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“Looking at how stupid you are, how can you make such a good Lingxiu wine?”
The voice was not good.
After the martial soul and the owner have a blood contract, they can communicate with their spiritual consciousness.
Its soul pill was taken away, and its cultivation was almost destroyed, and it was difficult to even speak.
However, communication of spiritual consciousness is very convenient.
The other party’s thoughts are clear at a glance.
This is all somewhat similar to that of the Spirit Master.
“Lingxiu Wine? Are you talking about deer blood wine? That was not made by me, it was given to me by my friend.”
Lu Yuan looked puzzled.
He didn’t say that the wine was made by himself.
“!!!”
“The kitten” was petrified directly.
“Where is the jerky meat? Didn’t you make it?”
The voice was filled with horror. “Yes, it was also fabricated by my little friend Xin Lin. She is a very powerful spiritual master.”
Lu Yuan said proudly.
“I…”
The “little cat” who had already recovered some strength shook his body a few times.
Plop—it could no longer withstand the blow and fell head-on to the ground.
“Hey? Little cat, what’s wrong with you?”
Lu Yuan said worriedly and hurriedly picked up the kitten.
“I’m so blind… I actually made a contract with you for martial soul.”
“Little Cat” really cried this time.
It was so irritable that it was so stupid that it cried.
Contracted Martial Soul?
What is that?
Lu Yuan looked confused.
“That is, I will sign a contract with you for a limited time. During this contract time, I will serve as your martial soul to accompany you to practice and fight against the enemy with you. But when the time comes, I will leave.”