She played off after wearing the book

Chapter 198 Your third uncle is angry~
"Oh? This has aroused my interest, let's go, take me to see~"

While speaking, Mo Yun stretched out his foot and kicked Qian Qiao out of Mo Yun's sword.

"what!"

The unprepared Qianqiao was kicked by Mo Yun, and fell into a very indecent position. Fortunately, Nangong Wenqing, who heard the movement and hurriedly opened the door, looked straight at her.

"Qianqiao, this is..."

Nangong Wenqing didn't expect Qianqiao to lie on the ground, and asked after reaching out to lift her up.

"Cough, I accidentally fell while walking..."

Qianqiao coughed and stood up awkwardly. She would rather third uncle pretend not to see it than ask him directly like this.

"puff!"

And Mo Yun who was in Mo Yun's sword obviously saw all this clearly, and burst out laughing very shamelessly.

"To shut up!"

"To shut up?"

Qianqiao yelled frantically, but it attracted Nangong Wenqing's questioning.

"Uh, third uncle, can't you hear me?"

Only then did Qian Qiao realize something was wrong, the third uncle had no reaction to Mo Yun's voice.

"Of course I can't hear it. You and I can only have a conversation like this when you recognize the Lord with a drop of blood. He can't hear me~"

As Mo Yun was talking, he suddenly felt a little thirsty. With a wave of his hand, a small tea table appeared in the space, and there was even a cup of steaming spirit tea on it.

"Then when I talk to you in the future, don't outsiders see it as a person talking to himself?"

Qianqiao thought she spoke in a low voice, but she forgot that cultivators have very sensitive ears, so whispering in such a low voice is no different from whispering in the ear.

"Qianqiao, who are you talking to?"

Nangong Wenqing frowned, Qianqiao was obviously not talking to him, but there was no one else in the room.

"Cough, I was just talking to the sword spirit in Mo Yun's sword."

Qianqiao felt that Mo Yun's existence in this sword was similar to that of the sword spirit, so he didn't explain too much.

"I said I'm not a sword spirit!"

Although Mo Yun has been living in Mo Yun's sword, he hates being called a sword spirit.

"Then what do you say you are now?"

Qianqiao frowned, feeling that the old man was difficult to serve.

"Qianqiao, you are busy, I'm leaving first..."

Seeing Qianqiao by her side but busy talking with the sword spirit all the time, this made Nangong Wenqing feel very uncomfortable, so she turned around and prepared to go back.

"Ah? Oh, third uncle, go slowly~"

Qianqiao didn't think too much about it, thinking that the third uncle had something to do, so she took the initiative to send him out.

"..."

Seeing that Qianqiao didn't even try to persuade her to stay, Nangong Wenqing suddenly felt angry and left without saying a word.

"Tsk tsk tsk, your third uncle is angry~"

Mo Yun drank tea and watched a play in the space, not to mention how nourishing his childhood was.

"It's not because of you! Do I have to talk to myself like this in the future? It's so stupid!"

Hearing the sound of him drinking tea, Qian Qiao also felt a little thirsty, so she simply went to the table and poured herself a cup of tea, but found that the water was cold, and then remembered that Uncle Qi was not at home, and there was no one to change the tea.

"Well, it's really stupid. It's obvious that you can talk to your soul, but I'm also very surprised why you have to say it."

Mo Yun nodded in agreement, but what he said almost made Qianqiao angry.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Qianqiao used the spirit-soul dialogue this time, so on the surface, she was still drinking tea quietly, but the tone of her words was on the verge of explosion.

"I thought you knew~"

Mo Yun's words were quite innocent, he really didn't know that Qian Qiao's common sense was so weak.

(End of this chapter)