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As for Yan Lengyue, who had seen through the disguise of the sword spirit, when the sword spirit wanted to kill him, she hurriedly used her "Art of Truth" to link the fate of him and the sword spirit together. With no other choice, she agreed to make a bet with Yan Lengyue, and the two of them decided to walk together and see who would find a way to deal with the other first.

The two of them continued to walk forward, planning out each other's movements.

Originally, she didn't have to eat and wouldn't feel tired, but now that she had borrowed Yan Lengyue's body, and the fire in the "Demonic Beast Forest" was helping her break the seal on the sword box, it also caused her to quickly break away from the "Heart Sacrifice" sword. She didn't have enough time to absorb all the energy from the thousand years of the Heart Sacrifice Sword, so her movements were restricted by her physical body.

"Hey, what's with that Dream Swallowing Swallow of yours …"

"It's' Dream Swallowing Serenity '!" The sword spirit stared fiercely at Yan Fengwu and howled.

Yan Fengwu was shocked, "'Dream Swallowing Serenity' is just 'Dream Swallowing Serenity'. What are you roaring for?"

"Humph!" The sword spirit snorted and turned away!

Yan Fengwu sighed, "Sigh, although you can change your appearance, I can't bear to hate you for borrowing Sister Yue's body like this!"

"Then you must undo the Life Arts!"

"Hmph, do I look that stupid? If I were to release my Life Arts and you kill me to obtain my sword, Sister Yue and I would be in danger. Although you have not fully recovered your strength, you are still an ancient devil."

"It's' Dream Swallowing Serenity '!"

"Yes, I can't guarantee that I will be able to defeat such a powerful monster, so let's temporarily keep the Art of Life."

The sword spirit harrumphed and did not say another word.

Yan Fengwu said, "But you really have to change your name. If you're a girl, how could you use the name 'Swallowing Swallow'? Do you think people who don't know you are fat?" And that Lianlian, Lianlian, it's called 'smooth talking to ghosts' … Yes, no, no, no! "

The sword spirit was filled with anger, and didn't pay any attention to Yan Fengwu's blabbering mouth.

Yan Fengwu was quite happy to see her like this. She said, "Uh, I think we still need to stay together for a while. How about we give you a nice name and we can be considered acquaintances. How about that?"

The sword spirit did not answer, but she thought in her heart, "If he continues to spout nonsense and infuriates me, watch how I take care of him!"

Yan Fengwu rested his chin on his hand, his brows furrowed as he pursed his lips, "Mm, Xiao Lian, Xiao You, Little Meng, huh?" Little Meng is not bad, what do you think? "

The sword spirit frowned and said, "Let's see if you dare to call me that!"

Yan Fengwu was startled. "If you want to try, then let's try. Little Meng!"

The sword spirit ignored him.

"Little Meng!" Yan Fengwu drew closer.

The sword spirit turned away.

Yan Fengwu arrived in front of the sword spirit again. "What a small dream!"

"You!" The sword spirit stepped forward with lightning speed and grabbed Yan Fengwu's ear.

Ah!" Yan Fengwu let out a loud shout.

Ah!" The sword spirits screams followed closely behind.

"Haha," Although there was a sharp pain in his ear, Yan Fengwu couldn't help but laugh when he saw the Sword Spirit's self-inflicted pain, "I've already told you before, this technique I used is different from other techniques. The other techniques are all linked together by life, and I draw it with blood. How about it, does it hurt!? "You're asking for trouble now. If you don't take over Sister Yue's body and only possess the body of a Demon Spirit, your life saving technique might be useless against you. Be sensible and quickly return my Sister Yue's body."

"Hmph!" The sword spirit gritted her teeth as she exerted more strength into her fingers that were pinching Yan Fengwu's ear. "If I don't believe you, then I can't do anything to you!" He exerted even more force in his hands.

Yan Fengwu was in so much pain that she let out a huge grin, "Hey, you, you girl …" Even though you are a devil, you shouldn't be so cruel to yourself, right? Are you very dissatisfied with yourself? "Then don't take it out on me!"

Hearing that, the sword spirit's hatred increased even more, the roots of her teeth chattered, and her two fingers clenched even harder. The pain in her ear was piercing, but she said with a vicious tone, "Do you think I'm afraid of you? Are you admitting it or not? "

At this moment, Yan Fengwu felt as though the pain in her ear was the worst pain she had ever felt since birth. She felt as though her heart had been pierced by a sharp pain, and she gritted her teeth.

The Sword of Harmony's spiritual qi hit one spot, "I refuse to believe it!" The hand that had grabbed Yan Feng Wu's ear was no longer just pinching. It pulled Yan Feng straight out, and then fiercely twisted the earring towards the left as if it was a bottle lid.

Yan Fengwu only heard a series of creaking sounds coming from her ears, and then a loud sizzling sound. She thought to herself, "Good heavens, I've already twisted my ears off!" However, he clearly knew in his heart that at this time, the Sword Spirit would not be better off than him by even a little.

"Fine, I'll bet with you to see who can't take it first!"

The sword spirit gritted its teeth and said, "Do you submit or not?"

Yan Fengwu said, "Yes …" "No wonder I respect you. If you have the ability, then pull off my ears!"

"You …" When the Sword Spirit said this word, it was probably because of the pain. She could not finish her words and could only constantly put more strength into her hands. From the looks of it, if Yan Fengwu did not give in, she would definitely tear off both their ears.

Yan Fengwu cried out in her heart, "So bitter, it really hurts!" However, I must admire her, hmph! " He couldn't help but stealthily glance at the Sword Spirit's face, only to see that her brows were tightly knitted together. She seemed to be in extreme pain, trying her best to not distort his face, and her lips were tightly pursed.

Yan Fengwu was secretly happy in her heart. Suddenly, a salty taste appeared in her mouth. It turned out that a heart-wrenching pain had caused her tears to come out. Yan Fengwu's heart stirred. She looked into the Sword Spirit's eyes and saw two clear drops of water flickering within those eyes. They were gentle and weak, trembling and about to drip down, but there was a stubborn look in those eyes. They should be tightly holding those two tears and not letting them fall.

Yan Fengwu's heart softened as she saw this. She said, "Alright, alright. I … I admire you. But … okay, can you please let go of me as soon as possible?"

"Hmph," The sword spirit continued, "Do you still dare to provoke me in the future?"

Yan Fengwu said in her heart, "Good, good, good. I don't dare anymore. I don't dare, okay!"

"Humph!" The sword spirit threw Yan Fengwu's ear away.

This time, Yan Fengwu only felt a cold wind cutting into his ears like a knife, penetrating his eardrum and biting into his head. He couldn't help but grunt in pain, covering his ears as he crouched down!

The Sword Spirit felt the pain in her ear but did not let out a cry. She only covered her ears tightly, but the tears in her eyes could not be held back any longer. They dripped down her face and she quickly averted her gaze.

Yan Fengwu leaned against a large tree as he panted. He took out a bottle of "Cool Blood Activating Ointment" and was about to open it, but when he saw that the sword spirit had turned around to prevent him from seeing her cry, he suddenly felt a sense of guilt. He walked over and lightly patted her shoulder.

The sword spirit turned around abruptly. "What else do you want to do?"

Yan Fengwu looked at her pair of bloodshot eyes, sighed, then handed over the medicine bottle in his hand. "Here!"

The sword spirit swept her eyes across the medicine bottle, "What is this?"

Yan Fengwu said, "Our Yan family uses this medicine to stop pain. If we apply it on our ears, it will naturally give us a cold. You won't feel pain anymore!"

The sword spirit looked at the bottle for a while but didn't accept it. Yan Fengwu let out a sigh and stuffed the bottle into her hands, "Sigh, it's all the same!"

"Everything is the same?" The sword spirit asked.

Yan Fengwu put his other ear up close.

"What?" The sword spirit asked.

Yan Fengwu said, "Try and unscrew my ear again, I might tell you!"

"You!" The sword spirit slapped Yan Fengwu in the face.

"Ouch!" When the slap landed on his face, it touched the ear that had previously been pinched, causing a heart-wrenching pain.

The sword spirit could not help but suck in a breath of cold air when it felt the pain!

Yan Fengwu looked at the Sword Spirit and twisted his face. He then walked to the tree trunk and sat down, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

The sword spirit looked at the medicine bottle in her hand, then looked at Yan Fengwu who was sitting under a tree. She saw that he had a handsome and refined appearance, but also had such a carefree temperament.

Yan Fengwu closed her eyes to rest for a while. She unconsciously started to become dazed. In her haziness, she seemed to see Yan Lanyue come to her front, and then she revealed a smile that she would never be able to show on her face.

Suddenly, she felt someone pat her on her back. Yan Fengwu woke up from her daze, her ears still aching. Yan Fengwu turned around. It turned out that she was the Sword Spirits of the Heart.

The sword spirit looked at him, lightly biting her lips as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"What for?" Yan Fengwu thought, "You've taken over Sister Yue's body! It doesn't matter if we can't meet each other in reality; I can't even dream of meeting her!"

"You …" The sword spirit bit her lips and passed the bottle of medicine in her hand over. "Can you help me apply it?"

Ah!" Yan Fengwu was startled.

"I can't see my ears!" With that, she lowered her head and did not look at him.

Yan Fengwu glanced at that jade ear. Although it was red and swollen, it was still as delicate and lovely as before. Yan Fengwu's heart stirred, "This is Sister Yue's body!" He then took the medicine bottle and slowly applied the ointment to the ear.

"Hiss —" The sword spirit suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Does it hurt?" Yan Fengwu asked.

The sword spirit shook her head and said, "You don't know whether it hurts or not!"

Yan Fengwu's heart stirred, and then he let out a loud laugh.

The sword spirit looked at him, "That Karma Technique of yours can feel anything!"

Yan Fengwu thought for a moment. "That's basically the case!"

The sword spirit's face reddened slightly. "Then just now, I …"

"How were you?" Yan Fengwu looked at her.

"I felt my heart beat a little bit. Did you feel it?"

Yan Fengwu lowered his head, bringing his eyes closer to the Sword Spirit's eyes as if he was looking at a strange object.

"What are you doing?" The Sword Spirit could not help but ask.

Yan Fengwu said, "Tell me, just now, you felt as if your heart suddenly moved a bit!"

"That's right," the sword spirit nodded, "Did you feel it?"

Yan Fengwu turned around, "Of course I can feel it … If I can't feel my heart beating, then won't I die?" After saying this, Yan Fengwu stood up, patting his head as he walked away.

The sword spirit carefully thought back on what Yan Fengwu had said, and said with a frown, "What do you mean?"