Chapter 5197: 5197 Too Ugly
Chapter 5197 5197 is too ugly
Qi Ling, Gu Fenghua came to understand: The ghost is so hard, it turns out that he has taken a fancy to the demon soul of the Scarlet Devil Mastiff. It has good eyesight. Monster beasts after bloodline mutation are often more powerful than ordinary monsters, and they are more suitable for refinement into tool spirits. Although the scarlet blood demon mastiff in front of him is in madness and loss of intelligence, only the monster soul itself is still better than ordinary monsters. The beast is too powerful. Besides, the refining of the spirit of an artifact requires only spirituality, and no intelligence is needed. The Scarlet Blood Demon Mastiff in front of him is indeed a great way to refine the spirit of an artifact.
But, did she ever say that she needs to be smart? It seems not.
"No, I don't have any magic tools for refining for the time being, and I don't need tool spirits." Gu Fenghua looked at Chu Qingxuan, who was crying with tears beside him, and said to Gui Jiao.
With her current powerful strength, she can already refine the most apex magical artifacts. In the eyes of others, such apex magical artifacts can even be called divine artifacts. However, it is precisely because of the strength that such a so-called artifact is not very helpful to her. Even if the spirit of the artifact is added, it is still far from the legendary artifact, and it can only be regarded as a kind of artifact to her. It's better than nothing, so Gu Fenghua didn't bother to spend that time.
Since she has no idea of refining magical artifacts, why not give Chu Qingxuan a chance.
Hearing Gu Fenghua's words, Chu Qingxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to thank him, but she cried too sadly, but choked up and couldn't speak far, so she could only look at her with gratitude.
"I don't need it for the time being. When I need it in the future, I don't want to close it first, and keep it for thousands of years, and let it out when it's ready for use." Gui Jiao persuaded with an expression. Still excited.
A layer of cold sweat appeared on Gu Fenghua’s forehead: After a long time of trouble, this guy made this idea. It has been imprisoned by the magic map in Bahuang Town for thousands of years. I can’t figure it out, so I want to find another monster to destroy its body, and shut it down for thousands of years, in order to seek psychological balance and harmony. Comfort.
This kind of bad ailment that I’m upset and can’t make others get well, and that I get well if others do well is exactly the same as Miss Luo. It seemed that she had guessed right, this guy's fate was too rough, and his psychology began to be distorted and perverted.
"Really don't need it, let it go." Gu Fenghua said.
"It's a pity, my lord, look at this paw, look at this mouth, such a monster is hard to find, it's a pity to let it go." Gui Jiao didn't give up, pointing at the Scarlet Blood Demon Mastiff, like a livestock dealer. Sell it.
Not far away, the Scarlet Demon Mastiff, who has gradually recovered his intelligence, has a desolate face: It was born from the same root, so why is it too anxious to bother with each other? Both are monsters, why bother monsters?
"Too ugly." Gu Fenghua said disgustedly.
It can be seen that the ghost has spent a lot of effort to subdue this scarlet demon mastiff, and he is absolutely unwilling to let it go easily. Regardless of whether it is the evil taste or not, it is still thinking about itself after all, and it must not be too chilling, and Gu Fenghua can only find a reason.
"Too ugly?" Gui Jiao looked at Gu Fenghua suspiciously. Remember when he wanted to make it into a tool spirit, Gu Fenghua didn't think it was ugly? Wait a minute, since you don't dislike yourself, it doesn't mean that in the eyes of adults, your looks are much better than this Scarlet Mastiff.
Thinking about that again, Gui Jiao suddenly became excited.
It was originally from the Dragon Clan, but because the other half of the bloodline was too humble and too ugly, he was rejected by the Dragon Clan in every possible way and exiled in the abyss of the swamp. Although the Ghost Clan pretended to be anguished and unbalanced on the surface, it was inevitable that he felt inferior in his heart. There are no exceptions. They always think of themselves as dragons, and they just want to conceal their inferiority.
(End of this chapter)
