The next time passed in the interaction between Pang Shiyuan and Sword Spirit.

The sword spirit's mind is very pure and ignorant, and the meaning it can express is instinctive, and there are no thoughts other than instinct at all.

However, this was enough for Pang Shiyuan, because he could intuitively receive the intimacy and joy of the sword spirit.

In a word, the sword spirit's mind is defenseless against him.

What made Pang Shiyuan even more amusing was that he clearly felt the idea of the sword spirit being full, but still wanting to eat. This made him unconsciously think of a chubby child who had obviously eaten enough, but still salivated over the food in his hand.

Pang Shiyuan didn't know how long he had interacted with the sword spirit, and when he found that the sword spirit was lazily never replying to his teasing, he remembered that mental communication also consumed energy.

Strictly speaking, the Stygian Sword Spirit was still a newborn baby, and it was rare to be able to communicate with him for so long.

And he even thought of a question, how did the sword spirit become stronger, and how did it make up for the consumption?

Vampire?

Fighting?

Communication?

An addition to the master of the sword?

Pang Shiyuan was once again confused, he found that he seemed to know something about the sword spirit, but as soon as he went deeper, he was completely confused.

He thought that the next time he entered the dream world, he would have to ask carefully.

The internal force and mind withdrew from the Styx Sword, but Pang Shiyuan still felt that there was a mysterious connection between him and the Stygian Sword.

This connection is somewhat like the induction between him and the durian, but it is not exactly the same.

The durian is a sacred beast. Have a complete and independent mind. The Stygian Sword Spirit is different, it has almost only instinct. Able to move as he pleases.

Putting down the Stygian Sword, Pang Shiyuan found that the light screen on his wrist and the indicator light of the mobile phone didn't know when it had turned on.

His phone is generally turned off for sound and vibration. Only the indicator light prompts are left.

Although the result of this would make him ignore the call when he forgot himself, he felt that it was worth it compared to being disturbed by sound and vibration while cultivating, fighting, and thinking.

This time, it seems that he ignored the call again.

turned on the phone and found that it was Fan Lin who was calling.

Fan Lin called him but no one answered, so he used a text message to tell him the person who helped the blood clan behind the scenes and the address of that person.

The richest man in Qianzhou, He Tian, Guanhu Sanatorium.

Pang Shiyuan looked at it and didn't care.

He came to Qianzhou to deal with the blood clan. Now that the three Bloods are dead and one is dead (I'm afraid they are also dead now), it seems to him that he has completed his mission.

As for He Tian, who died, he felt that Fan Lin and them were enough to deal with.

A group of dreamers want the life of a businessman, so no matter how rich the businessman is, he doesn't want to live.

He believed that in these few hours, Fan Lin and the others should have already taken He Tian.

Of course, it is also appropriate to show that you care about the results.

After looking at the time, it was already past seven o'clock in the morning.

I didn't expect to toss casually at night. Time flies so fast.

Pang Shiyuan called Fan Lin's phone, but no one answered.

He didn't care, walked out of the room, and went to the dining room for breakfast.

There weren't many people in the restaurant. I don't know if it's still early, or if there are few people in the restaurant in the morning.

However, as soon as Pang Shiyuan walked into the restaurant, he was immediately greeted by the guests and staff in the restaurant.

Last night's "performance" Pang Shiyuan was a real person. There are really few people in the hotel who don't know him.

Under the almost adoring gaze of the waiters, Pang Shiyuan asked for buns and fritters. Add some soy milk and you're ready to eat.

What was the original topic in the restaurant, Pang Shiyuan didn't know. But when he came in, almost all he heard was related to him.

His identity had long been revealed when he was practicing swords on the grass, and people were very curious about a super master like him, and it was inevitable to talk about it.

In this regard, Pang Shiyuan has no choice.

He even had to be glad that no one had come to disturb him eating.

Pang Shiyuan couldn't stop the other people's discussions, and he didn't feel the need to speed up his meal because of other people's discussions.

He ate his breakfast slowly, already wondering if he could go home.

This trip out, things went smoothly, and a lot of gains were made.

The mysterious Orion Nebula Bird Stellar Acupoint Path Diagram, the self-evolving Stygian Sword, the ignorant but promising Stygian Sword Spirit, and the breakthrough of its own sword intent.

Pang Shiyuan felt that going out for a walk really helped the growth of martial artists.

Just when Pang Shiyuan finished drinking the soy milk, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and was about to leave, the content of the two people's words caught his attention.

Pang Shiyuan stood up and walked over to the two people.

His every move was obviously noticed by everyone, and when he moved, the two people who spoke immediately stopped talking. Seeing him walking towards them again, the two of them were even more vigilant.

Pang Shiyuan walked closer and said, "Hello two, I heard from you just now that there was a war on the side of the Guanhu Sanatorium, is it true?" ”

Hearing that Pang Shiyuan was inquiring about things, the nerves of the two suddenly relaxed, and then they were a little excited. They all felt a little honored to be able to talk to a super strong person.

The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes immediately said, "It's true." A friend of mine lives near the Sanatorium, and he took a picture and posted it to the group. Look! ”

The middle-aged man should also be a rich man, and his mobile phone is the latest light-screen phone. As soon as he opened and let go, everyone in the restaurant saw the picture he was talking about.

There are a lot of photos, which show what happened at the Lake Sanatorium very realistically.

A large number of landscapes and buildings have lifted their camouflage, and they are all fortifications that are easy to defend and difficult to attack. The figures in the fortifications can only be seen faintly, but the tongues of fire spewed by the guns are clearly captured in the photo, which makes people know how difficult these fortifications are.

Not far from these fortifications, you can see a number of people armed with various cold weapons and special weapons, and they are trying to storm the fire blockade.

Pang Shiyuan hurriedly looked at them, and felt that these people were all familiar—they were the same people he had seen after killing the Blood Clan last night.

He looked at the photos on his phone and saw that several people were colored.

Pang Shiyuan chuckled in his heart, knowing that things were a little unexpected for him. He Tian, who he thought he had captured, didn't seem as simple as he thought.

Pang Shiyuan's expression was slightly solemn, and he said, "Can you help me ask your friend, is the battle over there?" ”

"Of course." Middle-aged people are happy to help.

Soon, the middle-aged man's friend replied to him, and Pang Shiyuan also saw the answer: "The battle continues." However, there has been a military and police blockade and martial law, and he can no longer take pictures. ”

"Thank you!" (To be continued......)