When Feng Qiyue heard this, she was immediately startled, her hands loosened, and the fat little fox fell to the ground.

"Mummy, it hurts!" The little fox who was thrown said pitifully.

"Uh..." Feng Qiyue apologized, but she didn't dare to pick up the little fox. Otherwise, she was afraid that her Ninth Prince would be jealous, okay?

Seeing this, Mo Qianyi picked up the little fox who was still pretending to be pitiful and put it directly into Feng Qiyue's arms, "Our child is ready!"

Feng Qiyue was a little nervous. She didn't know what medicine her Ninth Prince had taken wrong. Otherwise, why was he so abnormal?

In fact, a certain bracelet signed a contract with Feng Qiyue on its own initiative the moment it was successfully refined. However, the master's weapon spirit actually absorbed Mo Qianyi's blood. This made Feng Qiyue hundreds of

I can't figure it out.

Can one weapon recognize two owners?

Never heard of it?

If that's the case, it doesn't seem that reliable to identify the owner of this weapon, right?

So, what is going on?

Seeing Feng Qiyue's thoughts, Mo Qianyi smiled and asked, "Want to know why he can absorb my blood?"

"I'm just a little curious." Feng Qiyue said honestly.

"Little Fatty, please explain yourself!" Mo Qianyi said.

"Mama, you are my great master, my master, but I have also absorbed Daddy's blood, which means that Daddy will be connected with part of my mind. Especially when you are in danger, Daddy can pass through

The induction between him and me quickly locks your position, so that we can rush over to save you in time." Little Fatty Fox explained.

"I see." Feng Qiyue understood, and then couldn't help but ask: "Then, can all weapons and equipment be like this?"

"Of course it's not possible. To be able to do this, several conditions must be met. First, it must be freshly refined. Secondly, there must be a weapon spirit produced. Thirdly, it must be a growable weapon spirit. Fourthly, it must be a weapon spirit.

Voluntary, these conditions are indispensable, otherwise, it will not be possible." Little Fatty Fox continued to explain.

"No wonder I've never heard of such a situation?" Feng Qiyue suddenly realized.

"Because growable weapon spirits are very rare, so, Mom, you are so lucky to have refined such a precious weapon like me." The little fat fox said in a proud voice.

Feng Qiyue: "..." This little fox...

"Who said it's rare? I am the same!" Just when the little chubby boy was getting angry, there was another angry voice outside the door.

Then, the Miyun Fantasy Spirit rushed in and glared at the fat fox in Feng Qiyue's arms, as if looking at the enemy who killed his father.

"Where did you come from?" the little fat fox asked innocently.

"Damn it! You are on my territory now, and you actually ask me where I came from?" the Miyun Fantasy Spirit roared, with a rather unkind tone.

"You're not as powerful as me!" The little chubby fox glanced at the Miyun Fantasy Elf and made an instant conclusion.

The Miyun Fantasy Elf's face looked a little ugly, "I'm not an offensive weapon, and of course it's not as powerful as you. However, I have an independent space, and I have talents and treasures. Do you have these?"

"I have Mom, do you?" Little Fatty Fox knew his own shortcomings, so he simply pushed Feng Qiyue out.
Chapter completed!