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"Wu…"

Sitting on the bed, Shi Yu looked at the little sword spirit, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Eat a popsicle?

Little guy… Are you serious?

Shi Yu had never heard of a fire-element pet having the thought of eating a popsicle.

"You don't make sense."

"Is it really alright to eat that kind of thing?"

Would it get diarrhea…

Alright, the sword spirit didn't have these messy questions.

At this moment, the little sword spirit was leaning against Shi Yu's arm.

Because it was a spirit body, the feeling was very different from normal weapons.

If the flames had a physical body, Shi Yu felt as if he had touched a soft flame.

It was like water, soft but hot…

After coming into contact with it, he also wanted to have ice cream to cool down.

"Mi…" The little sword spirit begged.

Shi Yu was helpless.

"Ice… No… How about this?"