Destiny Little Crazy Concubine

Chapter 1939

This sword that Ling Chu had exhausted all his strength and failed to pull out, Feng Qingyan just casually pinched the hilt and gently pulled it, and it slipped out of the sheath...

That's it... out of the scabbard!

Half of the sword body was exposed, and a cold light flashed...

"Master, senior brother..." Feng Qingyan paused in mid-air with both hands holding the short sword.I couldn't believe the scene in front of me.

"Junior sister's chance." Ling Chu smiled lightly, "See if there is a magic weapon."

"Oh." Feng Qingyan completely pulled out the short sword from the scabbard, held it in her hand, sensed it, and shook her head: "There is no weapon spirit. It's just..."

It's just that strange words were shallowly engraved on the gleaming blade of the sword, winding round and round like a vine, winding upwards from the hilt to the tip of the sword.

Feng Qingyan didn't recognize any of these words, but she knew what they were.These are ancient texts!It is used to draw the inscriptions and formations of the spirit weapon!If Xiao Chenchen is here at this time, he must know what the inscription on it is for!

"It's actually full of inscriptions." Ling Chu was the same as Feng Qingyan, but he knew that these were inscriptions, but he didn't know their purpose.After all, both of them are pharmacists, not weapon smiths, let alone formation masters. "I don't know what level of spiritual weapon it is, try injecting spiritual power."

"Brother, this sword has no spirit." Feng Qingyan reminded.If there is no weapon spirit, the injection of spiritual power should not change anything!

"I know. Try injecting wood-type spiritual power." Ling Chu felt a little strange about not having a weapon spirit.Whether it is able to gather spiritual energy, or it can withstand the burning of the ghost spirit flames of the younger martial sister, this sword is definitely not easy!

However, after Feng Qingyan injected wood-type spiritual power, the dagger did not see any change.After thinking about it, he replaced it with fire-type spiritual power, but there was still no change.

Ling Chu lowered his eyes and pondered, what was wrong.

"Senior brother, why don't I try to contract it?" Although there is no weapon spirit, it is impossible to contract in principle, but since the senior brother is confused, let's try all the possibilities!

"No need." Ling Chu rejected Feng Qingyan's proposal, "It's too risky. We'd better find a craftsman to look at the sword after we go out, and we'll discuss it later."

This sword gave Ling Chu a strange feeling. It was too dangerous for the junior sister to make a contract rashly under such unknown circumstances.It's just a sword, not worth the risk.

"That's fine!" Feng Qingyan looked at the dagger in her hand, and with a flick of her wrist, the dagger returned to its sheath.Perhaps, in a short time, we will be able to see Xiao Chenchen!When the time comes, let him show it to you!

"Put away the sword first." Ling Chu reminded, then his eyes fell on the huge vine, and he sighed pitifully, "It's a pity for this vine!"

Without the spiritual energy gathered by this short sword, it might not be able to survive for long in this dark and waterless underground secret realm.A spiritual plant that had lived for thousands of years already had spiritual wisdom, and it withered and died. Ling Chu couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

And the vines seemed to have a premonition of their own fate, the branches hanging from the heights trembled slightly, as if they were afraid, and they seemed to be mourning for themselves.

Feng Qingyan looked up, her heart moved slightly.After exchanging a few words with Xiao Jiu, he smiled and said, "Brother, I can take it away."

(End of this chapter)