In the living room of the Coral Palace, Yunmo looked around for a moment, with a look of thoughts on his eyebrows, and asked Wulang: "Did something happen in Haiji Island? It feels a bit strange, where is Your Excellency Xinhai?" ?”
When Wu Lang heard Yun Mo mention Lord Xin Hai, his expression changed several times in an instant, but he soon regained his composure.
"Isn't it approaching the autumn harvest? There is a shortage of manpower on the island, so it seems that everywhere is a bit busy." Wulang touched his head, a pair of furry pointed ears trembling slightly in the air, "Sir Xinhai, she went down to inspect. In a few days I'm back now, you two can rest in the Coral Palace for a while."
Hearing this, Yun Mo turned back to look at Kamisato Ayaka. Seeing her nodding slightly, he agreed, "That's it, that's okay."
Although Ayaka Kamisato came to the Coral Palace to exchange culture on behalf of the shogunate in name, the person in charge was not here, so it was not appropriate to say more. What's more, she had more important tasks to attend to, and she was not in a hurry.
After the arrangement between Yunmo and Kamisato Ayaka was secure, Goro breathed a sigh of relief. There was a sense of relief on his baby face that did not match his age. This kind of diplomatic scene was quite difficult for him to deal with, and it was also very uncomfortable.
We have to find that adult quickly... Wulang thought to himself, turned around and left in a hurry.
The entire building of the Coral Palace is built based on the unique coral trees of the Teyvat continent. It is not only magnificent, but also very beautiful and dazzling.
Yunmo and Kamisato Ayaka were arranged into the side palace where the distinguished guests rested. Just by opening the window, they could overlook the entire coral group and a corner of the rough sea. The scenery was extremely pleasant.
When they arrived at the resting place, Kamisato Ayaka went to the dressing room to change out of her luxurious dress. It looked good, but it was really cumbersome, especially the beaded crown on her head, which was difficult to wear for a long time. It is easy to grow taller.
Yun Mo, on the other hand, sat cross-legged on the Tata rice, took out the sandalwood box that Ying had given him before leaving, and placed it on the table in front of him.
The box looked very delicate, with fine relief carvings. The box itself was expensive. Thinking of Ying's mysterious words, Yun Mo became even more curious about what was inside, so he reached out and opened the lid of the box.
The lid of the box slowly opened, and strong colored light overflowed from the gap, shooting straight into the sky, reflecting a splendid color in Yun Mo's eyes.
Oh, okay, I got it! Five-star weapon! Don't pull me, I'm not crazy! Hahaha.
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Lying in the box was a purple sword, about three feet long, with an emblem representing the element of thunder under the handle.
The sword extends from the blade to the emblem, the lines are smooth and natural, exuding a faint thunder light, and vaguely, the dream of the floating world emerges from it.
If Yunmo's Yan Mo Sword is a peerless sharp blade that is unstoppable and unstoppable, then this sword is just like the Xia Ye Xinghe, full of mystery and ethereal rhythm, making people unable to help but feel swaying when looking at it.
The edgeless blade exists only to wield dreams.
"Is this... Dream Isshin?" Yun Mo slowly picked up the sword that had been passed down to two generations of Thunder Gods, and confirmed that it was not a high imitation of it - Kirigiri's Return of Light.
Because the dream has been buried deep in General Raiden's chest all year round, and her fragrance has infected his body. Yunmo will know it as soon as he smells it. Another reason is that the Reflection of Kirigiri is now tied around Kamisato Ayaka's waist. will appear here.
But, why did Ying hand over the sword that represented the authority of the God of Thunder to him? Could it be...
Yun Mo suddenly remembered that Ying's consciousness could be hidden in dreams. Could it be that she was in it now?
"Shadow?" Yun Mo called out tentatively, focusing on his dream.
However, Dream Heart showed no response.
But Yun Mo did not give up because of this, and continued to shout: "Ying, come out to eat dumplings..."
Still no response.
Yun Mo raised his eyebrows, aren't you there? Then...
Yun Mo grasped the hilt of Meng Yixin's knife with a little force, and the power that had the same origin as the first-generation God of Thunder began to flow in Meng Yixin, trying to communicate with it and obtain more information.
At this moment, Kamisato Ayaka, who had changed into regular clothes, walked out of the dressing room. She was wearing a Japanese-style skirt with a white background and embroidered cherry blossoms, and a light blue gauze.
Wearing silk clothes, her long and beautiful legs are looming under the thin Luo Shang.
The silver hair that reaches her waist is tied into a high ponytail with a gold hairpin, and two strands of broken hair hang down from her forehead, tied with a red rope.
The originally smooth bangs were clamped by a jasper hairpin, making the watery eyes more lively. Every frown and smile carried a sense of elegance and beauty. (Jarhead can't complain)
As soon as Kamisato Ayaka came out, she saw Yunmo holding a sword and shouting the name of the general. Such an idiotic behavior made her feel dumbfounded. She walked up and asked, "Just leave."
After such a while, I miss the General, and it’s hard to leave him?”
"Uh... you misunderstood." Yun Mo was awakened by Kamisato Ayaka and realized his gaffe. Two blushes appeared on his fair face, and he explained awkwardly.
When Kamisato Ayaka got closer, she realized that what Yunmo was holding was the General's sword. She was slightly surprised and asked: "Isn't this sword... the General's sword?"
"Well, Ying sent it to me before I left. I don't know what the purpose is yet." Yun Mo nodded. He did not put the dream back into the box, but tied it around his waist and held it with the Yan Mo Sword.
They complement each other, one black and one purple, one strong and one soft, they look like a perfect match.
"Perhaps the general wants this magic sword to protect you." Kamisato Ayaka chuckled lightly, reached out and touched Yun Mo's head, and said with bright eyes.
"Maybe." Yunmo shrugged noncommittally, not denying Ayaka Kamisato's guess.
Kamisato Ayaka walked up and sat next to Yun Mo. Just when she was about to say something, something flashed outside the window, which instantly attracted her attention.