Qianqiao's brain circuits are indeed strange sometimes, for example, now, what she said is still that thing, but she has obviously thought of something else.

"When? How come I don't know?"

Mo Yun frowned, why wasn't he impressed?

"Me and Mo Yun Sword dripping blood to recognize the Lord, you are the sword spirit in Mo Yun Sword, aren't you my person?"

Qianqiao felt that her logic was flawless, and even wanted to praise herself.

She didn't know that her heart's work was connected to Mo Yun, not the Mo Yun Sword.

Assuming that Mo Yun left the ink-colored long sword forged by Lei Gongmo, Qian Qian tried to summon it again, but there would be no response.

"Heh, then according to your logic, aren't you also my person?"

Mo Yun was amused by Qianqiao's logic, not to mention that he was not a real sword spirit, but to talk about the matter of dripping blood to recognize the master, in fact, that drop of blood was just a medium for the two to have a connection, which was different from the serious recognition of the master.

"That's right~ I'm your master~ Oops!"

Qian Qian answered confidently, but was hit in the head by Mo Yun again.

"Master, you're big!"

Mo Yun really wanted to pry open the door of this little girl's head to see what was inside.

"I'm not kidding~ It's not the master, we're buddies, it's all right~"

Reaching out and rubbing the red brain, Qianqiao found that her ability to resist blows has become stronger, and now that her brain is not as painful as before, has her skin become thicker?

"Hehe, who's buddy with you?"

Mo Yun sneered, and from the blue tendons on his forehead, it could be seen how much he wanted to clean up the little girl in front of him now.

"Do you want to be a sister?"

Qian Qiao blinked her bright peach blossom eyes and said innocently.

"Thousand buckwheat!"

Mo Yun squeezed out two words from between his teeth, he was already thinking about whether to correct this stinky girl on the spot.

"Oops, I'm going to hurry up and write the menu, I'm so busy~"

Seeing that Mo Yun's anger value was about to explode, Qian Qian pretended to exclaim, and quickly picked up the pen and began to write and draw on the spread out white paper.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Qianqiao really started to write the menu, Mo Yun snorted lightly, leaned his elbow against the table, and held the leader with one hand to look at the little girl who made him worry about his stomach.

The girl's eyes drooped slightly at the moment, and her slender eyelashes stirred up and down, tugging at his heartstrings like butterfly wings, Mo Yun couldn't help but reach out and want to touch the lovely eyelashes, but suddenly woke up at the moment when he was about to touch it, and when he hurriedly withdrew his hand, the other party raised his eyes and glanced in his direction.

"Mo Yun, if I accept you, are you really mine?"

Qian Qiao only saw the other party's hand raised and lowered, and didn't know what he was doing, and after glancing at the other party suspiciously, she turned to talk about what she was thinking about.

"Ahem, yes... It's all yours..."

Mo Yun coughed, a thin red spread on the tips of his ears, and he didn't know whether he was ashamed of his previous actions or the words he said now.

"That spirit stone also..."

As soon as she heard this, Qian Qiao's eyes lit up instantly, that's right, she still remembered the large number of spirit stones she saw last time, and later under the knock on her side, she knew that there were as many top-grade spirit stones in Mo Yun's storage ring as there were mountains.

"You've been thinking about my spirit stone for a long time, but unfortunately, the spirit stone is gone~"

I thought that the stinky girl was really considering his proposal, but she was still thinking about these foreign objects, was she so bad?