Face-slapping, Act Two (4)

Feng Wu was shocked.

How could such a sharp blade fit into her little mouth?

But before Feng Wu could say anything, the little girl had already started chewing.

Level 3 weapons were valuable pieces in the outside world. Otherwise, Sefiro wouldn't have been so happy when she found that weapon.

But the little sword spirit was chewing on one at the moment, albeit a broken one.

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It never occured to Feng Wu that the little girl could have such sharp teeth.

She chewed on the broken blade as if it was just a sugarcane stick, and finished it in less than a minute.

Feng Wu didn't know what to say.

"This is the weapon recycling warehouse," said the white fairy. "Although the weapons aren't intact, they work the same to replenish the spiritual essence."

Feng Wu nodded. Her eyes were fixed on the little sword spirit the entire time.