Jun Wuxian had no choice but to give up, if the words on the Flower Ring had similar meanings, then they would most likely bring more effect to the Ring.

It's just a pity that now they don't know anything about the meaning of these words, so they can't use them at all.

Is it very likely that the powerful power of zài will slip away from the eyes like this?

Jun Wuxian narrowed his eyes and suddenly looked at Fan Zhuo.

"Teach me how to refine the vows."

Fan Zhuo was slightly stunned.

"You want to try?"

Jun Wuxian nodded.

Fan Zhuo sighed and said, "If you have this interest, when you come back from the end of the world, I will teach you, okay?" ”

"Okay."

After reaching an agreement with Fan Zhuo, Jun Wuxian didn't say much, but sat aside, staring at the words he had written, and examined them carefully.

Van Zhuo, on the other hand, continued to build the Ringring for others.

The day passed, the night covered the earth, Qiao Chu and Mu Qianfan, who returned with a full load, came back with a few large bags of things, and after putting the things away, Qiao Chu couldn't wait to see Fan Zhuo and watch the process of building the ring of the ring.

The time to refine the Ring of the Ring is particularly long, and one day is definitely not enough time to build it for everyone.

Jun Wuxian saw the whole process of Fan Zhuo's creation of the Ring Spirit Ring, and the rest needed to be slowly pondered by herself before she could absorb it.

Back in the room, Jun Wuxian sat down at the table, the little black cat lay on the table and looked at his master's contemplative expression, and the Baa Lord, who had eaten and drunk enough, was holding the four little hooves crossed, holding them on the bed, and fell asleep violently.

"Is it the whole article, or is it a messy short sentence?" Jun Wuxian frowned slightly, she had just found out how to use the Soul Consolidation Method, but there was no way to go further, which made her a little distressed.

She casually dipped her fingers in some tea, and wrote and drew on the table with the water stains along the memory in her heart.

The black cat lying on the side wagged its tail boringly, it was late at night, Jun Wuxian had no intention of sleeping, but it was already a little sleepy, it shook its body and stood up, the cat's paw took two steps forward, ready to jump off the table.

Then, a fiery touch came from under its soft claws!

Suddenly! A ball of flame enveloped the black cat in an instant!

"Meow !!"

What the heck!!

The raging flames frightened the black cat instantly, and it jumped off the table with a thud, but the flames still surrounded it, and in the scream, it kept jumping up and down, trying to extinguish the inexplicable flames.

Jun Wuxie's eyes widened slightly, looking at the entire black cat that was engulfed in flames.

After a few seconds, the flame suddenly disappeared, and the frightened black cat, in a cold sweat, was holding the curtains tightly, and its sharp claws made tearing marks on the wounds made of linen.

"Meow ......"

What the hell was that? Scared Ben Meow to death!

The black cat immediately jumped down from the curtain and shook its body and rushed into Jun Wuxie's arms, looking frightened.

"What's wrong with you?" Jun Wuxian looked down at the black cat in his arms, and the changes in the black cat made her very surprised.

"I don't know...... Suddenly it caught fire...... "The black cat wants to cry without tears, it just wants to sleep, is it easy?"

Jun Wuxian lifted the black cat and looked through all over its body, finding that there were no signs of burning, and the fur was still as smooth as ever.