"Wow! What is this? So cute!!!" Ming Fei's eyes lit up instantly, and she walked forward and picked up a blue slime that was smaller than a football from the ground.

Thirty-five struggled desperately, "Let me go, or I'll beat you up."

Two short little arms grew out of its jelly-like body, which flapped in the air for a long time but didn't touch Ming Fei at all.

However, Yan Muhuai noticed the color of Thirty-Five's body and asked, "Why did you change color? You weren't this color the last time I saw you."

"I don't know, maybe it has something to do with spiritual power?" Thirty-five said, then shouted at Mingfei, "Damn rumored girlfriend, put me down."

In the time it took to say this, Yan Muhuai and Ming Fei watched as Thirty-Five changed from sky blue to light blue, and finally returned to white, even becoming somewhat transparent.

"Mr. Yan, why did it change color again?" Ming Fei was surprised, but she held it tightly and was reluctant to let go.

Before Yan Muhuai could say anything, Thirty-Five took over and said weakly, "I have no more spiritual power. I'll say it again, let me go."

Seeing Thirty-Five was so pitiful, Yan Muhuai rescued it from Ming Fei's hands and said, "Then let's go back."

If Thirty-Five hadn't controlled the Broken Sword to spin a few more times in the air, it wouldn't have stalled so quickly.

Thirty-five turned his round body in Yan Muhuai's palm to look at the broken sword that Ming Fei had picked up and put back into the box.

It was actually a little reluctant to leave, but without the support of spiritual power, it couldn't enter the broken sword, so it could only return to Yan Muhuai's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Would you like to go in and stay for a while?" Ming Fei felt Sanshiwu's gaze and handed the box to it.

Thirty-five's cute big eyes looked at Yan Muhuai, and they put their little hands together, "Master Host, can you let me stay with Canjian for a while longer?"

Seeing Thirty-Five like this, Yan Muhuai suddenly frowned, "Why don't you try first to see if you can go back?"

Thirty-five didn't dare to disobey, so he took a deep breath, puffed up his body, and forced himself to return to Yan Muhuai's sea of ​​consciousness.

The result failed.

"Eh?" Thirty-five was filled with questions. "Master Host, what's going on? I can't seem to go back~?"

Although it had doubts in its voice, at the end, its tone couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing its happy mood.

It's not that it doesn't go back, but that it can't go back at all.

Yan Muhuai had just seen Sanshiwu's big eyes and had a premonition that it might not be able to return to its sea of ​​consciousness.

"Because I have no spiritual power?" Yan Muhuai narrowed his eyes slightly, "Are you trying to cheat me out of the Spirit Gathering Pill?"

Thirty-five immediately raised her hands and swore, "Absolutely not. I really can't go back. Master Host, you can feel that, right? Isn't this good? I won't implicate you, and I haven't taken the body of my rumored girlfriend. Just let me fend for myself."

This statement sounded like it would bring more benefits than disadvantages to Yan Muhuai, but he knew something was not right after counting on his fingers.

"What does rumored girlfriend mean?" Ming Fei asked in a low voice.

Yan Muhuai grabbed Thirty-Five, who was about to jump into the box, and said apologetically, "I'm going into the house with him to discuss some private matters. I'll come back to answer your questions later."

"Okay." Ming Fei nodded, watched Yan Muhuai enter the house, and quickly took out her cell phone to report to Rong Jin.

Yan Muhuai entered the room, closed the door, and instructed Thirty-Five, "You can still see my merit points and the mall now, right?"

Thirty-five felt it and said, "I can see it, Master Host, can't you see it?"

"You can still see it for the time being." Yan Muhuai said, and put Thirty-Five on the bed.

Then the system mall interface in front of him disappeared.

Just as he had deduced in the living room, he had to wait until thirty-five to see the system mall.

"Use your merit points and get something to spend." Yan Muhuai did not tell Sanshiwu about his situation.

Thirty-five's little brain wasn't very useful to begin with, and it only moved based on Yan Muhuai's instructions.

"Huh? Why can't I buy it?" Thirty-five wanted to buy a Spirit Gathering Pill. After all, Yan Muhuai let it use it at will, but it found that there was no way to use merit points.

When Thirty-Five was confused, Yan Muhuai stretched out his slender index finger and poked the top of its head, "Try again now."

"Can I exchange it for a Spirit Gathering Pill?" Thirty-five said it before taking action.

It was afraid that if it succeeded this time, it would take out a Spirit Gathering Pill and Yan Muhuai would be angry.

"Okay." He originally wanted Sanshiwu to exchange it for a Spirit Gathering Pill, and once it had spiritual power, he would quickly roll it back into the sea of ​​consciousness.

With Yan Muhuai's approval, Sanshiwu successfully exchanged for a Spirit Gathering Pill this time. Its two hands were as long as normal fingers, and it held the black pill with both hands together, looking quite cute.

"Eat it. Once it's absorbed, we'll see if we can go back." Yan Muhuai asked it, "How long will it take?"

Thirty-five "Awoo" swallowed the Spirit Gathering Pill in one gulp, stretched out his little hand to give Yan Muhuai a finger, but found that he had no fingers, "One minute is enough."

Yan Muhuai stared at it, "So before, you were simply afraid to come out and see me?"

Thirty-five's short hands touched her round belly, her eyes moving left and right, not daring to look at Yan Muhuai.

It felt that it had spent a thousand merit points on Yan Muhuai but hadn't accomplished anything, so it kept putting it off until it couldn't be delayed any longer before appearing.

Yan Muhuai waited patiently for a minute, watching Thirty-Five turn from white to blue again.

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