When Wu Zhao saw this, he couldn't help but step forward in distress and wiped her sweat with his sleeve.

This was the first time he had seen his daughter sweat.

So he asked, "When you suppressed those monsters before, you didn't sweat, but now you are braiding a rope and actually sweating, what's going on?"

Luo Xiaoxian shook his head slightly, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Daddy, I have awakened a new ability again!

As she spoke, her little hand pointed to the golden rope on the ground, and she saw that the golden rope was like a golden snake, flying directly towards the black yak.

The next moment, the black yak's neck was directly tied with a golden rope, and it was wrapped around the neck again and again.

The big black cow's body trembled, and he looked at Luo Xiaoxian with a look of wanting to cry without tears.

Luo Xiaoxian Luo Luo chuckled, and with a small gesture of his hand, the golden rope returned to his hand.

Looking at the yak's neck again, Wu Zhao's eyes couldn't help but widen again.

I saw that a layer of ice slag appeared on the neck of the yak.

If it weren't for the rough skin and thick flesh of this old cow, it is estimated that it would have been frozen directly!

The old black bull sneezed, shook his head, and the ice slag around his neck fell off.

"Daddy, how is it, it's amazing!" Luo Xiaoxian said proudly.

Wu Zhao nodded violently and asked, "What new abilities have you awakened? How could you suddenly weave such a golden rope?"

"Daddy, this is not a golden rope, this is a demon rope, specially used to take monsters. ”

“......”

Wu Zhao wanted to say: My baby daughter, you are a monster yourself!

"Daddy, I'm hungry and want to eat meat!"

"Come on! Daddy has already prepared it for you. ”

Wu Zhao hugged her, walked back to the stone stove, lifted the lid of the cauldron, the aroma of meat wafted with the steam, and the luster flickered in the pot, the lion meat was crystal clear.

Even if there are no condiments, you can see your index finger move.

"In addition to the broth, there is also a red wine roasted lion steak!"

Luo Xiaoxian clapped her little hand, hugged Wu Zhao's head, and kissed her on the face, "Thank you, Daddy, then I'm welcome!"

Seeing that his daughter was eating well, Wu Zhao was happy.

He put his daughter down, took the bowl himself, and ate it aside.

Luo Xiaoxian told him about her awakening ability while eating.

This ability is actually the ability of refining weapons.

Luo Xiaoxian introduced: "There are still many changes in this ability, which can allow the spirit weapon to change in size and weight freely...... It's a pity that I haven't grasped this change yet. ”

Wu Zhao smiled and said: "Baby, don't be frustrated, you are already super super powerful! You can add some attributes to the weapon to make it a spiritual weapon, this is already a unique ability in the world." Moreover, you are still young, and when you grow up, these abilities will definitely awaken. ”

Wu Zhao felt a little regretful: I really want to learn this method of refining weapons! It's a pity that I don't have fire attribute demon power, so I can't refine weapons at all.

Alas, what a jealous talent! It makes me unhappy!

Although the demon rope could not change its length, it retained the ice attribute, and after the demon power poured into it, it could freely change in the air according to the divine consciousness of the person who cast it.

Divine sense, in Wu Zhao's view, should be spiritual power.

When Luo Xiaoxian was happily eating roasted lion steak and drinking lion meat soup, Wu Zhao used his spiritual power to play with this demon rope while eating meat.

As his spiritual power poured into the demon rope, he saw that this demon rope was like a spiritual snake, and with Wu Zhaodi's command, it was constantly changing direction in the air, throwing up a circle dance.

He glanced at a boulder in the middle of nowhere, and as soon as his mind moved, he saw the demon rope rushing towards the boulder, and instantly wrapped itself around the boulder.

After a while, a layer of ice slag spread on the boulder, and even the demon rope froze on the boulder.

However, Wu Zhao's mind moved again, and the demon rope that was frozen in ice instantly broke free from the layer of ice slag and flew towards it.

He reached out and took the rope in his hand, and a chill came from his hand, and the chill spread through the palm of his hand and up to his arm.

He wielded the power of the demon spirit to keep the chill out of his body.

After thinking about it, he said: "Baby, although this thing is good, if you take it on your body like this, isn't it very inconvenient, you have to pay attention to it at all times, otherwise, you will accidentally be frozen by it!"

"Daddy can release a drop of blood, leave a spiritual imprint on that drop of blood, and then merge the blood into the demon rope, and the demon rope will not hurt Daddy. ”

Although it was magical, Wu Zhao didn't find it strange at all.

After all, this daughter in front of her is a little demon fairy!

Finally, I want to have my own spiritual weapon, this is a big step towards a brilliant life!

After eating a large pot of meat, Luo Xiaoxian didn't seem to be satisfied, and continued to let Wu Zhao cook the second pot. She opened her eyebrows and looked for mutated herbs nearby.

It didn't take long for her to find a few mutant herbs in the forest, including golden thread grass, astragalus, codonopsis and so on. Wu Zhao's water here has not yet boiled, and she has already found several things and returned.

Wu Zhao couldn't help but sigh secretly, with this eyebrow vertical eye, it is so easy to find a baby!

Could it be that her parents are three-eyed snakes?

I haven't heard the old tapir say that there is this race in the abyss of demons!

If she had this ability, her parents must have it! If it's not a small reputation, how can you not hear of it?

But no matter what, it is Wu Zhao who is blessed now.

"Daddy, you go and pick out the lion bones of the three lions, and I'll help you improve and upgrade the night snow!

Wu Zhao glanced at her and smiled: "Baby, don't worry, let's rest first! If you are tired, Daddy will be distressed." ”

In this way, Wu Zhao and his daughter Luo Xiaoxian stayed here for the night.

Staying here overnight, firstly, to give those demon pets a little time to digest the flesh and blood of the three lions, and secondly, to let Luo Xiaoxian rest more and eat more to replenish.

From the fact that her taste was getting bigger and bigger, and she kept letting him stew meat for her to eat, Wu Zhao felt that the consumption of her weaving that demon rope would definitely not be less.

In the evening, Luo Xiaoxian asked Wu Zhao to 'drip blood to recognize the master' on the demon rope.

Wu Zhao thought that the dripping blood to recognize the master was to drop a drop of blood on this spiritual weapon, and then the spiritual weapon devoured his blood on its own, and then knew that he was the master.

Just like modern DNA recognition technology, on this demon rope, you have your own DNA key, and other people whose DNA does not match cannot open the key and use it.

As a result, after some tossing, he realized that it was not enough to have blood droplets, but also to have spiritual imprints.

Wu Zhao didn't understand what the spiritual imprint was, and it wasn't until Luo Xiaoxian helped him separate a wisp of spiritual imprint that he realized that it was actually one of his spiritual powers.

The feeling of separating a wisp of spiritual imprint from his spiritual power was like a small piece of flesh being cut from him, and the pain made his whole body tremble.

It's not a physical pain, it's a soul pain.

The only difference is that it may hurt for a long time to cut a piece of flesh on the body, but the pain of separating a wisp of spiritual power is a matter of moments.

But just for this moment, it made him sweat like rain.

Wu Zhao sat on the ground panting as if he had collapsed, and said with a wry smile: "What kind of trick did the spirit come up with in this spirit? It hurts so much! I still want to get a few more spiritual weapons in the future! Now I have no interest at all!"

Luo Xiaoxian thought for a moment and said, "It should be a trick that my mother came up with! My ability should also be sealed in my body by my mother." Daddy, you're miserable, you actually scolded your mother for being sick!"

Wu Zhao: "......"

"Daddy, does it really hurt?" Luo Xiaoxian asked curiously.

Wu Zhao really wanted to reply: Does it hurt or not, can you try it yourself?

But seeing her cute little face, Wu Zhao couldn't give up his heart.

He nodded seriously and said, "It really hurts! Baby, it's better not to try! If you see you hurting, Daddy will definitely be even more distressed!"

"Okay! I listen to Daddy. When my father becomes more powerful in the future, my father will protect me!"

Wu Zhao grinned and secretly sighed: Protect you? I don't know if there is a day!

With a depressed breath, Wu Zhao summoned the demon rope over.

The Demon Binding Rope started again, and as soon as the thought moved, after the 'Dripping Blood Recognition Lord', the freezing characteristics of the Demon Binding Rope converged directly.

It looks like it's mediocre except for the fact that it's a little gorgeous.

But with a move in its mind, the rope rose from his hand again, and tied a boulder again. With the surge of demonic power, a clicking sound can be heard on the boulder.

It's the sound of ice slag spreading, more powerful than yesterday.

Now, Wu Zhao understands why the power of the spiritual weapon will be greater after recognizing the master.

After recognizing the Lord, it is used like an arm and a finger, and the mind is everywhere, and there are many changes.

With the influx of demonic power, the power has increased by several points.

After playing for a while, Wu Zhao put away his playfulness and began to practice.

Early the next morning, Wu Zhao separated the flesh and bones of the three-headed lion and separated its entire lion from the flesh and blood.

However, Wu Zhao and Luo Xiaoxian didn't eat lion head meat, the fishy smell was too heavy, and a few demon pets were cheaper.

When Wu Zhao continued to make a loving breakfast for his daughter, Luo Xiaoxian upgraded the night snow again, refining the lion bones of the three giant lions and integrating them into the night snow.

This time, she injected a lot of golden runes into Yexue's knife.

When Wu Zhao integrated a few drops of blood and a wisp of spiritual imprint into the night snow, he weighed thousands of catties, and the night snow that was close to five thousand catties was used in his hands, and there was no original sense of sluggishness at all.

It seems to have a sense of being connected with it, like an arm making a finger.

Of course, this pain made him feel like he was dead again.

He felt that the person who invented this method of 'recognizing the Lord by dripping blood' was either a genius or a madman! And it was probably a madman!

It's no different from masochism!

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