C574 A Strange Space

I once again raised the Evil Slaughter Spike in front of Xiao Hong.

"Didn't you say that your family's ancestral weapon is a blade?"

Xiao Hong's neck stretched forward, not feeling that my Evil Slaughter was a decent magic weapon.

"This thing is shaped like a wheel. To put it nicely, it's a blade. To put it bluntly, it's just a piece of rotten wood. Anyway