Lan Sheng's deep eyes met Zhao Zhao's clear pupils, and he could see through all the emotions in them.
It seems that his little sword spirit really likes these things.
"Master." The bribed Zhao Zhao called out willingly.
"Be good." Lan Sheng rubbed his head casually. Seeing that he was still naked, he took out a royal blue robe from the storage ring and put it on him.
After putting it on, he looked around, raised his lip and eyebrows, and said with satisfaction, "Not bad."
Zhao Zhao touched the material of the vestment and was very excited. "Isn't this garment very expensive?"
Lan Sheng chuckled, "It's priceless."
Zhao Zhao's eyes lit up, "I like it very much, thank you."
Lan Sheng slightly curved his eyes and advised, "You have just been born today, it is not appropriate for you to stay out for too long, return to the sword."
Zhao Zhao turned around and saw the very "shabby" spirit sword. The corners of his mouth instantly drooped and he said aggrievedly, "It's too ugly. I don't want to go back."
Lan Sheng was amused. This little sword spirit had such strong preferences right after being born? He raised his eyebrows slightly, "What do you want?"
Zhao Zhao raised his eyes and looked at Lan Sheng expectantly, "Change to a nice-looking sword." Of course, he had the final say on what kind of good-looking sword he wanted.
Lan Sheng was in a lazy posture, raised his hand and nodded his head, "What a wild idea."
With a casual wave of his hand, he stuffed it back into the sword.
Feeling the sword spirit being very "active" in the spiritual sea, he curled his lips slightly.
At night, the sword spirit in the spiritual sea was still excited. From day to night, he was like a chicken with blood, studying his body and strength.
Lan Sheng was lying on the bed, ready to rest, when the spirit sword placed beside the bed suddenly appeared. Its small body fell heavily on him, almost crushing him so hard that he spit out a mouthful of blood.
After taking a deep breath, Lan Sheng said weakly, "Zhaoxue, what are you doing?"
"I found that I can grow bigger!" Zhao Zhao was very excited and wanted to demonstrate it to him immediately.
"Wait, you start with..."
Before Lan Sheng could finish his words, the sword spirit on his body grew unexpectedly larger, causing him to breathe out more than breathe in. Seeing that he was about to die, Zhao Zhao finally got up.
He, now a teenager, looked curiously at the clothes that had grown along with him and exclaimed in surprise, "Lan Sheng, this dress you gave me is such a treasure!"
"Hmm? Lan Sheng?" After waiting for a long time without any response, Zhao Zhao went up and shook his shoulder.
Lan Sheng took a moment to relax, then stood up and warned, "You don't have enough strength to maintain your adult form for too long."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zhao immediately transformed back into his cub form before his eyes. Zhao Zhao stared at his hands and said happily, "It's fun."
"Hmph." Lan Sheng chuckled lazily and took out a huge night-shining pearl to illuminate.
In an instant, Zhao Zhao couldn't look away again.
However, knowing that Lan Sheng had already given him a lot of things today, he was sensible enough not to ask for anything more.
Seeing his straightforward look, Lan Sheng smiled nonchalantly and said, "Just sleep well tonight and I'll give it to you tomorrow."
Zhao Zhao opened his mouth wide and said without hesitation, "Okay, go to sleep."
As he said that, he climbed onto Lan Sheng's bed.
"Go over there and leave some space for me~"
"You want to sleep with me?"
"Yes."
"Go back to your sword." Lan Sheng pointed at the sword beside the bed.
Zhao Zhao was dissatisfied, "But the sword is so deserted, I don't like it." Besides, the sword was not in his aesthetic taste, he was very picky.
He likes the ones that are shiny and have jewels on them.
"But I'm not used to having other people around me." Even a sword spirit like Zhao Zhao who is not considered a human.
Lan Sheng said he was unwilling but his body moved to the outside, leaving the safe inside to Zhao Zhao.
Zhao Zhao stepped on his legs without hesitation to get inside, opened the quilt, and climbed in. He curled up close to Lan Sheng's body and said, "You'll get used to it after sleeping a few times."
Perhaps because he has a natural liking for his master, Zhaoxue is not only not afraid of him, but also very dependent on him.
Seeing this, Lan Sheng smiled helplessly. It was just a small sword spirit.
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