Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

Yan Feng:......

well.

This time limit is really smart.

The problem of his back pain was solved directly from the source, but didn't you consider that he might also be dissatisfied with his desires?

This feeling is like taking off your pants and being forcefully pulled back up.

Not an ordinary pain.

Yan Feng was hesitating and wondering whether he should remove this time limit. Then before he could come to a conclusion, he saw Shi Muyun sitting on the bed, stunned for a moment, reaching over to get the long sword beside him, and holding it in his palm.

Stroking the sword.

A smile slowly appeared on Shi Muyun's face.

Lowering his head, he chuckled and murmured: "You are really my sword spirit..."

Apart from Sword Spirit, he couldn't find any other answer.

Because humans will not disappear suddenly.

And if it belongs to "spirit", then everything is reasonable.

Although I don’t know why a person like me would own a sword spirit, but since I already have it, I have to learn to cherish it.

Holding the long sword, Shi Muyun smiled muffledly.

At this moment, he felt that the missing piece in his heart was finally filled completely.

The emptiness of that lack disappears.

He also understood what he wanted.

He just wants a complete existence that belongs to him.

A being who would not abandon him.

And the sword spirit that belongs to him should be the existence he expected.

very good mood.

Even though it was the first time in his life that he wanted to do something like that and was interrupted, Shi Muyun didn't feel angry. Instead, he was extremely satisfied with the full joy in his heart. He held the sword in his arms and gently stroked the blue bird pattern on it. He seemed to be talking to himself, constantly thinking about the thing he just thought about. name.

"Yan Feng."

"Yan Feng..."

Yan Feng belongs to him alone.

Yan Feng made him obsessed and intoxicated, and he would never let go.

In Shi Muyun's view, his current behavior was just to express his love towards his sword.

However, Yan Feng, who had retreated into the sword, was already roaring in his heart: [Gungun, please explain to me what is happening now! ? 】

Gungun responded immediately: [Boss, what’s the problem? 】

Yan Feng went crazy: [Why do I feel it when he touches the sword? Damn, even if he couldn't get into the sword and pull me out, he could still force me to get out by touching the sword! 】

God knows how clear and smooth Shi Muyun felt when he touched her.

It's not like stroking a fixed position.

Following Shi Muyun's movements, Yan Feng felt as if every move touched his whole body.

He couldn't hide.

There is no way to block perception.

After hearing this question, Gungun explained it to him: [Boss, you are a sword spirit, have you forgotten? This sword is equivalent to your body, so of course it has this effect! 】

Yan Feng:......

He understood now.

I was simply fooled by this red panda!

He must have known about this from the beginning! The only reason why I didn't explain it clearly to him was because I was worried that he wouldn't come to this world to do the mission.

hateful.

It turns out that workers still know who their boss is.

As for the boss lady, she should be pitted.

What a disappointment!

Yan Feng cursed in his heart.

Then he thought it would be better to detach himself from the sword.

After all, Shi Muyun seemed to have no intention of stopping.

Rather than staying in this state, it is better to carry out the activities that you have just left unfinished.

That way both of you can relax.

There is no need to bear the feeling of being alone.

Yan Feng came to a conclusion.

Then I planned to talk to Gungun about the problem.

But before he could express his thoughts, he heard a knock on the door. Then a strange man's voice called outside the door and said: "Master, those people from Chenxiang Pavilion haven't left yet. They said they have other things to talk to you about. Look..."

The disciple who came to make the announcement was obviously thinking hard about his words.

Shi Muyun also heard it.

Even if he didn't intend to, the position of head of Jiange still fell to him in the end. So if there is a problem now, it is indeed natural for him to solve it.

I do feel a bit dissatisfied.

But Shi Muyun was silent for a moment, and finally left the room with his sword in hand.

Although he is blind.

But he can probably still use his spiritual consciousness to sense the surrounding situation.

So he walked back to the sect's meeting hall without the help of others.

Just like what the disciple just reported.

Yan Feng also saw that the woman who had talked to Shi Muyun before was still standing there, and besides her, there were two women beside her.

The three people's eyes were burning.

He was looking at Shi Muyun.

But he was looking at the long sword in his hand even more.

Being peered at so directly, even though it was attached to the sword, Yan Feng still felt a little uncomfortable.

But now that there are outsiders around, it's hard for him to return to his human form directly. I could only hesitate and wonder whether I should use other methods to remind Shi Muyun.

But he didn't need to think too much.

Before he even had a chance to finish struggling, Shi Muyun had already put the hand holding the sword behind his back.

Those people's eyes could no longer touch Yan Feng.

Yan Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

But those women frowned, and the leader said to Shi Muyun: "Master Shi, we sincerely want this sword. We have sincerely given it to you, and we said that no matter how much it costs, or whether We can give you whatever you want. Why do you have to..."

"Since you are willing to give anything, it is enough to prove how precious this sword is." Shi Muyun said, interrupting the woman's words in a calm tone. He said: "Although the previous swords were just consumables to me. But now, I realize that this one is precious, so how can I give it to others?"

One sentence succeeded in making those women choke.

Several people looked at each other, as if they were still thinking about what to say to make Shi Muyun relax.

While they were hesitating, Shi Muyun also continued slowly: "I said before, if you just buy a sword, I don't mind forging a new one for you. I, Shi, don't want to share it with others. Jiange has never done anything to quarrel with others. Why bother forcing me? Everyone can just take a step back."

People who have no desires or demands will naturally not fight or rob.

Shi Muyun always lived like this.

This is also something the whole world knows.

In addition, his own strength is too strong, and it will not be easy to win favor with him. So everyone just followed his wishes, and for so many years, no one had ever competed with him for anything.

But this time is different.

Take a deep breath.

The woman looked at Shi Muyun's face again.

Slowing down her tone, she said word by word: "Master Shi, I wonder if you have heard of Tianji Pavilion? Some time ago, someone in Tianji Pavilion spread the news that the sword in your hand will make the person who wins it an immortal."

"We want to have a nice talk with you. If you give us the sword, you can save yourself some trouble in the future."

"But if you don't give it..."

“It’s hard to say whether those who come after us will be as civilized as we are!”