Traveling into the world of immortality, being supervised by my best friend and being involved

Chapter 112 Don’t show affection in my space, Wu Ji’s identity is exposed

"Am I afraid of those little human monks?" Wu Ji laughed angrily.

Zihan: "Aren't you also a human being?"

Being separated from the body does not change his identity.

Wu Ji fell silent again.

In fact, he was indeed afraid, but it was not that he was afraid of what those few children would do to him, but that he was afraid of the crowd.

He likes to be alone.

Wu Ji crossed his arms over his chest and turned sideways: "When those humans come in, I will feel suffocated."

Zihan: "Do you need to breathe?"

Wu Ji: "..."

How come this little weapon spirit is so good at arguing!
Zihan looked away and said, "Master, please leave him alone, his opinion is not important."

What a joke, she is the spirit of the weapon, she and the owner have the final say on whether it is right or not.

When the conflict in the space ended, Su Nanzhi also raised his hand: "Get ready, I'll take you in."

She poured spiritual power into the mustard bracelet, and the three people in front of her disappeared in a flash of inspiration.

As her realm increased, the space inside the bracelet also doubled.

It's just a bit crowded to accommodate so many people.

The suddenly cramped environment made Xie Qinghuai's center of gravity unstable. Jin Haolin quickly grabbed her waist and brought her here.

Xie Qinghuai fell into Jin Haolin's arms, her hands tightly hugging Jin Haolin's neck.

The two of them were close to each other and could clearly feel his suddenly fast heartbeat.

Xie Qinghuai smiled slightly, adjusted his posture and stood firm, put his hand on Jin Haolin's face, tapped his fingertips lightly, with a small smile on his face, he was very proud.

"Second Young Master didn't make me nervous, so why am I nervous now?"

Jin Haolin's breath tightened, and he raised his eyes uncomfortably, pretending to look at the sky.

His heartbeat and breathing continued to accelerate, and Xie Qinghuai couldn't help laughing, and the short laughter was as clear as a bell.

Zihan's face turned dark, "Can you stop showing affection in my space?"

The three people who had just entered realized that there was a little doll inside.

Zihan, who is wearing a light yellow skirt, has a pretty face and round eyes full of aura.

The three people's eyes were instantly attracted.

Xi Jiuer knelt down and poked her fleshy little face with his fingers. It was warm, soft and elastic, and she became addicted without realizing it.

Zihan couldn't bear it anymore and was so angry: "How can you be so rude?!"

"Why not?" Xi Jiuer tilted her head and continued poking her face until she calmed down. "Your face is so cute, isn't it just for touching?"

No wonder the senior brothers and sisters like to poke her face so much, it turns out it feels so good!
Zihan shook off her hand.

I originally wanted to be tougher, but the other person was just a little girl. She didn't care about her strength, so she didn't use much force.

"Based on my age, it's not an exaggeration for you to call me ancestor. I advise you to respect me."

She crossed her arms across her chest and turned her head to the side, thinking she was making a very strong move.

Xi Jiuer laughed without any scruples.

"Ancestor?" She compared Zihan's height, "You are such a little kid, you actually say you are an ancestor, hahaha..."

This was definitely the biggest joke she had ever heard.

This laughter was so harsh that Zihan couldn't bear it: "If you laugh again, I will throw you out!"

"Throw it?" Xi Jiu'er asked, "How do you throw it?"

The interaction between the child and the younger child was so cute that it made the two people next to me laughing.

Xie Qinghuai has always been rational. It is impossible for Su Nanzhi to put such a small child in space. Combined with her words, Xie Qinghuai asked excitedly: "Are you the spirit of this space bracelet?"

Seeing that someone recognized his identity, Zihan stopped bickering with Xi Jiuer and crossed his arms in a proud posture.

"Yes, I am the weapon spirit in this mustard bracelet, and so is Zihan."

Xi Jiuer: "What?" Zihan repeated angrily: "Zihan! Zihan!"

She clenched her fists.

This little girl must have done it on purpose!
Space magic weapons that can store living creatures are rare, and it is normal to have weapon spirits.

It was just a weapon spirit in human form, and Xie Qinghuai had only seen it in ancient books.

Many weapon spirits are attached to the magic weapon, giving it spiritual intelligence.

Only with the precipitation of time and the nourishment of spiritual energy, the weapon spirits will gradually derive their forms, but they are just small creatures.

Xie Qinghuai squatted down and looked at the little baby in front of him curiously: "How long have you been around?"

This form of weapon spirit must be at least tens of thousands of years old.

Zihan cheered and didn't want to answer her.

But this question also made her confused.

She put her fingertips to her lips with a puzzled expression, looking up and thinking.

Yes, how many years has she been around?
Is it thirty thousand years or three hundred thousand years?
I can't remember clearly...

Zihan folded his hands and looked arrogant: "In short, you should respect me."

Jin Haolin looked around and asked, "Are you the only one?"

"Look for the old ghost." Zihan pointed behind him, "It's right behind you."

Jin Haolin turned his head and was immediately startled.

The undead body was ethereal, with only the skeleton supporting it. The two white bones were intertwined together, and he looked at them with his head shrunken.

The two clusters of blue flames in his eyes became dim, giving him a sense of resentment.

Such a creature suddenly appeared behind her. Xi Jiuer was frightened and took a step back, but quickly regained her composure.

Xie Qinghuai nervously took out his sword, his eyes sharp, bursting with intense flames.

Her voice was deep: "Undead?"

Why are there undead here?

The space is tight, and if Xie Qinghuai swings his sword, he will definitely hurt someone.

Jin Haolin held her sword hand and said, "Don't be too nervous."

Only then did Xie Qinghuai realize what his previous instructions meant.

She was still very guarded, and it was Jin Haolin who winked at her, indicating that she believed in him, that made Xie Qinghuai temporarily put down the sword in his hand.

Jin Haolin reassured him again and again: "Don't worry, he won't hurt us."

Xie Qinghuai raised his eyebrows and said in a cold tone: "Are you saying that the undead pose no threat to us?"

Jin Haolin hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "That's what I mean."

Xie Qinghuai's voice became even colder: "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

Jin Haolin was a little weaker: "But that's the fact."

Xie Qinghuai closed his eyes and couldn't bear it anymore: "The undead absorb souls for cultivation, how can they not be a threat to us!"

Jin Haolin knew this very well.

But Wu Ji did not hesitate to expose himself and save Su Nanzhi, which moved him very much.

He slowly explained: "Do you still remember three hundred years ago, when the Qingyuan Sword Master brought a group of powerful men to suppress an undead master who was in the tribulation period?"

"Of course I know." Xie Qinghuai replied immediately.

This matter was praised by many monks even three hundred years later.

Her father was also invited at that time, but he was still in retreat and could not go.

Xie Qinghuai suddenly understood something, his eyes widened in disbelief: "Is it possible, he is..."

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