Bi Xiao took it with both hands and stroked the stick gently as if stroking her heartbeat.
In an instant, spiritual light flowed, and a ball of soft light bloomed from the top of the staff, like the first light of dawn, warm and clear.
Bi Xiao's eyes sparkled, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise as she murmured softly:
"Honey, I seem to be able to feel it breathing."
At this time, Bi Jin was a little anxious and pulled Bi Xiao's sleeve.
"Sister-in-law, try it now! See how powerful it is."
Bi Xiao nodded with a smile, gripped the staff tightly and waved it lightly. In an instant, a soft halo enveloped Ye Lang. Ye Lang felt a warm current surging in his body, which was very comfortable.
Bi Xiao opened her eyes slightly in surprise, and then said excitedly:
"Hubby, Xiao Jin, it really can amplify the healing effect, and it also reduces spiritual power consumption by 30%.
And the speed of my casting just now has almost doubled!"
Then Bi Xiao raised her staff and danced it again, instantly forming a semi-transparent shield that hovered in front of her.
This shield was condensed by the healing ability in her body and the sound of her staff, and it glowed with a warm green light, as if woven from the pure breath of life.
Ye Lang stretched out his hand and poked it lightly with his finger, but it didn't break. Instead, it stirred up a circle of ripple-like energy fluctuations.
He increased his strength slightly, and with a "pop" sound, a hole was poked in the semi-transparent shield. However, ripples quickly appeared at the hole, and with the flow of green light, it repaired itself as before.
Ye Lang nodded with satisfaction. This healing staff really did not disappoint him.
It was worth the effort of the mutant beast scales, crystal cores and other materials, as well as a section of the colorful crystal horn of a giant ice snake.
Bi Jin couldn't hold back any longer, and jumped forward, tugged at Ye Lang's sleeve and shook it, urging him with sparkling eyes:
"It's my turn! I have a great sword!"
Ye Lang was speechless. Yesterday, when he told the girls that he wanted to design a martial arts sword, Bi Jin started clamoring for the Fire Scale Sword from "Wind and Cloud".
Sword is a kind of martial art that is easy to learn but difficult to master. Only those who have both strength and flexibility can wield it.
According to the little girl's personality, she might not be able to handle it, but she insisted, so Ye Lang had no choice but to follow her.
The design drawing was entered into the furnace light curtain, and the three core characteristics of hardness, sharpness and affinity with fire were immediately set.
The furnace roared, and the red flames illuminated Bi Jin's excited face.
As mutated animal teeth, bone spurs and other materials were thrown into the furnace, combined with the sudden rise of crimson flames in the furnace, a crimson long sword with a blade as winding as flames slowly rose up, and fine fire patterns appeared on the surface, as if lava was flowing inside.
Bi Jin took it with both hands, and immediately felt a hot yet friendly power surging into his body, and he couldn't help but cheer.
She brandished her sword excitedly, flames flowing along the blade, drawing a gorgeous trajectory in the air, which actually resonated with her supernatural powers and stirred up layers of heat waves.
Ye Lang stared intently at the vibrant fire pattern, his heart moving slightly. This sword is not bad, although it does not have the same amplification effect as Bi Xiao. After all, it is limited by the Ice Doomsday, and there is no fire-type mutant beast material as the core amplification source.
The fire in the furnace can actually inject fire energy into the sword, making the supernatural energy vibration between the sword body and Bi Jin extremely smooth.
With this sword, Bi Jin's strength has undoubtedly leaped to a higher level.
Of course, the prerequisite is that she must first learn how to wield a sword, otherwise she will set herself on fire sooner or later.
Ye Lang's mouth twitched slightly, watching Bi Jin almost burn the hem of his skirt when he swung his sword, and he couldn't help but remind him:
"Don't rest at noon and in the evening these two days. Come to me for special training."
Bi Jin stuck out his tongue and sheathed his sword with a grin, his eyes and eyebrows showing his pride.
She is not afraid of special training. Who knows whether what this dog man said about special training is serious or not.
Hehe, it’s better not to be serious.
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