Repair a ring
As a big devil who slaughtered 100,000 people to create a devil's cave, you will help her repair the ring to be called a ghost!
Lu Jiuque gritted his teeth: "I don't believe it!"
Di Shifang: "..."
Could it be that you did something good once, only to be rejected by others...
This little servant is so abominable that it makes people’s teeth itch!
Di Shifang lifted Lu Jiuque's body up so that her toes were off the ground and her whole body was leaning on him. Then he put his lips to her ear and said with gloomy eyes: "Don't believe it? See for yourself."
His breath mixed with the breath of ice and snow fell on her ears, like a feather sweeping over her. The light and soft feeling made Lu Jiuque go into a state of stiffness again.
Di Shifang raised his eyebrows in surprise. It seemed that the young servant's ears were very sensitive.
The evil spirit brought his lips closer, Di Shifang narrowed his eyes and said: "The quality of this ring was not bad at first, but it was only after it was severely damaged and lost its spiritual energy that it turned into a third-level spiritual weapon. , you’ll know when it’s repaired.”
Lu Jiuque watched the Shenyin Ring being continuously burned in the silver fire, and felt that his heart was also placed on the ring, enduring the burning together.
While she wanted the big devil to repair her master's ring, she also wanted him to get away because she was ticklish! !
Seeing Lu Jiuque's small ears getting more and more rosy, as if they were congested, that feeling like a cat scratching slowly crept into Di Shifang's heart.
Well, I feel itchy and want to take another bite.
Just when Di Shifang was about to make his move, a strong wave came, and the ring emitted a dazzling light in the flames.
Lu Jiuque was overjoyed and was about to pounce on the ring, but someone carried it back.
"Is this ring so important to you? Do you really want to be burned into ashes?" Di Shifang's eyes were extremely cold, filled with gloomy anger.
Lu Jiuque shrank his neck and said weakly: "...I'm sorry..."
Di Shifang was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses.
What are you doing, what are you arguing with a little servant
Damn, he was getting more and more out of character.
After the waves and vibrations passed, Di Shifang put away the flames with his bare hands, moved his fingertips flexibly, and added three formation patterns to the ring.
"Zhengzhengzheng—"
The moment the weapon was completed, Di Shifang opened his palm, put the ring in his hand, grabbed Lu Jiuque's hand and put it on.
When the ring crossed the overly slender fingertip and then automatically tightened, tightly covering the finger, Di Shifang squinted slightly and suddenly felt that the ring was a bit annoying.
He should have burned the ring with fire just now, and at worst, he could refine another one and give it to the servant.
Carrying this thing in the hands of her servant really lost his identity.
Tsk, forget it.
Otherwise, this guy would look like he was about to cry again, which would make his eyes hurt.
Lu Jiuque watched Di Shifang put on the ring for her. This scene actually had a solemn atmosphere, which made her feel inexplicably nervous. She quickly pulled her hand back and stammered: "Thank you... thank you..."
Di Shifang looked away and said calmly: "Now even a ninth-level star soul master can't see through your strength, but people above the ninth level can, because you are too weak, so you can take care of yourself."
Lu Jiuque was stunned when he heard this!
What did he... say? !
Nine... A ninth-level star soul master
Damn, isn't this already a legendary existence and level? Is there any existence more terrifying than a ninth-level star soul master? !