Chapter 629: Three Levels Up, the Artifact Spirit Emerges (3)_1
"Little Dot" immediately flew into a rage when he heard this. "Stupid Yanyan, Smelly Yanyan, who told you I am the eye of the Merit Pearl? I wish I could tear the Merit Pearl into pieces to vent my anger; how could I possibly be the eye of that dead object?"
Er!
Mo Yan, who had been called "stupid" and "smelly," was speechless and didn’t want to gossip about the "unspeakable things" between "Little Dot" and the Merit Pearl. So he directly placed his blood-dripping index finger onto the Merit Pearl.
This time, the Merit Pearl did not suck Mo Yan’s blood as desperately as during its activation, but it still unceremoniously absorbed quite a bit. Fortunately, Mo Yan’s physical condition was quite good now, so losing some blood didn’t have much effect on his body.
After the Merit Pearl stopped sucking blood, Mo Yan hadn’t retracted his finger when a flash of red light emanated from the Merit Pearl and a fist-sized snowball popped out, landing directly on Mo Yan’s shoulder.
Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, then lifted his hand to grasp the jumping snowball on his shoulder.
The snowball, exceptionally soft to the touch, lacked a single hair on its entire body. Ignoring the pair of eyes atop it that resembled snail’s antennae, it was exactly like a real snowball. If it hid in the snow, it would probably be impossible for anyone to find it.