So the little gourd is hers.
Siming was speechless when he saw the cute soul imprint of the cotton-padded jacket flashing by on the small gourd.
The little girl is really like a Pixiu, always taking in but never leaving.
When someone puts a mark, it's just like a dog peeing to mark its territory, to show that it has an owner.
She carved it into her own soul, not only marking that the thing had an owner, but also that when the owner died, the thing would be buried with him, and no one else could have it.
He has a very unique personality.
Once the mark was put on it, the cotton-padded jacket knew how to use it and happily stuffed all its belongings into it.
Zhou Zhou was stunned and looked at Siming in disbelief: "Boss, is that a space magic weapon? You gave her a space magic weapon, why didn't you give it to me? I want it too. If you don't have a space magic weapon, you can give me another magic weapon. I want it, Boss, you can't be partial."
"I've been with you for so many years, I can't be outdone by a little girl I've only been with for a day."
"Boss, you can't let me down."
Zhou Zhou made tearful accusations, and Siming was accused by him of being a scumbag who loves new things and gets bored with old ones.
Siming felt an itch in his back teeth and said unhappily, "Can you use the energy you've been given? You've been practicing for ten years and you can't even use your magical tools, and you still have the nerve to complain to me?"
Jiang Zhouzhou suddenly felt weak. Well, he couldn't use it.
He is a loser. He has studied for ten years but still cannot use the magic weapon.
Even the lowest-grade magical tools cannot be used.
That's why those idiots are unwilling to play with him.
I'm so angry.
Looking at the girl happily fiddling with the little gourd, my eyes turned red with jealousy.
Feeling Jiang Zhouzhou's gaze, Mian'ao quickly hid the small gourd behind him and even hid behind Siming, staring at Jiang Zhouzhou: "Mine."
Jiang Zhouzhou snorted coldly and turned his head away.
If you can’t see your heart, it won’t hurt.
Si Ming rubbed his eyebrows speechlessly. These two are so childish.
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