Xianjun, please calm down

Venerable Chongyuan poked it with his finger.

Fengyunjian remained motionless.

Venerable Chongyuan poked it again, and said in a low voice, "What's the matter with you? I was dazzled just now?"

Fengyun Sword is still Fengyun Sword, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

Venerable Chongyuan stroked Jiansui lightly, frowned and said, "Fengyun?"

The Fengyun sword exploded with brilliance again, and Venerable Chongyuan was startled, and reflexively sat back a little.

The brilliance dissipated, and the silver-haired man appeared on the bed again, but his expression was not as gentle as before.

Venerable Chongyuan gave a dry cough with complicated emotions, took off his outer robe and covered him.

Fengyun lay on his back on the bed, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Venerable Chongyuan observed him carefully, and said in a gentle voice, "You... what's going on?"

Fengyun glanced at him and ignored him.

Venerable Chongyuan felt a little wronged, and said in a low voice: "Are you angry? You didn't say..."

Fengyun said in his unique sandy voice: "I said I am Fengyun."

Venerable Chongyuan sighed: "My fault, I will make amends to you, okay?"

Fengyun: "Hmph."

Venerable Chongyuan gave his own sword all his good temper in his life, and after knowing that this person was really Fengyunjian's change, he couldn't get angry with him, and only said softly: "Are you... a sword spirit? "

Fengyun sat up, lifted the outer robe, and said truthfully, "I don't know."

Venerable Chongyuan picked up his clothes again and put them on him, saying: "Look at you, why are you so angry?"

Feng Yun lifted his clothes again and said, "It's not about temper, but don't wrap me in cloth."

Venerable Chongyuan had a headache and said: "Since you have transformed into a human form, you should at least wear some clothes. How can you be naked?"

Fengyun looked at him, and reluctantly put on the black robe.

Venerable Chongyuan held his face and looked at it carefully, then pinched the cool and soft skin on his arm, and said in a deep thought: "Sacred artifacts can have spirits, but they are only a little spiritual, and you are not How can an artifact become a human being? What is going on? Since when did you become conscious?"

Fengyun thought for a while and said: "I don't know, but it feels like it's been a long time. I can hear you talking to me on weekdays."

As he spoke, he raised his arm and hung it on Venerable Chongyuan's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you happy? Originally, I could only listen to you, but I couldn't respond, but now I can talk to you."

His robe was hung loosely on his body, so when he raised his hand, the front flap immediately fell apart, and his fair skin showed a warm and delicate glow under the light of the night pearl.

Venerable Chongyuan took off his arm, helped him to straighten his clothes, and said, "I'm happy to be happy, I always thought we could communicate, and it really is..."

Fengyun raised his hand again, but Venerable Chongyuan stopped him in time, and he closed his clothes tightly for him.

Fengyun withdrew his hand, propped his chin instead, and smiled with his lips bent, the dimples on his cheeks looming.

Venerable Chongyuan's fingers twitched lightly, resisting the urge to poke.

Fengyun sat for a while, got off the bed with his long legs, stretched himself beside the bed, and the skirt of his clothes was successfully undone again, but he didn't care about it, just opened it like this, and walked out.

Venerable Chongyuan jumped out of bed in one step, grabbed him and said, "What are you going to do?"

Feng Yun said innocently: "I want to go out and have a look around, don't worry, if you call, I will come back." He tilted his head, and said again: "Are you going to accompany me?"

Venerable Chongyuan said with a headache: "I will accompany you, but you can't go out like this."

Fengyun asked puzzled, "Why?"

Venerable Chongyuan glanced at his open skirt, then quickly glanced away, and sighed: "You at least... have to put on your clothes well."

Feng Yun frowned and said, "Do you still want to wear it?"

Venerable Chongyuan showed unprecedented patience and said, "At least you must dress like me."

Fengyun looked at his tightly wrapped black robe, but became more and more impatient: "How can it be comfortable when wrapped like this? It's better to wear a scabbard."

Venerable Chongyuan laughed and said, "You can't put on the scabbard now."

Fengyun said melancholy: "It's so troublesome to be a human being."

Venerable Chongyuan grabbed his wrist, pulled him to the cabinet, found out a set of his own black robe and handed it over, "Put it on."

Fengyun shook the black robe and gestured for a while, and said with a blank face: "It's so troublesome."

Venerable Chongyuan sighed, resigned to his fate, took the robe to help him dress, and when he was done, he pressed him on the stone bench and tied his hair.

Alas, it must be because he has taken in his apprentice but has been raising it all the time without taking care of it carefully.

Feng Yun had been sullen since he put on his clothes, when his silver hair was tied up, he finally couldn't help but burst out: "It's uncomfortable!"

Venerable Chongyuan coaxed: "You have to get used to it."

Fengyun tore off the hair crown, then began to tear off his clothes, frowned and said, "I'm not going out."

He couldn't put on the clothes, but he took them off very quickly. He heard a "hiss", the clothes were torn apart, and the incisions were smooth, as if they had been cut by a sword. , I didn't even put on the original robe, and went straight to the bed and sat down, looking very serious.

A person who dared to throw face at him appeared in the world, and Venerable Chongyuan didn't feel angry, but coaxed softly: "Since you have become a human being, you must get used to it."

Fengyun looked at him, then lowered his eyes again, looking not in high spirits.

Venerable Chongyuan walked slowly to his side, pinched a strand of long silver hair and wrapped it around his fingertips. Different from the texture of sword spikes, the long hair on his fingertips had a smooth feeling like silk, which was a little slippery. Don't slip hands.

Fengyun turned his back to him and lay down on the bed, his long silver hair spread all over the bed in an instant, the strand caught by Venerable Chongyuan slipped from his fingertips, and fell down together with some of the hair that could not be spread beside the bed. The edge of the bed still has a faint luster.

Venerable Chongyuan covered his eyes silently, and pulled the quilt from the corner of the bed to cover him.

Feng Yun turned around and glared angrily: "Why do you have to cover me up? You never wrapped me up with cloth before."

Venerable Chongyuan sighed: "Fengyun, people and swords are not the same."

Fengyun pursed his lips, turned around, but did not lift the quilt again.

After a while, Fengyun said: "Why don't you talk to me anymore?"

Venerable Chong Yuan, who was sitting by the bed silently observing him, was taken aback for a moment.

Feng Yun turned around and looked at him and said, "I put up with the trouble of the human form just to be able to talk to you."

Venerable Chongyuan suddenly laughed.

Fengyun was even more dissatisfied: "In the past, you always hugged me and talked, but I could only listen to you, but I couldn't respond. I felt very sorry, and always thought that it would be great if I could talk one day, but now I Turned into a human form, not only did you not talk to me, you even refused to hold me in your arms.

I am very happy to change form today, but not only do you not recognize me, but you also neglect me in every possible way. If you don't like my human form, I... will not change my human form in the future. "

As he spoke, brilliance lit up on his body, Venerable Chongyuan was startled, he quickly held him down and said, "Don't!"

The brilliance dissipated, but fortunately the person was still the same person, looking at Venerable Chongyuan with a pair of clear eyes.

Venerable Chongyuan sighed helplessly, turned over Fengyun and got on the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down in it, stretched out his hand, Fengyun consciously raised his head to rest on his arm, Venerable Chongyuan turned sideways, with one arm around him. Rubbing his shoulders, stroking his long hair with one hand, he said warmly: "Fengyun, it's not that I neglect you, and it's not that I don't like your incarnation. You can take shape. Although I don't know the reason, I am really special. I'm happy, it's just that people and swords are different, if a person holds a sword all day, it's normal, but if two people hold each other all day, then..."

Fengyun looked sideways at him and said, "How about that?"