The original misunderstood me! ! !

As Luo Yu's words fell, a white glow suddenly flashed on He Gu's sword.

A six or seven-year-old child appeared in front of everyone.

Wen Yue:? ? ?

He looked a little older than Xiao Taoyao, about seven or eight years old, half a head taller than Xiao Taoyao, wearing a silver robe with dark patterns, and black suede boots.

A small face is snow-white, with delicate features - eyebrows like distant daisy, straight nose, slightly narrow eyes, thin lips with a light pink color.

It's like a live-action version of the ancient style SD doll, regardless of its appearance and temperament, it is five points similar to Yu Zheyuan.

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue was dumbfounded.

Xie Shu didn't know Yu Zheyuan very well. When he saw this sword spirit, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Situ Yi was as surprised as Wen Yue, his eyes widened, and secretly said to Wen Yue: 【Master, he looks like a fairy! 】

If he hadn't witnessed He Gujian's transformation into a living person with his own eyes, he might have thought that he was the son of the lord and master!

Wen Yue: "..."

Everyone had different expressions, and Luo Yu could see them all.

He took a step forward and said: "The He Gu sword is the magic weapon of Master's life, so the sword spirit naturally looks similar to Master."

"Although the sword has spirit, it doesn't have human emotions and desires, and its mind is like a child of six or seven years old." Luo Yu paused for a while, and said to Wen Yue, "He knows that Mozun is a master and Taoist companion, so he should naturally get close to you. "

After the sword spirit took shape, he kept staring at Wen Yue, wondering what he was thinking.After Luo Yu said? This? sentence, he actually walked towards Wenyue, without saying anything, opened his arms and hugged Wenyue's waist.

Wen Yue was dumbfounded: "..."

He could feel the heat from the sword spirit's body. Although it was transformed by the spirit sword, his body was warm, like a small stove. It was completely different from the immortal monarch who was always cold and had cold hands.

No? For some reason, those small hands wrapped around his waist, holding him tight, making Wenyue a little out of breath.The little face was also buried in his chest, without saying a word.

Wen Yue had mixed feelings.

For a moment, he actually had an illusion, thinking that Xianjun was alive?

But that's not possible.

Not to mention that their ages and heights are completely different, but their demeanors are also different.First? Tian Jianling has a cold face, even when staring at Wenyue and embracing Wenyue, his face is expressionless, as if there is no mood swing.

But hugging is quite proactive, not weak, so why don't you let go.

After hugging like this for a full minute, Wen Yue finally couldn't take it anymore.

He patted the little sword spirit's shoulder in a daze, indicating to him whether a hug would take too long.

The sword spirit actually understood? Wen Yue's meaning, slowly let go of his hand, raised his head and looked at Wen Yue.

Wen Yue was inexplicably a little bit weird? He dared to look at his face, avoiding the gaze of the sword spirit, and said to him, "Come on, let me introduce you."

"This? This is Luo Yu, um, you must have known him for a long time." Wen Yue glanced over Luo Yu, then turned to Situ Yi, "You must also know this person, my apprentice, Situ Yi."

Sword Spirit nodded, of course he knew these two people.

What he wanted to know most was who was that unfamiliar face present.

Wen Yue finally looked at Xie Shu and smiled slightly.Xie Shu also smiled back.

"This? This is my junior brother, the little sword spirit." Wen Yue's tone became warm and joyful, and he didn't even notice it. "His name is Xie Shu, and he is the successor of the Phoenix Bone Fan."

"The phoenix bone fan is a divine weapon like you. The bone sword and phoenix bone fan in the colorless formation are a pair, and they both come from Qingcheng Mountain."

"I still have? A master named Han Zangyi. I have a younger sister named Xiao Taoyao. I'll show you later."

Wen Yue introduced a lot at one go, not only to Sword Spirit, but also to Luo Yu by the way.

He said to Sword Spirit: "Welcome to our big family."

"..." Yu Zheyuan's face turned green?

He tried his best to control himself so that he didn't lose control of his expression, but he seemed a little colder.

The slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes seemed to sweep over the person named "Xie Shu".Yu Zheyuan lowered his eyelashes, turned around and hugged Wen Yue again.

Wen Yue: "..."

This little sword spirit seems to be as cold as ice, but in fact it is unexpectedly clingy, no matter how hard you shake it, you won't be able to get rid of it.

This is how to do?

Wen Yue was hugged by the powder-carved and jade-carved sword spirit, but his thoughts wandered? Far away.

He thought of Yu Zheyuan who was no longer there, and thought of his helpless and sour substitute experience.Combined with the undisguised closeness of the sword spirit to him, after three months, the thought came to his mind again—the sword spirit must have regarded him as the original owner.

And he actually enjoys such a dependent hug, and he likes this sword spirit very much at a glance.

Wen Yue suddenly felt a sense of guilt.

He wanted the sword spirit to let go, so he could speak out, so he repeated the old trick and patted the little sword spirit on the shoulder helplessly.

This time, the sword spirit didn't let go, and the arms around Wen Yue's waist tightened.He caught off guard and said: "Brother Wen Yue."

Wen Yue's waist instantly went numb?: "..."

The child's voice was actually very cold, as clear as the thin snow on the top of the mountain, but Wen Yue was a little confused by this?

——When he saw that this sword spirit was silent all the time, he thought he couldn't speak.

"Haha, haha..." Wen Yue stammered, "You hug brother like this, how can brother walk..."

"Then let me become a sword." Sword Spirit raised his head and said, "Brother can hold me."

Wen Yue: "..." It's kind of like a kid.

After the sword spirit finished speaking, a flash of inspiration flashed all over his body, and he turned into a long silver gleaming sword again, and flew towards Wen Yue's palm automatically.

Wen Yue caught it subconsciously, and his palm touched the hilt of the sword, feeling a little awkward for no reason.

But this? What's so awkward?

Before Wen Yue could figure it out, Luo Yu opened his mouth: "Mozun, since He Gu has been handed over to you, I have other things to deal with, so let's go ahead first."

Wen Yue was taken aback for a moment: "Is he leaving now?"

Luo Yu's brows twitched, she pursed her lips, and looked at Situ Yi: "Did you make the fish just now?"

"...Yes." Situ Yi met his gaze, was startled, and quickly hid behind Xie Shu, "It's all dirty by you, can't you eat it?!"

Luo Yu: "..."

Luo Yu bit? He bit his lower lip, and hooked his fingers soundlessly.

In fact, he really didn't want to leave. He searched for Situ Yi all over the world, and almost made a fuss, okay? It's easy to meet here, how can he let go so easily?

But Yu Zheyuan's suggestion is still echoing in his ears, he really has something important to do, so he can stay here for a long time.

If you leave temporarily, don't you press on every step of the way, will Situ Yi treat him better?

Next time we meet, at least don't avoid him like this...

Something in the sleeve flashed past, so fast that it didn't even leave a shadow.Luo Yu resisted the constant tumbling soreness in his heart, turned his back in annoyance, and walked towards the distance.

In fact, there was another reason why he was able to leave decisively at this moment?——He saw what Yu Zheyuan did, and he felt bad? Not too good.

In broad daylight, cuddling and hugging under false identities, is this really his master?

When he wasn't paying attention, what happened between Wen Yue and the master? What caused the master's temperament to change drastically?

And Wen Yue's sudden extra "junior brother" and "sister", the master's face was so stinky just now?...

Luo Yu left with a heavy heart?——It seems that his guess is right, he needs time to digest it.

……

After Luo Yu left, the scene became quiet again.

There seemed to be a few more people present, but in fact there were many more. A sword spirit was held firmly in the palm of Wen Yue's hand.

Didn’t you see Yue? Talking, Xie Shu was also silent, and Situ Yi took the initiative to say: "Master, Master Uncle, it's time to eat?"

"I'm going to get some wild vegetables, and catch a few more fish. I actually caught a big silver pike just now. It was all baked, but Luo Yu knocked it over." Situ Yi said regretfully. Looking at the fire, there was a pause in the voice, "Hey, where is my fish?"

Although he didn't intend to pick it up and eat it after falling to the ground, the golden silver barracuda, which was roasted crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, just disappeared out of nowhere?!

Situ Yi walked around the fire for a while, then looked around for a carpet-like scan, and finally confirmed—his fish was really gone?!

"..." Wen Yue and Xie Shu also failed to notice a fish that fell to the ground.

I only heard Xiao Taoyao's voice coming from the universe bag: "Brother Situ, I seem to have seen it just now?"

Xie Shu: "See what?"

"That elder brother in black, before he left, secretly picked up the fish and carried it away in his sleeve?!" Xiao Taoyao said.

Situ Yi and Wen Yue: "..."

Neither of them thought that Luo Yu would do such a thing. Situ Yi couldn't help but feel awkward, while Wen Yue lamented—it's really a turn of events.

Situ Yi was fishing, and he and Xie Shu were not idle, helping dig wild vegetables and remove fish scales.

With his hands dirty, He Gujian was placed on the grass next to him, lying quietly, making no sound, like an ordinary spirit sword.

Xie Shu felt that something was forcibly inserted/inserted? Their lives.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Xie Shu's peach blossom eyes were sparkling, and the end of his eyes were slightly raised naturally, as if he was always smiling.

"Ah...it's nothing." Wen Yue used his power to fetch a handful of clear water, and washed away the fish scales that had been scraped off, "I remembered? Some past events."

"... Is it Immortal Zheyuan?" Xie Shu paused for a while, and said softly, "The deceased is gone, and I hope the senior brother will come out as soon as possible."

Wen Yue looked at Xie Shu, and bent his eyes: "...I will."

When he spoke, he lowered his head slightly, revealing half of his slender neck.

The ordinary mask conceals the real expression, only revealing a pair of night star-like eyes, which contain a bit of sadness and a bit of loneliness.

Xie Shu paused, and couldn't help but think of what Wen Yue said after drinking.

——That was a month after they left Qingcheng Mountain, and the two of them were already very familiar with each other.

Wen Yue, is this person in front of acquaintances? How to set up defenses, especially after the night talk at Qingcheng Mountain, Wen Yue learned that Xie Shu knew his true identity, so don't you need to cover it up, the relationship between the two will not be good? same?

Wen Yue rushed back to Bizhufeng several times because of Yuzheyuan, was saddened by Yuzheyuan, and erected a tomb for Yuzheyuan, all of this? He was telling Xie Shu that he was a soul from another world, and he fell in love with him? No ?The person you should like.

Both of them tacitly agreed, and did not mention this matter.

Wen Yue couldn't help but confide his heart when a jug of wine was poured into the Demon Realm, and he took Xie Shu, the only one who knew the truth, as the person to confide in.

Wen Yue told him that he didn't know how he fell in love with Yu Zheyuan. He pretended to be a Demon Lord just to save his life at first, but he confused the fake and the real when he found out. ? At that time, he was deeply trapped, and there was no cure.

Wen Yue also said that he despises such a self, and will never let Yu Zheyuan know that he likes him, and will never intervene in his relationship with the Mozun.

But Yu Zheyuan is dead?

"I was trapped in this body all day long, and gradually lost myself. This is not right."

"This feeling is too heavy, I can't bear it, and I can't bear it."

"Can you put it down slowly?" Xie Shu asked at that time.

"...Yes." Wen Yue's eyes were red, and he said drunkenly, "As long as I can change my body, I will have nothing to do with Xianjun."

……

Of course, it is extremely difficult to change one's body even in the realm of comprehension, isn't it? It is the use of evil magic such as seizing the body, or it is necessary to cultivate to the point of transcending the calamity and ascending, so that you will not be trapped in the physical body from now on.

At present, the fastest and most effective method is to disguise oneself, not to live as a "demon king".

For Wen Yue, it was also a temporary relief.

Xie Shu stared at Wen Yue calmly, memories flashed in his mind, and a soft bitter taste appeared on the back of his tongue.

No one noticed that He Gujian was lying on the grass, with a cold light flowing on the sword body, and it actually formed a thin layer of hoarfrost.

Situ Yi deserves to be the hero of the original novel, "a 24-year-old family-friendly boyfriend", he does his work very neatly, and it took only half an hour to complete a series of actions such as fishing, picking vegetables, cooking fish and cooking .

He took out a set of tables and chairs from the Qiankun bag, put three dishes and one soup on the table, and said to Wen Yue and Xie Shu: "Uncle Master, dinner is ready!"

After finishing speaking, he released Xiao Taoyao from "Hundred Ghosts" - Situ Yi re-made a braised silver barracuda for Xiao Taoyao.

Several people sat down in turn. According to the usual order, Xie Shu and Wen Yue sat side by side on one side of the table, and Xiao Taoyao and Situ Yi sat on the other side.

It wasn't until Wen Yue took his seat that he suddenly remembered something, pulled away the chair, ran to the river, picked up He Gujian, who had been temporarily forgotten because he added firewood to cook fish, and walked towards the dining table again.

Wen Yue held He Gujian's cold hilt and asked tentatively, "Little Sword Spirit, do you eat?"

This kind of innate spiritual thing must be Bigu's.

Who would have thought that the sword spirit said coldly: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he directly transformed into a human form, and turned into the little boy in white clothes and black hair.

Wen Yue was walking, and Yu Zheyuan was hanging on him, just a few steps away, and kept tugging on Wen Yue's sleeve.

Wen Yue dragged his family to the wooden table and looked down at the sword spirit: "Okay, where do you want to sit?"

The little sword spirit pointed to Xie Shu's position, but he didn't speak.

Wen Yue: "..."

Xie Shu: "..."

Wen Yue: "Why do you want to sit here? Son?"

"Master used to sit here." Little Sword Spirit said.

"..." Wen Yue's heart was choked by what he said, and he couldn't breathe for a while.

Xie Shu's eyes also drifted to the little sword spirit.

"But Junior Brother is used to sitting here." Wen Yue suppressed the sudden bitterness in his heart, and decided to be fair and just, "Come first, come later, you sit on my right, the same, okay?"

Sword Spirit's face became even more stinky: "No? Good."

In the end, there was no other way, Xie Shu took the initiative to give way to Sword Spirit.

Who told Luo Yu to say that he was only six or seven years old mentally?Xie Shu can't argue with a kid who doesn't understand anything.

There are steaming three dishes and one soup on the table, which are perch tofu soup, fried shepherd's purse, stewed diced fish with umbrella mushroom, and braised silver pike specially prepared for Xiao Taoyao.

Wenyue sits on the left with Sword Spirit, and sits on the right with Xie Shu, just like this? Survive in the cracks, for a while? Eat the fish caught by Xie Shu, and for a while? ?, but also desperately to give him food.Xiao Taoyao was even more knowledgeable after seeing it, and she also stretched out her little hand to add food to Wen Yue.

"..." Wen Yue stared at the wooden bowls piled up like a hill in front of him, speechless for a while.

——He really can't eat anymore?!

For a dinner, Wen Yue was fed by four people in turn, and his abdominal muscles were almost stretched out.

Fortunately, the monk has a special physique and a strong ability to digest food. Wen Yue quickly transformed the nutrients in the whole grains into spiritual power and stored them in his body.

After everyone had eaten and drank enough, and took a break, Wen Yue suddenly remembered something.

"By the way? We have to give the little sword spirit a name." Wen Yue said, "What should we call it?"

Before anyone else could come up with an idea, Sword Spirit took the initiative to speak: "Xiaoyuan."

Wen Yue:?

Wen Yue: "...uh."

This name is obviously taken from Yu Zheyuan, and He Gu Jian is Yu Zheyuan's natal sword, so there is no problem in choosing it like this.

Even when calling Sword Spirit, Wen Yue would always think of Yu Zheyuan.

Don't Wen Yue? Willing to always mention it.

He tactfully said, "Do you have any other suggestions?"

Sword Spirit grabbed his sleeve: "I want this one."

"Ayue, don't you? Like Xianjun?"

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue had no choice but to reject the sword spirit directly, or to speak out what was in his heart, so he looked at Xie Shu as if asking for help.

Xie Shu winked at him and said with a smile, "That's a very good name."

"Sword Spirit needs an identity just to join. We already have a younger sister and an apprentice. The age of Sword Spirit is Ji Xiao, also called Xiao Yuan," Xie Shu smiled slightly, and put down his wooden chopsticks, "No? If you want to be a senior brother Son."