Lu Yi thought the black cat was afraid of water. Although it didn't like to soak in the bathtub, it still jumped in and arched the black cat to the water with its head.

"Meow…"

The black cat screamed weakly, reluctantly.

But the cat had already squeezed a lot of bubbles and applied them to Lu Yi and Black Cat.

"You two are just having fun secretly. I have never served A Jin like this!" said Maomao.

She did not bathe the black cat, because it was cleaner than anyone else, and she would wash it by herself as long as it was a little dirty.

Mu Jin leaned against the bathroom door, leisurely supporting her two long legs.

She heard the resentment in Maomao's words and said, "Jiumaomao, should I be happy that you treat me and Lu Yi so equally?"

The cat looked back at him, "Hmph, you won't listen when Lu listens to me."

Mu Jin smiled leisurely, "Do I let you do whatever you want after listening to your words?"

The cat turned his head back and continued to rub bubbles on the road, ignoring Mu Jin.

Mu Jin looked there for a while, and suddenly, he walked over, sat next to the cat, slowly rolled up his sleeves, and washed with the cat.

This time, Maomao said, "You two are so happy. A Jin has never served me like this!"

When Mu Jin heard this, he thought lightly that this cat was about to go astray.

At this time, Mu Jin picked up both of the black cat's claws, and Mu Jin rubbed his big hand gently on its head.

Mao Mao just watched this scene, as if he wanted to change himself!

The black cat looked at its owner in despair. It was not worthy of this kind of happiness! It actually refused! The bubbles around it wrapped it up, and the black cat thought to drown it.

After bathing a cat and a dog, the cat's resentment just now almost dissipated.

After returning to the living room, Maomao suddenly remembered another thing, "By the way, A Jin, I'm bringing you a gift!"

Mu Jin: "What gift?"

The cat went to take a big wooden box and handed it to him, "Hey, take a look."

Mu Jin opened the box and lay quietly inside the Daxia Dragon Bird Knife.

Mu Jin raised his eyebrows, "Did you steal?"

"..." The cat was a little speechless, A Jin was too direct, "It doesn't matter how it came about, what's important is that it belongs to you now!"

Mu Jin asked, "Why do you have to give it to me?"

"Hehe, because it is suitable for you." said Maomao, "The Daxia Dragon Bird Knife is the King's Sword, and it can protect you."

Mu Jin picked up the knife, put it in his hand and weighed it. It was indeed a very aura knife.

Although it ranks among the top ten famous swords and has a wonderful legend, because the Daxia dynasty itself is covered with a mysterious veil, the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword has also become unreal.

Many historians even believe that the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword is actually just a legend and does not have a real sword.

However, the release of this Daxia Dragon Bird Sword shocked the antique world! At least, it did come from the Daxia Dynasty!

Despite this, the historical and antiques circles still underestimated this knife.

Mu Jin suddenly said, "You shouldn't have no idea that this knife is protected, right?"

Maomao said easily: "I know! Isn't Wang Lin the sword guard?"

Mu Jin looked at her, "Then you also know that the sword guard has a guardian contract. As long as the sword guard is there, this sword will not be used by me."

The cat nodded again, "I know this too."

Mu Jin narrowed his eyes, "Long-lasting Maomao, have you killed someone?"

Maomao shook his head quickly, "Of course not, Maomao is a good person! Ajin, don't talk nonsense." After pausing, Maomao said again: "The so-called guardian contract is actually a sacrifice. The lifespan of the sword guardian cannot exceed thirty years old.

Wang Lin is almost at this hurdle... Humph, if the cat doesn't kill him, he can save his life."

Mu Jin raised his eyebrows, as if waiting for her to finish speaking.

The cat continued: "The Great Xia Dragon Bird Sword has no master, so the sword guardian needs a knife guardian, but once it has a master, the contract will of course be invalid. A Jin, you should take it away!"

As he said that, Maomao grabbed Mu Jin's hand and carefully slid on the blade.

A small bloody mouth suddenly appeared on Mu Jin's fingers, and blood beads popped up, leaving traces on the blade, but the Daxia Dragon Bird Knife did not respond.

Mao Mao angrily knocked the Daxia Dragon Bird Knife, "You are so annoying. As a knife, why are you so greedy?"

As he said that, the cat patted Mu Jin's hand comfortably, "A Jin, you can bear it for a while."

So Maomao made up his mind and cut Mu Jin another knife! This time the wound was a little bigger, and blood beads rushed to come out and dripped on the Daxia Dragon Bird Knife.

I saw the red blood spread along the pattern on the blade, and it filled the entire pattern in a short while!

Then, the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword flashed with a green light!

Mu Jin stared at the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword, and the green light came into his eyes. He witnessed the transformation of the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword without blinking!

From an antique with natural copper rust to a king's sword with sharp edges! You can feel its dangerous aura without moving.

Mu Jin stared at him for a while, but suddenly looked away and looked at the cat, who was holding his fingers...

The cat calmly spit out Mu Jin's fingers. Seeing that the wound was no longer bleeding, he laughed, "A Jin's blood is precious and cannot be wasted."

"Are you hungry?" Mu Jin asked.

The cat shook her head, not hungry, but she was greedy.

But when Mu Jin stood up, there was a sword hanging on his wall. He went to take it down and put the Daxia Dragon Bird Sword on it.

Mu Jin: "How did you know that the Daxia Dragon Bird Knife is a spiritual weapon?"

Spiritual weapons are more precious than ordinary magic weapons! They are cultivation objects that can recognize their masters. Such spiritual weapons have appeared among the eight sects before, but after the decline of the eight sects, they have never seen such treasures again.

Mu Jin was actually very surprised. Mao Mao was obsessed with getting this knife, and it actually had this deep meaning.

The strength of the exercises performed by spiritual weapons will skyrocket.

Maomao was silent for a moment. Of course she could tell at a glance that of a spiritual weapon of this level! There was no reason...but of course she couldn't say that, so she said: "I guess! Isn't it written in the script like this?"

Mu Jin turned around, glanced at the cat who was about to get away with it, and suddenly asked, "If I were a god, then what are you?"

Maomao grinned and pretended to be fierce, saying, "Then I am the big villain. If you don't obey me, I will make trouble!"

Mu Jin went to rub the cat's hair again, "It sounds like you're more comfortable."

The cat looked up at him.

But Mu Jin said again: "Let's go, because you have tried your best to prepare gifts for me, and I will take you to the show."

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Chapter completed!