Chapter 5197

Qi Ling, Gu Fenghua just understood: Gui Jiao worked so hard, it turned out that he had a crush on the ghost of the red blood mastiff. Its eyesight is good. After the blood variation, the spirit of the monster is often more powerful and more suitable for refining into a spirit. Although the red blood mastiff in front of him has lost all his intelligence, he is still much more powerful than ordinary monsters. What's more, it only needs spirituality, but it doesn't need intelligence. The red blood mastiff in front of us can't be better used to refine the spirit.

But did she say she needed an instrument? I don't think so.

"No, I don't have any magic weapon to refine and I don't need any spirit." Gu Fenghua looks at Chu Qingxuan, who is crying bitterly, and says to Gui Jiao.

With her powerful strength, she can refine the most extreme magic weapon. In the eyes of others, this kind of magic weapon can even be called an artifact. However, it was because of her strength that the so-called artifact did not help her much. Even with the spirit of the artifact, it was still far from the legendary artifact. For her, it was better than nothing, so Gu Fenghua didn't bother to work hard.

Since she doesn't want to refine magic weapons, why don't she give Chu Qingxuan a chance.

Hearing Gu Fenghua's words, Chu Qingxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to thank her. However, she was too sad to cry, but she couldn't say much. She could only look at her with a grateful face.

"I don't need it for the time being. There will always be a time when I need it. Otherwise, I'll turn it off for thousands of years and release it when I can use it." GUI Jiao exhorted with painstaking care, and his expression was still excited.

Gu Fenghua's forehead brush out a layer of cold sweat: make for a long time, this guy hit is this idea. He himself was imprisoned for thousands of years by the eight wasteland town demon map. He couldn't figure it out, so he wanted to find another monster to destroy his body and lock the demon soul for thousands of years, so as to seek psychological balance and consolation.

As like as two peas, I can't make others feel better. I can't make anyone feel better than I am. It seems that she guessed right, this guy's fate is too rough, and his psychology is beginning to be distorted.

"No, let it go." Gu Fenghua said.

"It's a pity, sir. Look at the claws and the teeth. It's hard to find such a monster. It's a pity to let it go." Ghost Jiao did not give up, pointing to the red blood mastiff, like cattle dealers to sell up.

Not far away, the red blooded mastiff, who has gradually regained his intelligence, has a sad face: he was born of the same root, he was too anxious to fry with each other, he was a monster, why did he make trouble for the monster?

"Too ugly." Gu Fenghua said.

It can be seen that Guijiao spent a lot of effort to subdue the red blood mastiff, and he was not willing to let it go easily. Whether it's bad taste or not, it's for its own sake. It can't be too cold hearted. Gu Fenghua can only find a reason casually.

"Too ugly?" GUI Jiao looks at Gu Fenghua suspiciously. I remember when I wanted to turn it into a spirit, Gu Fenghua didn't despise its ugliness? And so on, since you don't dislike yourself, it doesn't mean that in the eyes of adults, your appearance is much better than the red blood mastiff.

After thinking about it, GUI Jiao suddenly got excited.

They were originally the descendants of the dragon people, but because their other half was too humble and ugly, they were abandoned by the dragon people and exiled in the swamp abyss. Although the Guijiao people pretended to be resentful on the surface, they could not avoid inferiority in their heart. There was no exception for them. They always regarded themselves as the descendants of the dragon people and just wanted to hide their inferiority.