Zhao Zhao slept soundly all night long, without any dreams. When he woke up, Lan Sheng was no longer beside him. Only his spiritual sword was lying alone beside the bed.
He pouted dissatisfiedly and went to find Lan Sheng with the Zhaoxue Sword in his arms. He and Lan Sheng were connected spiritually and could easily know his location.
Damn it, I didn’t even take him with me when I went out. It’s really embarrassing for Sword Spirit.
The immortal cultivators in this world, no matter who they are, no matter whether the sword has a sword spirit or not, always keep their swords with them. Only Lan Sheng keeps such a powerful sword idle in the house every day.
Zhao Zhao was small, and he was so angry that he walked without looking at the road and rushed around. He immediately bumped into someone. The person didn't move, but Zhao Zhao was thrown to the ground, and even Zhao Xue, who was in his arms, was thrown out.
Damn it, doesn’t he have any dignity?
She raised her tearful eyes and said fiercely without thinking, "Why did you bump into me?"
Meng Xuan'an was stunned for a moment, then heard a cub cry. He followed the sound and located its direction. With a slightly stiff movement, he helped Zhao Zhao up and said kindly, "Sorry, are you okay?"
Zhao Zhao, who was gently helped up by him, stared at his eyes in a daze.
The man was dressed in azure, his long hair tied up with a simple wooden hairpin. He was handsome, with a gentle and natural temperament. His only flaw was his dull eyes. Thinking of his tone and attitude just now, Zhao Zhao suddenly felt uncomfortable. "No...it's okay."
Her fingers unconsciously tugged at her sleeves as she studied his expression. She exhaled softly and apologized, "I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was walking."
Meng Xuan'an chuckled. He was still a cute little cub. He patted his head and asked softly, "Whose child are you from?"
In an instant, Zhao Zhao let go of his reserved attitude, looked proud, and said loudly, "I'm from Lan Sheng's family." It was his little sword spirit.
"Lan Sheng, what a coincidence, I was just looking for him." The man was as gentle as jade, which made Zhao Zhao feel good about him.
He quickly replied, "What a coincidence, I was looking for him too."
Thinking that Lan Sheng had so many people come to find him, Zhao Zhao became angry again. Children's thoughts jump quickly, and Meng Xuan'an didn't have time to react before he finished breathing heavily.
Zhao Zhao picked up the sword that was thrown aside and took Meng Xuan'an's hand familiarly. "Uncle, I know where he is. I will take you to find him."
"Call me brother." Meng Xuan'an shook the cub's hand back and let him pull him forward.
Zhao Zhao just subconsciously didn't want to call him brother, but after being specifically reminded, he really felt that he shouldn't be called uncle since he was too young.
"elder brother."
"Well, good boy."
On the other side, Lan Sheng, who was invited over by the sect leader's senior brother early in the morning, was leaning back in his chair, listening indifferently to the sect leader's nagging about his physical condition.
Yuchi Huaili kept giving instructions for a long time with a headache. When he turned around, he saw Lan Sheng's dead look. His already serious face instantly turned even colder. "Lan Sheng, is your heart still here?"
Lan Sheng stood up, stretched slowly, and said, "Brother, I'm here in person. If my heart wasn't here, I'd be dead."
"snort."
Seeing that he was about to leave after sitting for less than a quarter of an hour, Yuchi Huaili hurriedly stopped him, "Are you leaving? I still have something to say, you are not allowed to leave."
Lan Sheng said with a headache, "I've been talking for a long time, but you haven't finished yet."
Yuchi Huaili didn't care whether he was impatient or not, he still had to ask, "I heard that your sword spirit was born?"
Thinking of that little money-grubber, Lan Sheng curled his lips slightly and nodded.
"You have such a casual personality... Hey... You have to take good care of your sword spirit." Yuchi Huaili frowned, not at all confident in his junior brother.
"Don't worry, brother."
After saying that, he walked away.
"etc."
Seeing this, Lan Sheng gathered his spiritual power, turned around and ran. Hearing the words "You are still seriously injured, use less spiritual power" coming from behind, he shook his head helplessly. His senior brother is the leader of a sect, but he cares about him like an old mother. It is difficult for him.
Through the connected spiritual consciousness, Lan Sheng knew early on that Zhao Zhao was looking for him, so he followed the direction and ran towards Zhao Zhao halfway.
However, unexpectedly, Meng Xuan'an was also there.
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