"Just don't mind."
"Take a break, we won't bother you anymore."
Baoya and Hunao breathed a sigh of relief quietly, lying down on one side and guarding him quietly.
*
Mu Fan thought for a moment, remained silent for a moment, closed his eyes, his consciousness took the shape of a human, entered his own sea of consciousness, and looked for the figure of the young man in red in the sea of consciousness.
The sea of consciousness is like a clear lake with white clouds floating there.
"Who are you?"
"Where are you?"
"Why are you in my sea of consciousness?"
He stepped on the clear and shallow water, searching aimlessly.
However, despite him calling over and over again, the boy in red was nowhere to be seen, and he didn't give him any response.
"Stop shouting, silly boy"
Suddenly, a phantom appeared from the Sea of Consciousness Sword Spirit Punishing Evil, with his arms folded around his chest, staring at him with disgust: "What are you shouting for? It's giving me a headache."
"You are, Zhu Xie?"
Mu Fan's eyes lit up, and he was both surprised and delighted when he saw the palm-sized, handsome elf who suddenly appeared in front of him.
Zhu Xie has an extremely arrogant temperament, dislikes his low mana, has been hiding in the divine sword, and is unwilling to recognize the master.
This was the first time he saw the true face of the evil sword spirit.
"Who else is there besides Young Master?"
Executioner Sword Spirit let out air from his nostrils and gave him a supercilious look. His arrogant appearance was exactly as he had imagined.
Mu Fan's eyes flickered, and the corner of his lips curled into a faint smile.
"When you see the young master, why don't you kneel and kowtow?"
Seeing that he saw him, Sword Punishing Sword Spirit didn't respond, and immediately exploded like a firecracker.
"Silly boy who doesn't know much, if you don't beg my master to recognize the master, sign a soul contract with you, and protect your life, my master will never talk to you again."
"Thank you for seven years of companionship and teaching me the supreme exercises."
Mu Fan still did not kneel and kowtow as he wished. Instead, he expressed his nostalgia and sincerely thanked him: "When I was young, I practiced alone in the back mountain. I was really lonely. Fortunately, I have you."
Although he has a bad temper and likes to scold people.
He swallowed the last sentence quietly.
"You kid, you look silent, you are a gourd, and what you say is quite sensational."
Executioner Sword Spirit was pleasing to the ears, shrugged his nose arrogantly, pretending to be dismissive, but in fact the corners of his lips were slightly raised, with a little pride.
"That boy in red..."
Mu Fan struck while the iron was hot: "Do you know of his existence? Why is he in my sea of consciousness?"
"so stupid."
Hearing this, Sword Spirit Punishing Evil became furious again, pointing at his nose and scolding: "He is in your sea of consciousness, and his mind is connected with yours, who do you think he would be?"
"I have no idea."
Mu Fan was taken aback, and told the truth.
"I'll go, young master is really unlucky."
Zhu Xiejian jumped with aura: "How come you are such a stupid brat, far worse than that little girl."
"Little girl?"
Mu Fan's eyes lit up, and he was surprised: "That sister you are talking about? Do you know where she is?"
"You have too many questions."
The evil sword spirit avoided his sight and refused to answer directly.
"you tell me."
Mu Fan couldn't wait to know the truth: "I can consider signing a soul contract with you."
"It's about the little girl."
Punishing Sword Spirit's eyes flickered: "You kneel down and beg me, but I won't tell you."
"Why?"
Mu Fan was puzzled and asked unwillingly.
"I have an agreement with her."
Punishing Sword Spirit made up his mind not to let go: "I can't tell you before the time comes."