After the little boy finished shouting, a man in a green robe fell from the sky and landed next to the little boy on a white cloud.
He thought that because he was facing away from Gong Yu, he couldn't see his face.
But just a back view made Gong Yu feel extremely familiar.
Where have I seen this person before?
When the little boy saw the man coming, the tears in his eyes finally fell uncontrollably. He raised his hands to show the man coquettishly, "Ming, look, my hands are dirty, but I still can't light the fire. It makes me so angry."
"Come on, wipe your face."
The man's voice was pleasant, and although a little cold, it didn't sound distant.
The little boy took the handkerchief given by the man, his heart was filled with joy, his tears stopped instantly, he quickly wiped his face, and followed the man into the thatched hut.
"Ming, it's not that the baby is useless! It's really that making a fire is too difficult, too difficult, too difficult."
As the baby spoke, he happily went into the hut.
Gong Yu's gaze seemed to be possessed by the baby and fell into the thatched hut.
At this time, although Gong Yu was in an illusion, he was not completely trapped in it.
Outside, Gong Yu frowned deeply.
Baby?
This delicate little boy is the incarnation of the Kunlun Mirror's spirit?
So, is she now in the memory of Kunlun Mirror?
The strange behavior of Gong Yu and Kunlun Mirror made Chi Bing rush forward anxiously.
He was just about to reach out and touch Gong Yu, wanting to separate Gong Yu from the Kunlun Mirror.
But just as he stretched out his hand, Nong Bo grabbed his wrist before he could. "Chibing, the Kunlun Mirror's memories are recovering. It's better not to touch them for the time being, lest the Kunlun Mirror be affected by the outside world and lose its spirit."
Holding a soldier: "..."
Nong Bo smiled: "Don't worry, Xiaoyu will be fine."
Nong Bo's assurance made Chi Bing feel relieved, but he still stood firmly beside Gong Yu and looked around vigilantly.
No matter friend or foe, no one is allowed to get close to Gong Yu.
Including Nong Bo.
In a fantasy world.
Gong Yu finally saw the man's appearance for the first time from the baby's perspective.
His eyebrows are as sharp as pine trees, his eyes are as black as ice, his lips are as thin as snow, his temperament is calm and restrained, and his aura is vigorous and strong.
This person was none other than Mu Nian.
No.
This person should look exactly like Mu Nian, even the righteousness between his eyebrows is exactly the same, and even his temperament is exactly the same.
Even the code name is Ming.
This is Mu Nian's mercenary code name, and it must be the man's name at this time.
The baby called him Ming and was so affectionate.
So is he a spirit or a god?
Judging from how much the baby hates God, this person is most likely also a spirit of an artifact, right?
Gong Yu speculated and suddenly remembered the anger that Bao Bao had gotten over the Xuan-Yuan Sword a while ago.
Could it be that this Ming is the spirit of the Xuanyuan Sword?
Gong Yu thought about it, but felt something was wrong.
"Wow! Ming, how did you do that? The fire started!"
The baby shouted excitedly, but was also very confused.
Didn't he also fiddle with the firewood?
Why did the more he stirred, the more smoke came out, choking him to death?
If he can't be a good spirit, can he not make fire?
Is he so useless?
The baby thought dejectedly, his little head became timid, and black smoke rose from his body, as if he was possessed by a demon.
Suddenly, Ming put his hand on the baby's shoulder.
"Baby, how about I teach you how to make a fire?"
"Um?"
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