with the magic sword, it was easily peeled off and became what it is now.

What Bloodthirsty thought was that his memories of being the spirit of the Demon Sword and accompanying the Master of the Demon Sword in battle were just inheritances from the Demon Sword.

Bloodthirsty was stunned by what he heard and didn't even bother to eat the Spirit Beast Pill.

After Leng Fuguang finished speaking, the dark group showed an expression as if the sky had fallen.

"I'm not the spirit of the magic sword?

How could I not be a weapon spirit!?"

Xuexue couldn't accept it. He wanted to drill into the magic knife, but still couldn't get in.

After trying a few times, I had to accept the truth.

He curled himself up under the table and looked at Leng Zhuxin pitifully.

"I'm not a weapon spirit anymore, do you still want me? Will you still give me spirit beast pills to eat?"

Leng Zhuxin didn't care whether he was a spirit weapon or not, and put the magic knife back into the space.

Holding a bottle of spirit beast pill, he said to Bloodthirsty, "Take it. I'll take you to find Guishui later."

Leng Fuguang couldn't be sure whether Xixue was Fuzhu. To confirm Xixue's identity, he might have to go to Guishui.

……

It’s not late yet.

Leng Zhuxin was just about to take Xixue to find Guishui when Guishui came to her first.

Guishui knocked on the door outside the yard very politely, and waited for Leng Zhuxin to let him in before he walked through the gate that was not closed and entered the yard.

The room still stank of bloodthirsty air.

Guishui twitched his nose and trotted to Leng Zhuxin.

"It really smells like Fuzhu! I'm not mistaken!"

Guishui excitedly circled around Leng Zhuxin, as if he wanted to find Xixue.

A pair of antlers emerged from the top of his head, pink and blue, looking very nice.

Leng Zhuxin was planning to ask him about Xueshi, so she closed the door and called Xueshi out.

As soon as Xiexue came out and saw Guishui, he hid himself behind Leng Zhuxin.

But the dark energy on his body cannot be hidden.

Guishui looked at the dark bloodthirst and moved forward.

Confirm the breath of Bloodthirsty again.

It’s Fu Zhu’s, right? But Fu Zhu’s soul is blue, not black.

"Could this Fu Zhu have been possessed by a demon during his lifetime?"

Guishui pointed at Xuexue with a puzzled look on his face and asked.

He had never seen black before, and could not see the original form of the souls.

Even the souls of the Fuzhu who turned into weapon spirits were not as bloodthirsty.

Leng Zhuxin shook her head and pulled out the bloodthirsty figure hiding behind her, “I don’t know either.

He and I have a connection. I fell into the demon world before, and he saved me once by accident. He has stayed with me ever since.

Before, I only found out that he liked to eat spirit beast pills, and never thought that his true form was Fu Zhu.

It was only after you told me today that I had this guess.

I was thinking of looking for you later, and here you are.

Can we really be sure that he is Fu Zhu based on his breath alone?

Could it be something else that made him be infected with Fu Zhu's scent?

Or maybe someone used something from Fu Zhu when refining a spirit weapon?"

Leng Zhuxin asked Guishui.

Guishui also suspected that he had made a mistake, so he moved closer and reached out to grab the bloodthirsty.

Xuexue didn't move, allowing Guishui to catch him.