"Why is the Hall Master so concerned about the affairs of the Spiritual Tribe?"
"Of course I do. I have to be careful about them. You see,"
As he spoke, he raised the hand that was wrapped like a pig's hoof in front of Yun Xuchen. Yun Xuchen's pupils shrank rapidly, and a trace of heartache flashed across his face.
Liang Meng didn't notice anything at all and just kept raising his hands to act pitiful.
"If they kidnap me again, it won't be as simple as just breaking a finger."
After saying that, he pitifully raised the "pig's trotter" to his mouth and blew on it carefully. While blowing, he secretly looked at Yun Xuchen.
Yun Xuchen lowered his head in silence, and the black hairpin in his black hair seemed to carry many distant and lonely memories.
Liang Meng was stunned for a moment when she saw the clearly visible patterns on it. She suddenly wanted to raise her hand and touch the hairpin.
"The spirit race has no true body."
Yun Xuchen's sudden voice startled Liang Meng, and it took her a while to understand what Yun Xuchen was saying.
"No real body? Just like a ghost, you can only hear its voice but never see its person?"
"yes."
"Then we're in great danger. Think about it, we're in the open, while they're in the dark. It would be too easy for them to launch a surprise attack."
Liang Meng became excited quickly, and he shouted with his neck stiff and saliva flying.
After shouting, she saw Yun Xuchen's face was as gloomy as water. She immediately shrank back in fear, smiled awkwardly and waved at Yun Xuchen.
"You go ahead, you go ahead. I promise not to interrupt."
To prove that what he said was true, he raised his uninjured hand and covered his mouth tightly.
Yun Xuchen was left in a state of confusion by Liang Meng's funny little actions.
But he didn't show any expression on his face and was still our expressionless iceberg doctor.
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