"who is he?"
A phantom appeared in the Sea of Consciousness of Sword Spirit Punishing Evil, looking at him curiously.
"I left behind a ray of consciousness in my previous life."
Mu Fan didn't hide anything, and told him frankly.
"Why are you so obsessed with it?"
Punishing Sword Spirit was puzzled: "Leave a ray of consciousness before dying?"
"Because I don't want to forget my sister."
When Mu Fan recalled his previous life, his heart ached with pain: "When I was reincarnated, I endured the pain of tearing my soul, separated a ray of consciousness, and hid it in the sea of consciousness."
"Hi."
The Executioner Sword Spirit sighed, but it was rare that he didn't growl, showing a bit of sympathy.
*
Mrs. Zhen Guogong was in a coma all night and only woke up the next morning.
Lin Qingluo stayed in front of her grandmother's bed and kept watch all night, letting her elder brother and younger brother try to comfort her, but refused to leave.
Old man, Lord Zhen Guo knew about this, and his heart is heavy.
The Lin Jinxu brothers were very worried. The atmosphere in the town government's mansion was unprecedentedly oppressive.
Lin Jinming learned that Mu Fan was in the palace from the little kingfisher, and rushed to Qinxue Pavilion to tell the truth about what happened in the mansion.
"The elders resent you for causing my sister to suffer, and have been separated from each other for ten years. For a while, they cannot accept your existence."
He rambled on, and added a little bit of his own deduction: "My sister may be worried about you. She stayed in front of her grandmother's bed and slept all night. She was exhausted physically and mentally, and her mood was also very low. When she saw her in the morning, her eyelids were red and she was very haggard.…”
Before the words fell, there was no one in front of him.
*
Mu Fan carried the long sword on his back and came to the Duke's mansion.
The handsome young man with black hair and black hair, stood in front of the door and immediately attracted the attention of many people.
"Little brother, do you have a greeting card?"
"Brother, please pass on the word that Xiaoyao sent Mu Fan to visit Duke Zhen."
After thinking for a while, Mu Fan took out the Xiaoyao Sect disciple token from the storage ring, and handed it to the boy.
"Master Immortal, wait a moment, the little one will go pass it on."
When the boy heard about the Xiaoyaopai, his little eyes lit up, and he happily took the token and rushed into the gate at a trot.
"Mu Fan, come in quickly."
Lin Jinpeng rushed out of the gate like a gust of wind, he couldn't help but dragged him away: "Don't stand there stupidly, come in quickly before the servant comes back."
Mu Fan's heart sank, and he let him drag him into the mansion, his consciousness subconsciously spread out, looking for his sister.
"Mu Fan? He still dares to come?"
Zuishhuangju, Duke Zhen's furious roar came into view.
"Father, son, go and drive him away."
Lin Xiaoyang got up from the chair and walked out of the house angrily. When passing by the courtyard gate, he picked up a broom and walked towards him along the winding corridor.
"I'm going to bomb people with a broom?"
Lin Jinyang's hair was black, and he thought about finding a suitable opportunity to grab the broom.
He secretly followed behind, his sneaky figure was not noticed by Lin Xiaoyang, but Mu Fan saw it clearly.
Lin Jinpeng dragged him into the mansion, and Lin Xiaoyang's oncoming figure happened to be walking opposite each other, and the distance was getting closer and closer.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about how to respond.
"Oops."
Lin Jinyang was at the corner of the corridor, pretending to stumble, and fell forward.
As good as it could be, a black cat jumped out of the flowers at exactly this moment and walked across the corridor.
Lin Xiaoyang dodged the black cat and turned his body sideways, avoiding his pounced body just in time.
"Oops."
Lin Jinyang really wailed this time, and fell straight forward, falling hard.
Fortunately, he covered his face with his arms at the last moment, avoiding the tragedy of breaking his front teeth.