First-class Female Spiritualist, Domineering Maid Covering the Sky With One Hand

Mu Fengzhao recalled every scene he saw, and he had to say that this man was really attractive.

"Hey, hey, what are you thinking, Master Feng, did you hear what I said to you, Master Feng, did you listen to me?"

Sword Soul's original lazy bass, now a little anxious voice has increased by a few degrees.

Sword Soul, who didn't hear any response, anxiously controlled himself.

The "Boom Boom" sword soul controlled itself and sprang it out of Mu Fengzhao's back, and knocked Mu Fengzhao on the head with the sword's predecessor.

Mu Fengzhao felt the pain from his head, and then suddenly came to his senses.

Was I immersed in my own memories just now? What a shame, I'm someone who has seen the world.

It's so terrible to remember the feeling of seeing Zimu's prince so seriously, no, no, I can't think like that.

Mu Fengzhao looked at the Fengyue Sword that was pointing directly at him and stopped hitting him. This broken sword dared to hit him. It was really terrible.

"I'm so skilled, I dared to beat my old mother, and you commanded a sword to beat my old mother. Believe it or not, the old woman melted your broken sword!"

Mu Fengzhao yelled in his heart without demeanor. He originally wanted to control himself, but he couldn't hold back his old mother and said that he really had an uncomfortable weapon like himself that could anger his master.

The angry Mu Fengzhao didn't know what to say, and restrained his emotions of wanting to hold this sword to melt away.

"No, Master Feng, I keep talking to you, but you don't have a voice, so I was anxious for a while... Master, you have to be considerate of my anxious mood."

Sword Soul said embarrassedly, it's really hard to say about beating the master.

"You, don't talk about it, don't call me Master Feng, call me Master Feng."

Mu Fengzhao thought in his heart, listening to this more domineeringly, Mu Fengzhao raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

"Okay, Lord Phoenix." The sword soul's voice returned to its usual lazy state. It seems that nothing can make him feel emotional.

But Mu Fengzhao felt that the soul of the sword was a firecracker that hits just one point, but there was some illusion when he heard the sound.

"I didn't listen carefully to what you just said!" Mu Fengzhao said with some embarrassment, but she really didn't listen carefully, so she didn't know what the sword soul said.

"I won't tell you!" Sword Soul said awkwardly, thinking aggrievedly. I just told you that you wouldn't listen, huh!

Mu Fengzhao didn't take this to heart. Since he didn't say it, then forget it, so he said, "If you don't say it, then forget it."

So the atmosphere was a bit cold, and the sword soul couldn't understand the master's thoughts.

"Sword Soul, are you only called Sword Soul? Do you have a name?" Mu Fengzhao asked with some puzzlement.

"Name?" Sword Soul thought sadly. Does he have a name? Hasn't he been called Sword Soul for hundreds of years?

I have always said that I belonged to the Soul of Sword, and it turned out that I have always lacked a name.

"Phoenix Lord, I don't seem to have a name." Sword Soul's thoughts were a little sad, and his own had been in Xingyue Sword for hundreds of years without a name or a surname.

"There is no name, you can think of a name, you can give yourself a name."

Mu Fengzhao heard the loss in the words of the sword soul, so he tried his best to comfort him, but he hadn't thought of this problem for a long time in the sword?

"But, I don't know what I should be called? I have lived in the sword for hundreds of years and I haven't dared to think that I should have a name.

Sometimes although I think about whether I want to name it, but thinking about it, I just feel that I don't exist.

I'm just a soul-like character, a thing, so I don't need a name! "

The sword soul said in a low voice, because his mood was unstable, the Xingyue Sword began to vibrate, making a buzzing mournful sound.

Mu Fengzhao didn't expect Jian Soul's emotions to be so intense, so he tried his best to comfort him.

"It's okay, it’s not too late to give a name now. You are an ancient artifact. You can have another name. Besides, if you call me Feng Zhao, Feng Master, then I can’t keep calling you. Sword Soul!"

Mu Fengzhao felt that he was very stupid, so the donkey's lips that comforted the sword soul's comfort were not right, but his meaning was clear.

That is, we are partners working together side by side, we must move forward together, trust each other and accompany each other.

So we have no relationship between master and servant. You can call me Feng Zhao, and I can call your name, because we are even more brothers on the battlefield.

The soul of the sword has also gone through hundreds of years, but it can also come out of Mu Fengzhao's overtones.

He didn't expect that his master would not regard himself as a servant that could be called upon, but rather as a partner who could fight together.

This made Soul of Sword deeply moved. He didn't know what to say, but felt that the owner had found the right one.

Sword Soul restrained the tumbling emotions in his heart, but couldn't restrain his feelings anyway.

I don't know what to say, because he is afraid that his emotions will be revealed when he speaks.

In the end, the sword soul hesitated and said: "Fengzhu, I don't know what name to give myself, or Fengzhu will give me one!"

"No, you should think about it yourself. Do you have a name you want to name?"

Although the sword soul couldn't be seen, Mu Fengzhao waved his hand as best as he could. Mu Mu looked at Xiao Fengfeng, grunting in pain for a while, and waving his hand like a fool.

Mu Mu just thought about it, and didn't dare to say it. After reading it for a while and seeing that there was nothing unusual about Xiao Fengfeng, she continued to read his magic book.

"Lord Phoenix, I haven't thought about a name, please give Master Phoenix one to Soul Sword!" Soul Sword said solemnly.

Although Mu Fengzhao could not see the face of Soul Sword, he also knew that he now had a very solemn expression.

Mu Fengzhao simply didn't shirk anymore, and it didn't make much sense to push him over.

"Then we can discuss a name together, what do you think?"

"Okay!" Sword Soul agreed, and Xingyue Sword also nodded up and down along with Sword Soul's consciousness, showing her joy.

"Then you are the sword soul of Xingyue Sword. In this way, you should start with a star!"

"Yes, I'll listen to Master Feng."

"Then the one facing the moon is Yang, or it's called Xingyang, the sword soul thinks it's okay."

"Okay, this name is good, I have a name, my name is Xingyang, haha, my name is Xingyang!"