Back at Yi'anju, Ming Yao put his sword on the desk, and he sat cross-legged and drank tea.

"Since you are already my sword spirit, why don't we write off our previous affairs?"

Ming Yao was obviously talking to Ying Tianjiao, but Ying Tianjiao pretended to be dead and didn't move.

Ming Yao knew that he would definitely not be able to accept this fact at the moment, so he ignored him.

It wasn't until Ming Yao was about to go to bed that she sat down again and patiently persuaded him: "Since you are my sword spirit, I will definitely not treat you badly." In the future, you will be indispensable for doing good deeds and accumulating virtue to improve your cultivation. ”

"And now if you don't have the same heart as me, you will be abandoned by me, and then you will be just a useless sword."

"But if you are reused by me and we cultivate together, you will at least have a chance to be the king in the Sword Spirit Realm."

Ying Tianjiao couldn't hold back when he heard "call the king", and the entire sword body crackled and shook in the tabletop.

Ming Yao lifted the spell, and Ying Tianjiao changed into a human form.

"Can you really be king?" Ying Tianjiao frowned, and the first question was asked.

Ming Yao smiled lightly and said, "Of course, you don't look at my cultivation?" My sword spirit can't be bad. ”

Ying Tianjiao's eyebrows were happy, but he seemed to remember something, and suddenly became very depressed.

Ming Yao asked him, "What's wrong?" ”

"I'm so embarrassed, no one has been defeated and turned into someone else's sword spirit since ancient times."

Ming Yao was closing the window, the night breeze after spring was still very cool, Ming Yao said: "Don't think about it so much, it is arranged by heaven." ”

Suddenly, she saw a young man dressed in white in the courtyard with clear eyes, and she couldn't suppress the expression of joy on her face: "Senior sister! ”

"Kaede?!" Ming Yao's eyes widened suddenly, and then he remembered that Ming Shifeng had been locked up for a month.

In the blink of an eye, Ming Shifeng had already rushed from the backyard to Ming Yao's room.

Pushing the door in, he saw at a glance that Ying Tianjiao was actually in the senior sister's room, and Ming Shifeng was immediately furious.

Without saying a word, he raised his palm and slashed towards Ying Tianjiao.

Ying Tianjiao bared his teeth and dodged this critical blow angrily, and in the blink of an eye, he had turned into Ming Yao's long sword and stabbed towards Ming Shifeng.

The two of them crackled and attacked, and were separated by Ming Yao with a spell, and Ming Yao shouted: "Stop!" ”

Ming Shifeng saw that Ming Yao was a little impatient, so he had to withdraw his hand first and listen to Ming Yao first.

Ming Yao explained: "Xiao Feng, you don't know, Ying Tianjiao has become my sword spirit, and we will not be enemies in the future." ”

Ming Shifeng glanced at Ming Yao in disbelief, and then his eyes slowly moved to Ying Tianjiao.

After a while, he spit out a sentence at Ying Tianjiao: "Idiot." ”

Ying Tianjiao had long seen that he was unhappy, but at this moment he actually scolded himself for being a fool, and Ying Tianjiao turned into a sword and vowed to stab Ming Shifeng to death.

Ming Yao hurriedly pinched his heart and withdrew Ying Tianjiao into the scabbard.

The sword was held by the transparent rope and could only struggle in place.

"Xiao Feng, too many things happened today, and I didn't have time to pick you up." Ming Yao no longer cared about Ying Tianjiao, and explained to Ming Shifeng seriously.

Ming Shifeng walked over and looked at Ming Yao's red-clothed eyes that seemed to be misty, I don't know if the red clothes were too scorching, Ming Shifeng didn't dare to look at her directly.

Ming Shifeng seemed to mutter: "Senior sister, it's okay for me." ”

Ming Yao was frowning and unsealing her waist, she said, "Well, then you go and rest early, and take you down the mountain tomorrow." ”