Yun chujiu frowned even more. Did the divine artifact turn into a magic artifact?
For some reason, she thought of the great void mirror. That Damned Little Jingjing had to suck her blood every time. How could a normal divine artifact do that? !
Was it really like what Buttface had said? Did these divine artifacts turn bad like those divine beasts?
If an ordinary person had this understanding, they would probably throw the large kitchen knife far away to avoid getting into trouble.
However, Hei Xinjiu was always different from ordinary people. She flipped the large kitchen knife over and over again and said to herself, “I don’t care if it’s a divine weapon or a magic weapon. As long as it can cut vegetables, it’s a good kitchen knife!”
Buttface said obsequiously, “Little Fairy, you are indeed different from those flirtatious B * tches. I really love you to death!”