If it's true...
The young disciple who was sweeping felt that Sheng Xi was a strange and pitiful person, but he also sincerely admired Ji Mo Fan's deep thoughts.
But he completely misunderstood.
Not to mention that Ji Mofan not only had no intention of harming Sheng Xi, but even brought him back from the Demon Realm before leaving.
To put it simply, Xie Qingya's words just now meant that he wasn't actually praising the Black God Sword.
Rather, it was Shengxi.
Sure enough, the aura he sensed when he arrived at the ancestral hall yesterday was correct.
That brat! He's back and he didn't even pay his respects to his master first. He deliberately hid in the back and refused to see him.
Next time I see him, I'll make him drink three big bowls of wine first.
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"What kind of method is this? No, no, absolutely not!" Sheng Xi immediately waved her hands in strong opposition upon hearing Ji Mo Fan's idea. "What if my master and the others catch me? They'll stuff me into a wine gourd and drown me!"
"Since you've already got the Black God Sword, why don't you just give it to me? Anyway, you still have the Snow Embrace Sword. If anyone asks, you can just say you're not used to it."
Ji Mofan remained unmoved, saying, "If you don't help me put on this show, I'll keep the Black God Sword in my hands."
"What use is it to you?!" Sheng Xi, who was never one to remain calm, stood up and spoke up. "Its attributes don't match yours, and it's already bound to a master. Are you just going to leave it there as a decoration?"
"Is pitch black pretty?"
Ji Mo Fan heard the Wu Shen Sword emit a disgruntled sword cry.
“Your sword can understand when you talk bad about him,” he said.
Sheng Xi took a deep breath.
In the end, he gave up and sighed as he sat back down in his chair, saying, "Fine, you win."
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