Mo Xiaofei nodded, "Master, since you are busy, don't disturb her. Anyway, just know that she is here... I will just take care of myself these days. There are so many things happening outside, I don't know what's going on...

…Zhui Feng, have you heard anything?”

Zhui Feng shook his head and said: "Everyone here is coming and going, and no one stops... and no one pays attention to me. Anyway, I am a small person... Tsk! I'm telling you, big brother, in the morning

I'm looking for something to eat, so just give me some steamed buns!! But you're stingy!!"

Mo Xiaofei glanced at the dishes on the table in the room. They didn't look like a few steamed buns. "What next?"

"Then I ordered a few plates of meat back from the kitchen." Zhui Feng shrugged, "But don't worry! I'll put the money back!"

"Where did you get the money?"

"It's yours!"

Mo Xiaofei smiled slightly and pretended to fight.

Zhui Feng was clever and dodged immediately and ran out of the door, "Brother! I'll lend you the money! After I get back, I'll go to the site to do casual work for a few days and pay you back... I won't say it anymore! You must have just woken up.

You’re hungry, I’ll go find you something to eat!”

Seeing this little guy disappear without a trace, Mo Xiaofei shook his head... What a living treasure.

But the room suddenly became quiet... Mo Xiaofei looked down at his chest, reached out and pressed it, recalling the feeling before he fell into coma that night.

He felt that his body suddenly became tingling, and a faint purple-gold light appeared on his chest... Mo Xiaofei gritted his teeth, grasped hard with his palms, and slowly pulled back.

I saw a vague hilt, gradually emerging from his chest... Mo Xiaofei's veins were swollen at this moment, but he could only pull out half of the hilt. He couldn't even see the blade, and his body was so weak

The pain has become unbearable.

He suddenly let go of his hand, the purple-gold light dissipated instantly, and half of the sword hilt disappeared.

Mo Xiaofei gasped: "The First Emperor, the Emperor's Sword..."

The scenes in recent days hit Mo Xiaofei's mind again. His consciousness was just trapped, but he could clearly feel what was happening outside, and even every word that the other 'him' said.

…

The kitchen... I won't go there now.

Zhui Feng poked his head out from the corridor, and then walked step by step to the door of a certain room in the corridor. Then he looked around, then reached out to push the door open.

"Ahem!!"

At this time, a light cough appeared behind Zhui Feng... At the same time, Zhui Feng's body was also grabbed by the collar and lifted up.

"You little guy, what do you want to do here?!"

"Ah...haha, Uncle Langwu, Uncle Langyong." Zhui Feng laughed twice, "I actually just wanted to see how Zi Xing was doing. I didn't mean it with any malice! I really didn't mean it with any malice! I even picked it off.

Here come the flowers! Look!"

"We would like to thank you on behalf of the young master for your kindness." Lang Yong took a few wild flowers from Zhui Feng's hand, then put Zhui Feng down and said calmly: "But the young master is sleeping at this time and cannot be disturbed.

.You should go back and take care of Master Mo!"

"I'll just take a look..." Zhui Feng muttered,

"Not even a glance!" Lang Wu snorted coldly, "After she wakes up, we will report the fact that you saved the young master this time, and we will not miss your things! There is no need for you to run here all day long.

How many times has it been!”

"I don't mean that!" Zhui Feng frowned.

"Then what do you mean?" Lang Wu said in a deep voice: "Don't be ungrateful, we are already very polite to you... but don't force me to attack you here, how dare a little monster dare to make trouble here?

"

"Okay, stop arguing, do you want to disturb the young master's cultivation?" Lang Yong said solemnly: "Brother Zhuifeng, don't mind, he is just in a bad mood these two days... Otherwise, you go back first

, we will tell the young master after she wakes up. Do you think this is okay?"

Zhui Feng stuck out his tongue, stepped hard on Lang Yong's sole, then jumped onto the roof, disappearing in a few clicks.

Lang Yong snorted coldly, "What a bastard."

Lang Wu frowned and said: "It's just a child, and he doesn't have any bad intentions. You, don't talk so much. After all, he saved our young master twice."

Lang Yong sighed and said: "Okay, can't I still see it? I can see it, but this brat obviously likes our young master... But think about it, what is this brat's identity? Our young master

What is his identity? It's better to kill these thoughts of his as soon as possible. Whether he is a human or a demon, he still has to weigh himself... We can't let go, otherwise, in the end, it will still be this kid who suffers. You and I, too.

Uncomfortable."
Chapter completed!