When she woke up the next day, Qian Qiao was already lying on the bed, thinking that Mo Yun had brought her back.

The first thing the girl did when she woke up was to raise her arm and smell herself, but this action happened to be seen by Mo Yun who came over.

"What do you smell? Do you think it's too smelly or too smelly?"

"Of course it's too fragrant~"

Jokes, do you say that you stink? Qianqiao won't admit that she didn't smell anything!

"Oh, let me smell it~ Well, it's stinky!"

Mo Yun pretended to get closer, took a deep breath and nodded very seriously, and then said something that made Qianqiao vomit blood.

"Damn, you go away!"

Qian Qian picked up the pillow behind him and threw it at Mo Yun, but he easily caught it.

"Don't throw it away, this is a pillow from tens of thousands of years ago!"

"No, Mo Yun, are you so poor?"

Qianqiao was really stunned this time, wouldn't this bed and table or anything be tens of thousands of years ago...

"It's really right to say that you haven't seen it, this is a cold silk that took 30,000 years to become silk, and it is a treasure that you can't see in your human world~"

In fact, Mo Yun is not entirely right about this, there are also silkworms in the human world, but the oldest ones are only a few thousand years old.

"You're well-informed, I... Oh no! I forgot to cook for my third uncle, it's been four days! No, I'm going to go out!"

Only then did Qian Qian remember that he had promised the third uncle to cook, and it had been four days, and he didn't know if he would be angry.

"Remember to bring me one back~"

Seeing that Qianqiao got up to leave, Mo Yun waved his hand slowly.

"Why?"

Qian Qian stopped and looked at Mo Yun in disbelief.

"Does it count if you have drunk my spirit tea for tens of thousands of years? or have you soaked in two spirit pools? or have you learned my Yan Yi body..."

"Okay, okay, you're the big guy, I'll bring one, send me out. ”

Mo Yun began to count with his fingers, and every time he said one, Qian Qiao's head was a little bigger, and he hurriedly interrupted, for fear that if he said more, he would have to cook for the rest of his life.

"If it's hard to eat, I won't teach you how to do it~"

"Got it~"

As soon as she was sent out by Mo Yun, she saw a person sitting in her room, and when she saw the person clearly, Qianqiao suddenly had the illusion of being caught.

"Ahem, when did you come, Third Uncle?"

"Three days ago..."

Nangong Wenqing drank the spiritual tea he brewed, and replied without raising his head.

"Ahem, have you eaten, I'll do it for you..."

"You seem to have a good relationship with that sword spirit?"

As soon as Qianqiao was about to go out to cook, she was held by the third uncle's wrist.

"How is that possible?!"

Qian Qiao seemed to have heard a big joke.

Just kidding, she and Mo Yun are inseparable mortal enemies!

"Oops~So I have a good relationship with you~"

Mo Yun, who wanted to sleep, was not sleepy when he heard this, and immediately teased.

"Mo Yun! You're eavesdropping!"

Qianqiao didn't expect Mo Yun to be still there, will she have no privacy in the future?

"It's not what I want to hear, you haven't cut off the contact, it's hard to hear it, I'm forced~"

Mo Yun yawned, he didn't have a penchant for eavesdropping, he was the real victim~

"Damn, why didn't you say it earlier, how to cut?"

"Didn't you say how powerful your third uncle is, then you just go and ask him, don't ask me everything!"

After Mo Yun finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to Qianqiao and went to bed and went to sleep.

"Third uncle, do you know how to cut off the connection with the sword spirit?"

Seeing that Mo Yun couldn't be moved no matter how he used the divine soul to transmit the sound, Qianqiao had no choice but to ask the third uncle for advice.

"Finally willing to talk to me?"