Supreme Space Puppet Master

Chapter 152
The wind in Luoyuan is very rough.

Even though it's winter, in this arid Luoyuan, there is still a lot of dust in the wind that blows in front of you.

At this moment, Ming Yun's mood is also a little irritated. The reason for her irritability is not only that she doesn't like the style of Luoyuan, but also because Jiang Xiaoli can't understand the meaning of her words.

Although she didn't say it clearly, her attitude was already there. She thought that Jiang Xiaoli would know what she meant by what she didn't say, but how could she know that Jiang Xiaoli still wanted to exchange this magic weapon with her? source of water.

Ming Yun sat up, she looked at Jiang Xiaoli and said expressionlessly: "Let me tell you clearly, don't waste your time, if you want water, you can find a way to get there, I won't stop you, but Don't think that you can get water from me by holding a broken weapon in front of me."

It's not that she Mingyun is not generous, but that Jiang Xiaoli used this mere magic soldier to exchange water from her, which Mingyun didn't like.

Not to mention that this long knife is a magic weapon, it was a divine weapon placed in front of her back then, and she didn't even blink her eyes, because she used to be the Lord of the North Sea in the God Realm, a dignified longevity venerable.

Jiang Xiaoli was stunned when he heard Ming Yun's words, thinking when did she say that she would use this long knife to exchange water with Qiu Rong Xianzun?

Jiang Xiaoli said: "Did you misunderstand something? I took out this long knife not to exchange water with you. Besides, this is your own thing. I just want to exchange it with you. Will take out something of my own, won't I?"

Ming Yun frowned slightly when he heard Jiang Xiaoli's words, the doubts in his eyes deepened, "You mean, this piece of shit is mine?"

Jiang Xiaoli nodded, "That's right, is this long knife your own?"

Ming Yun frowned even tighter, thinking of her majestic god, how could this magic weapon belong to her, "Then since it belongs to me, why is it in your hands?"

Jiang Xiaoli said helplessly: "Then we have to talk about the previous incident again. Didn't your pet mouse ask your nephew to trouble us? He got the long knife from him."

"Nephew? My nephew?" Ming Yun frowned even deeper, "When you said this just now, I felt that what you said, a little baby, was incomprehensible. Well, tell me about my nephew first. What's going on, when did the deity run away from my nephew again?"

Jiang Xiaoli didn't speak for a while when he heard Ming Yun's words.

Because no matter it was Qiurong Immortal Venerable's doubt at the moment, Li Dashuan's certainty in what he said before, or the fear of Li Dashuan from the servant girls in Luo Palace, none of these could deceive anyone.

So, what part went wrong?
Jiang Xiaoli said, "It's Li Dashuan, you...don't remember?"

"Surnamed Li?" Ming Yun's brows slowly loosened, because she remembered that more than 400 years ago, she did save a little Qi refiner and helped him build a foundation. That Qi refiner happened to be named Li.

But she doesn't remember what happened to Li. Could it be that the "nephew" Jiang Xiaoli mentioned is the descendant of that Qi refiner named Li back then?
Ming Yun's face was a little bad. She thought that she had stayed in the cave for more than 400 years to strengthen the restraint, but she didn't expect that people outside would pretend to be her relatives instead of using her name.

Mingyun felt a little uncomfortable. The clinging of Li Dashuan and his son made Mingyun feel offended. It's not that Mingyun has no siblings. She has three brothers with different surnames on top of her head, and these three brothers are gods.

It would be fine if Li Dashuan and his son had explained to Ming Yun in advance, but Ming Yun didn't know anything about this matter, how could Ming Yun feel better.

Ming Yun took the long knife from Jiang Xiaoli's hand, and the long knife trembled more violently in Ming Yun's hand, Ming Yun's eyes sharpened, as if a light flashed in his hand, but the light was so fast that it made people Jiang Xiaoli almost thought it was his own illusion.

Ming Yun handed the long saber to Jiang Xiaoli again, and said, "This saber is a magic weapon, no matter what, I will give it to you."

"Demonic soldier?" Jiang Xiaoli was startled, she knew this weapon was unusual, but she didn't expect it to be a magical weapon, but Luoyuan's demon energy itself is very strong, so it's not surprising that there will be a magical soldier here, " This is not very good, besides, I don’t need magic soldiers.”

She is not a magician.

The flash of disgust on Jiang Xiaoli's face still fell into Ming Yun's eyes, Ming Yun was amused, and she giggled, "I said you little doll, I really don't know if I should say you don't know what to do , I should say something good about you."

Ming Yun pointed to the long knife in Jiang Xiaoli's hand, and said, "At least, this knife can only be used by demon generals and above. It's cheap for you to give it to you, but you still despise it."

But Ming Yun also knew why Jiang Xiaoli was hesitant, so she decided to be a good person to the end, "Don't worry, I've wiped away the devilish energy on this knife, now this knife is an ownerless thing, and you don't have to worry about it." The devilish energy in the knife will affect your Dao heart in the future."

The long knife was lying quietly in Jiang Xiaoli's hand at this moment, and Jiang Xiaoli didn't know what to say when he looked at it.

"Why, don't you?" Ming Yun raised his eyebrows and asked.

Jiang Xiaoli thought for a while, and handed the long knife to Ming Yun again. Seeing this, Ming Yun pouted, obviously a little unhappy, "Really disgusted?"

Jiang Xiaoli said: "It's not that I hate it, but I just don't understand why you gave it to me?"

"Do you need a reason to give someone something?" Ming Yun snorted softly.

Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help laughing, this long knife has already been disposed of by Qiurong Immortal, it's not that Jiang Xiaoli doesn't want it, but he doesn't understand why Qiurong Immortal would give it to him.

In fact, Jiang Xiaoli is not a person who sticks to this sentence of not being rewarded for meritorious deeds.

"But, there must be a reason." Otherwise, Jiang Xiaoli would feel empty even if he held the long knife.

Ming Yun raised his eyebrows, "Can't I be happy?"

Ming Yun saved Shu Wang and Li Dashuan's father because she was happy, she agreed to solve Jiang Xiaoli's troubles because she was happy, and she gave Jiang Xiaoli the long knife because she was happy.

She didn't give Jiang Xiaoli water because she was unhappy, and she didn't hesitate to erase the mark Li Dashuan had slapped on the long knife, also because she was unhappy.

In fact, these things are small things for Ming Yun, and these small things are of course all based on Ming Yun's own preferences, and there is no need for other reasons.

"Trouble, don't forget it."

(End of this chapter)