If there is something to eat, Mu Huan will naturally not refuse.

The first time I reached out and took it, the white and tender fruit, the size of an egg, was crisp and sweet, full and juicy when I took a bite.

Mu Huan finished solving a fruit in two bites.

"Not bad." She bowed her head and appreciated it with satisfaction.

Yechen's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously swept away the yacon fruit of the entire tree.

There were more than a dozen in total, all of which were given to the master.

"Master likes it! Master likes it! The little glutinous rice dumplings shouted again.

Quacked, was stuffed into his sleeve by Yechen's impatience.

Even if these two fools are a little bit right, they are still just useless decorations.

Yechen had lost interest.

"Master is happy! Glad! Master is very happy! ”

However, what he didn't expect was that even though the machine spirit was stuffed into his sleeve, the milky shout still didn't decrease at all.

It's still noisy.

It was as if the milk sound was ringing directly in his head.

"Shut up!" He subconsciously let out a low snort.

Mu Huan: "??? ”

"Why?" She raised an eyebrow.

Yechen was stunned, and hurriedly waved his hand in a panic and said: "Master, don't get me wrong, the disciple is talking about the instrument spirit, not the master!" ”

"Machine spirits?"

"That's right! This machine spirit is too noisy, and the disciple just wants to shut it up. Yechen explained.

"Hmm."

Mu Huan understood.

"Did you also quarrel with the master?" After a moment, the little apprentice asked cautiously again.

I saw Shizun looking at him sideways and looking at him strangely.

Yechen: "??? ”

"Master?"

He was confused.

After a long while, I heard the master's explanation, "You are the master of the spiritual weapon, and the instrument spirit naturally recognizes you as the master and makes a contract with you." Therefore, this voice cannot be heard by others. ”

Only the hosts.

Of course, Mu Huan didn't say the remaining half of the sentence, and Yechen guessed it.

"Master, can't you hear me?" But he still asked uneasily.

I couldn't help but feel a little abrupt in my heart.

No wonder, when the little glutinous rice dumplings flew out, they shouted so many words to the master, but the master didn't show anything abnormal.

It turned out that I couldn't hear it at all.

"Naturally, you can't hear it. As a teacher, he is not his master. Mu Huan ate yacon fruit and replied while taking the time to reply.

Why should she still hear it?

"It's fine. This machine spirit is too noisy, so as not to disturb the master. The little apprentice's face palpitated.

Mu Huan: "??? ”

Could it be that there really was something she shouldn't have heard?

She raised her eyes, and was about to ask, when a slightly hesitant call sounded behind her.

"Division...... Master? "It's Wind Feather.

Big apprentice?

Isn't the great apprentice going into retreat for a year?

Why did you get out of the customs so quickly?

Mu Huan turned his head sideways, subconsciously turned back, but unexpectedly his head was only half off, and he was quickly pulled into his arms by the little apprentice's hand, hugging him tightly.

"Master, don't move!" Yechen nervously admonished.

Mu Huan was stunned by him for a moment, and the yacon fruit that he had just bitten in his hand also rolled to the ground because of Fang Cai's action......

She closed her eyes and couldn't help frowning fiercely, her face distorted for a moment.

Her fruits!

"Didn't Senior Brother say that you have to retreat for a year before you can get out? Why did it come out after just over a month? Could it be a failure to advance? Yechen tightly protected the master in his arms with one hand, and turned on the cynicism mode.

Wind Feather hated him.

Almost as soon as I saw him, I lost my face.

It was still Fengxue who noticed that something was wrong with him, and stepped forward and reminded him in a low voice, "Don't be angry, master, we are not his opponents." ”

Wind Feather: "......"