Three years later.
Jiang Yan woke up from his sleep and yawned big.
Surrounding it is a void space, exuding a warm blue light.
He felt something pressing on his leg, and looked down, only to see a teenager lying on it, sleeping soundly.
Jiang Yan raised his leg and shouted, "Get up, my leg is numb."
The boy woke up in a daze, and sat on the spot for a long time before he realized it. After looking at him aggrievedly, he moved to the corner aggrievedly.
Eyes closed again, and fell asleep again.
No. 888 ran out of the system space, with its chubby little claws ringed around its chest, flapping its wings and flying around in the blue light.
"Yanyan, you know how to bully people. This is the territory of the sword spirit. If you squeeze in and drive people to sleep in a corner, it's really inhumane."
Jiang Yan didn't feel guilty at all, and spread his hands.
"Oh, I'm just staying here for a while, and I won't stay here forever! Besides, the sword spirit must be very lonely after staying in this sword for so many years. It's too late for him to be happy when I come to accompany him!"
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No. 888 rolled his eyes: "Why didn't I feel that he was happy? Tsk, I will find reasons for myself. By the way, when are you going to meet Fang Jianqi?"
Jiang Yan thought for a while and waved his hand.
"It's only been three years, don't worry, don't worry. Anyway, his current favorability has exceeded 90 points, and he will definitely not run away."
Number 888: "..."
Its host is indeed a scumbag, and he is merciless in abusing the target of the attack.
Jiang Yan recalled what happened three years ago.
At that time, in the illusion of Stone Village, although he chose to blew himself up, he also left himself a way out. If Fang Jianqi's favorability had reached full point at that time, he naturally wouldn't have to go through such trouble. He would just leave here after he blew himself up and completed the additional task.
But the battle with the big boss, the Blood Demon, came too early, and the main mission hadn't been completed yet, so he had to find another way.
Therefore, before he blew himself up, he tore the Yuanshen into one, two, and three parts. The pain of separating the soul is not something ordinary people can bear, and the probability of success is extremely low. It is already very remarkable to separate one part, let alone three parts.
Fortunately, with the help of No. 888, he activated the pain shielding function.
The biggest part of the primordial spirit is naturally used to self-explode, get rid of the blood demon, and break the illusion. Of the two small ones left, one was used to protect Fang Jianqi, and the other was hidden in the sword that Fang Jianqi carried with him.
The boy who slept on his lap just now is the sword spirit of this sword, but unfortunately, he can't speak. Except that Fang Jianqi wakes up when he wants to use the sword, he basically sleeps in it the rest of the time.
Relying on this point, No. 888 directly showed its original form in the plane, and did not avoid the sword spirit at all when talking about anything.
Although Jiang Yan kept the last Yuanshen, it was severely damaged due to the tearing and might die at any time. Fortunately, No. 888 has a lot of rare elixirs and liquids on hand, and it only took a few months to raise a seven or eight.
However, he has no plans to go out and meet Fang Jianqi.
It's also pretty good to go sightseeing with him and see the scenery of this plane, and it's very comfortable without having to travel by yourself.
Jiang Yan looked outside, narrowing his eyes in enjoyment.
"I've been to Loulan and Persia, but this time I came to the desert? Interesting."
Neither he nor No. 888 noticed that the boy in the corner quietly opened his eyes, looking thoughtful.