Of course she knew about the existence of spiritual defense weapons, but she had never seen the so-called spiritual defense weapons!
She has always been curious about what spiritual defense weapons look like.
But I didn't expect to see it like this.
Mu Jinshi couldn't help but reach out and pick up this "Phoenix Flying" hairpin.
"How much mental power can it defend against?"
Ji Wangyue smiled slightly, "You can withstand a full blow from an earth-level spiritual warlock!"
Mu Jinshi's expression changed slightly.
It's not like she doesn't know anything.
Her level of spiritual power is roughly equivalent to that of an earth-level spiritual warlock.
Others don't know, but she herself knows very well how huge her mental power is when put together!
And if she attacks with all her mental power, it will be so terrifying.
But the little hairpin in front of her could actually withstand a full blow from her mental power! How could she not be surprised by this?
You know, if during the battle, the opponent had such a mental defense weapon, she would use all her mental power to strike with all her strength, but the opponent blocked it...
How serious will the consequences be?
If she attacks with all her mental power, she will inevitably faint due to the exhaustion of her mental power. However, the opponent has a mysterious weapon to block this mental attack. As long as she dodges it once, she will have a chance to fight back...
By then, she will definitely be at the mercy of others!
Taking a deep breath, Mu Jinshi calmed down and put the hairpin back into the box.
Regardless of whether Ji Wangyue was testing her or really wanted to give her the hairpin, she didn't want it!
"Isn't it good-looking?" Ji Wangyue asked, with a little loneliness in her voice.
Mu Jinshi was silent for a moment and asked, "Who were you originally planning to give this hairpin to?"
Ji Wangyue was startled, then seemed to remember something, and he said slowly, "It was for my former wife. Unfortunately, she passed away before the hairpin was ready."
Mu Jinshi chuckled, "She likes Phoenix, right?"
"Um."
"Look, she likes Phoenix, but I don't like Phoenix. You can't give me the things she likes. It's like, you like rice but hate noodles. So even if I give you expensive noodles, then
They are just noodles in essence! They won’t win your favor,” Mu Jinshi said.
Ji Wangyue's face darkened, "You don't like it? Why don't you like it? Phoenix is so beautiful and noble, how can you not like it?"
Mu Jinshi sneered, "Why should I like it? If you like it, it is a treasure in your eyes. If I don't like it, it is just grass in my eyes. No one stipulates that I must like Phoenix!"
Ji Wangyue did not say a word, but kept repeating, "How could you not like it? How could you not!"
Mu Jinshi said coldly, "Yes, I just don't like it. No matter how expensive you make it, I still don't like it! So, do you see clearly? I am Jiuhu, not your wife of the city lord!"
"
Ji Wangyue, who originally had a calm face and a calm demeanor, was suddenly stimulated by something unknown. She squatted on the ground with her head in her hands, looking in agony!
A flash of guilt flashed through Mu Jinshi's heart, but it was only fleeting.
Just kidding, she doesn't have Stockholm syndrome, let alone masochistic tendencies.