Murong Yan closed his eyes slightly, sat cross-legged, and a black black coffin was floating on his head.

But the coffin is not big, it looks about forty inches.

It is only about twenty inches tall, and there are some special patterns on it.

But I recognized it at a glance, it was a flying phoenix and a moon.

I don’t know why, but when I saw this little coffin, a few words suddenly popped out of my mouth:

"Flying Phoenix Moon-looking Coffin!"

When I said these five words, I was confused.

Because I didn't even understand why I spit out these few words in my mouth.

And Murong Yan, who was exercising his skills, also restrained his breath at this time.

The floating black light slowly opened.

The power of the Yin Source was quickly recycled and finally fell aside.

Murong Yan gradually opened his eyes.

The moment Murong Yan opened his eyes, I was once again attracted by her beautiful eyes.

Those eyes seemed to possess magic.

Every time I open and share my relationship, it is intoxicating.

Before I could speak, Murong Yan took the lead in saying:

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Hearing this, I suddenly woke up.

After calming down, he also answered:

"I'm just back today, and then I'm here!"

Murong Yan nodded slightly:

"Tell me! Why do you have the handprint that summons me?"

My brows frowned, obviously I came for this problem.

But Murong Yan asked me first.

And she was the same as one of my guesses, but she was really, and I don’t know why I could summon her.

I looked embarrassed and replied:

"I don't know either! So, I'm here."

Murong Yan's beautiful eyebrows were also slightly frowned, and he was full of doubts.

But she continued to ask me:

"Then did you bring the dagger you used when you were in Dark Valley?"

dagger?

I was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously sounded my spirit-sucking knife.

I really took this thing with me, and without thinking about it, I spoke directly:

"Bringed!"

When Murong Yan heard this, his face calmed down and he stood up in an instant.

"Quick, let me take a look on the table!"

Why put it on the table?

I was a little confused, but I didn't ask.

Instead, he put down the package and took out the spirit-absorbing knife he carried with him.

I was still guessing in my heart, could this Murong Yan fall in love with my treasure sword?

Thinking of this, I took out the spirit-sucking knife and placed it on the table next to me.

Murong Yan's expression was very nervous and he quickly approached.

But she always kept a distance of more than one meter from the Spirit-Sucking Knife and did not reach out to get it.

After a few glances, the expression changed a lot.

Now he spoke even more anxiously:

"Pull it out!"

I did as I mechanically, because the Spirit-Sucking Knife fought with me several times these days and sucked a lot of spiritual power and blood.

It has been a lot of scratches, but it has been different from the rusty marks at the beginning.

The spirit-absorbing knife today is like a piece of pig iron, and it is not too ugly.

However, when Murong Yan saw it, his expression changed and his body seemed to tremble.

“Yes, that’s right.

This is my spirit sword!”

Suddenly I heard Murong Yan speak like this, and I was stunned on the spot.

You sent a spirit sword? What do you mean? Are you interested in my weapons?

As a result, before I could ask, Murong Yan asked first:

"Ding Fan, where did you come from this dagger?"

Murong Yan looked very serious, but I was stunned.

Where did this spirit-absorbing knife come from?

I've thought about it before, it seems that it's just that.

As for how it came about, I really can't remember it.

I hesitated for a while and finally spoke:

"I don't remember it, it seems I picked it up!"

As a result, Murong Yan said excitedly:

"Impossible, the spirit knife has been kept here by me.

You can't pick it up! You are thinking about how you came from your spirit knife?"

You keep it?

Could it be that this spirit-absorbing knife belongs to Murong Yan?

But Murong Yan is not that kind of evil ghost or bad guy, and he has saved me.

So I didn't argue about this, but continued to think about it.

It turned out that I really couldn't remember it.

And the deeper I recall the more I feel dizzy and stinging, even with a little stinging pain.

I subconsciously rubbed my head and my face became solemn.

Seeing that I rubbed my head, Murong Yan immediately spoke to me:

"Do you feel dizzy or stinging?"

When I heard this, I suddenly looked up at Murong Yan.

Asked in surprise:

"How do you know?"

Seeing my reaction, Murong Yan gasped in a cold breath like a living person.

He began to murmur to himself:

"Yes, that's right"

"Murrong Yan, what's wrong?"

I'm very strange.

But Murong Yan slowed down. She widened her beautiful eyes and looked at me, and continued to speak with a serious look on her face:

"Maybe we knew each other before you and me!

We all forgot something."

As soon as these words came out, a "buzzing" sounded in my mind.

It was like a bolt from the blue, with five thunder thunder slamming.

Although there was such a speculation, I was still shocked when I was told by another person.
To be continued...