Su Mo summoned Xiao Jiu with a thought in his mind.

"Zheng——"

As a clear sword sound came, Xiao Jiu quickly turned around in the room several times, sword energy overflowing.

The silver-white sword flew to Su Mo's side and rubbed against it.

Su Mo grasped the hilt of the sword and held the sword in front of him. He lightly wiped the sword body with two fingers, and the sword clanked.

The body of the sword reflects the beautiful features and eyes.

A pair of black and white eyes were full of sighs.

As an old friend who has been with him since his first reincarnation, Su Mo naturally has unusual feelings for him.

Moreover, he could clearly sense that perhaps the day when the Soul-Eating Sword would transform would be in this world of reincarnation.

"Master... I'm so hungry..."

Xiaojiu's childish and ignorant voice came.

This time, it turned into a clear and clear girlish voice. Compared with the previous reincarnation worlds, the voice was obviously much more mature.

"Xiaojiu, I didn't expect you to be a woman?"

Su Mo was shocked when he heard this.

We agreed to grow up together, but I didn't expect that your boy would grow crookedly.

I have always regarded you as a brother, but you actually...

Su Mo vaguely thought of the time when he got Xiaojiu in the first reincarnation world, when he was 12 years old.

But it seems to be bigger than the current body.

"Master, who is this girl?"

Over there, Xiaojiu asked with some confusion,

In her limited knowledge, she is just a sword. Is this thing still divided into men and women?

"That's right. Xiaojiu was too deeply affected by the power of extreme cold and the power of the twelfth yin. It's not surprising that she becomes more like a human woman after transforming."

Su Mo pondered secretly.

As a sword, there is naturally no clear gender distinction;

Gender is simply the expression of the power of the lunar and solar forces.

If Xiao Jiuyang's attributes are heavier, he will naturally be closer to a man after transforming.

After thinking about this clearly, Su Mo no longer struggled.

No matter what, they are all comrades in arms.

"Master~"

Over there, Xiao Jiu was still muttering unconsciously, her voice soft.

Su Mo condensed his energy and stretched out a touch of spiritual consciousness to explore the inside of Xiao Jiu's sword body, intending to have a good meeting with Xiao Jiu.

In that void space filled with the aura of chaos, I soon discovered an extremely illusory little sword spirit.

Different from the hazy consciousness before, this time it finally condensed into a form.

The sword spirit of Soul Eater Sword is the image of a little girl about five or six years old.

Her long, snow-white hair was spread quietly on her smooth back, and she was as white as jade, naked.

She has a petite figure, and every part of her body is full of beauty, exuding a crystal-white brilliance.

At this time, he was curled up in the corner, holding his knees with his hands, and stepping between his proud long white legs.

Sensing Su Mo's consciousness peeking in,

The girl suddenly raised her head,

Her appearance is exquisitely crafted and impeccable, and her pure white face carries a hint of divinity.

Her eyebrows are also as white as snow, and she has a pair of ridiculously beautiful eyes.

The whites of the eyes were replaced by a clear blue like the bottom of a blue lake, while the pupils were an absolute silvery white.

Blue with silvery white, these are a pair of dazzling eyes, which seem to have some kind of enchanting power in their calmness.

At the same time, it also carries an indescribable sense of sharpness, like an unsheathed sword.

The moment he looked into her eyes, all the forms became illusive.

It seems like what you are seeing is really a sword,

There was even a faint tingling sensation on his skin, as if it was about to be scratched by the inadvertently exposed sword intent.

When he noticed Su Mo coming in,

The Soul-Eating Sword Sword Spirit was stunned for a moment, and then the corner of his pretty mouth raised a slight smile,

The body that was still curled up in the corner suddenly flashed from where it was.

Disappeared in the next second,

When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of Su Mo and hugged him.

He put his head on Su Mo's waist and sniffed.

"Master~"

Xiaojiu nuzzled her as affectionately as ever, with a hint of cowardice in her eyes.

At this time, Su Mo, who was in a state of consciousness, returned to the size of his body.

So Xiaojiu's body shape just reached his waist.

"Xiaojiu... let's put on some clothes first..."

Only then did Su Mo notice that Xiao Jiu's whole body was as white as jade, and she was naked.

So Su Mo had nowhere to put his hands,

Finally, he turned away slightly and chose to touch Xiaojiu’s head.

The snow-white hair is quite soft and delicate, but it also has an unreal and illusive feeling.

After all, Xiao Jiu has not yet completely condensed his body.

After thinking for a moment, Su Mo raised his hand and waved it, and a spiritual energy gathered in his hand.

The next moment, a piece of clothing appeared.

The next second, the clothes were put directly on Xiao Jiu's body.

Sensing something strange on her body, Xiaojiu let go of Su Mo.

I saw a small skirt on my body.

She tugged at her clothes in a daze.

After understanding, his silver-white eyes turned red instantly: "Master, don't you need Xiaojiu anymore..."

Xiao Jiu looked at Su Mo eagerly, her beautiful face was so beautiful that people couldn't bear to look at her, and asked in a tearful voice,

For a sword, what's the difference between wearing a piece of clothing and wearing a bandage?

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