"Thousand... Tsk, run faster than a rabbit..."

As soon as Mo Yun wanted to stop it, Qian Qian had already left the space.

Looking at the direction the girl left, Mo Yun's mind returned to the day when she broke off contact with Qianqiao...

"Thousand buckwheat!"

The moment the golden spirit bead emitted a brilliant light, Mo Yun, who was in the space of the Mo Yun sword, suddenly woke up.

Holding down the beating heart, Mo Yun took a deep breath to force himself to calm down, closed his eyes and tried to contact Qianqiao.

From the moment Qian Qiao's heart's blood dripped into Mo Yun's sword, there was a trace of connection between the two of them, even if the other party cut off the spiritual power output, Mo Yun could vaguely feel her existence, but she couldn't see the situation outside.

However, no matter how he tried this time, the other party's side seemed to sink into the sea, without a trace of response, this feeling was very similar to Mingxu's time.

Mo Yun forced himself not to think about it that way, and tried to reconnect over and over again, but no matter how many times he tried, the ending was still the same, and the connection with Qianqiao was broken...

"Qianqiao, you'll be fine... I'm not going to let you have anything to do... Wait for me, I'll go find you..."

Mo Yun grabbed a large handful of spirit stones from the storage ring and began to absorb the rich spiritual energy inside, and the superb spirit stones that were originally glowing with various colors gradually dimmed in his hands, but they turned into powder in a moment.

Seeing this, Mo Yun threw away the powder in his hand and grabbed a handful of top-grade spirit stones from the storage ring.

After he repeated it many times, and finally felt that the spiritual power in his body was saturated, Mo Yun began to mobilize the spiritual power in his body to impact the meridians.

He wanted to go out to find Qianqiao, but even if he could possess an entity under the protection of Lei Gongmo, he could not leave here, and if he wanted to force him to leave, he needed to borrow spiritual power to create a temporary body for himself.

"Hmm!"

The side effects of creating a temporary body began to appear, and Mo Yun only felt a touch of fishy sweetness surging up his throat, and blood flowed down the corners of his lips.

"Qianqiao, wait for me..."

Wiping the blood stains from the corners of his lips, Mo Yun staggered to his feet, and it took him a full month to barely create a temporary body.

On the one hand, he needed to calmly create a temporary physical body, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but worry about Qianqiao's safety, and the inner torment of the mutual tug-of-war made the spiritual power in his body almost run wild.

If it weren't for the perseverance to suppress it, his behavior of forcibly shortening the time like this would be tantamount to cutting off the flesh and curing the sores, which would do all kinds of harm but not benefit.

But this was the only way he could get out, and he didn't dare to think about what he would do if he saw Qianqiao's corpse when he went out.

Mo Yun absorbed the aura in the best spirit stone while walking in the direction of the ink pool, Qian Qian was able to enter and exit this space by injecting spiritual power, but as a sword spirit, he could only use the ink pool to leave here.

As he dived into the inkwell, the pain of his body being torn and reassembled hit his temporary body over and over again, and black scales slowly grew from his cheeks and back, and with each patch, he had to endure the pain of a tear in his body.

However, even so, Mo Yun didn't make a sound, not because he wasn't afraid of pain, but because he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it and faint if he shouted out.

Mo Yun didn't know how long he had been in the inkpool, and when the last scale grew, he suddenly felt a trace of connection from Qianqiao.

When he gritted his teeth and flew out of the inkwell, he saw the little girl who had worried him for a long time from a distance.

I saw that the girl was sitting on the bed at the moment, and she was still muttering about going to take the quilt and pillow away.

When he rushed forward and pressed Qian Qiao under him, for a moment he thought he was dreaming, but the temperature from the palm of his hand told him that his little girl had really returned...