Just when the tongue of fire was about to touch the paper, a faint voice sounded beside Xuan Min's ear: "Stop, you dare!"
Obviously, this voice no longer came from the paper, but emanated from the void beside Xuan Min's ears.
The gloomy and suspicious Jiang Shining suddenly raised his head when he heard the sound, looked straight at Xuan Min, and circled back and forth around him, but he didn't dare to speak, because he couldn't find Xue Xian at all.
In fact, at the moment when the cardboard was broken into two pieces, in order to avoid suffering one more skin and flesh pain, Xue Xian simply broke free of his true spirit from the cardboard. The true spirit has no substance, it is like wind and air, and no one can see it. It happened to coincide with Xue Xian's thoughts - he had accidentally lost his head, and he was really ashamed, and he didn't want to meet people.
So he silently gathered behind Xuan Min, so he became a spirit behind him.
He thought that by swimming over so quietly, Yin whispered into the bald donkey's ears, and he could startle the bald donkey into a stupor.
Who knew that Xuanmin didn't even tilt his head, and replied in an unsurprising tone, "Don't pretend to be dead?"
Xue Xian: "..."
As the saying goes, one thing comes down to another, since he ran into this bald donkey, Xue Xian felt that he was about to vomit blood.
"How do you know that I'm pretending to be dead?" Xue Xian was so frightened that he was angry, and after holding it for a long time, he squeezed these words out of his teeth.
Xuan Min turned his palms without changing his expression, put the cardboard that he planned to burn back into his dark bag, and answered indifferently, "The scourge has been left for thousands of years."
Xue Xian wanted to send him to heaven.
but…
Thinking of something, Xue Xian forcefully suppressed his violent temper. He reluctantly reluctantly surrendered, and said, "Okay, it's not easy for someone like me to have the same knowledge as a bald donkey like you, so you can talk nonsense."
Xuan Min tilted his head when he heard the words, his eyes swept lightly in the void beside his ears, as if he felt that this evil barrier had eaten the wrong yào, and he was able to hold back his words and be honest.
Xue Xian cleared his throat in a low voice, probably feeling that it would take some shame to say this. He glanced at Jiang Shining and Lu Twenqi, who had heard the sound, and decided to lower his voice.
The true spirit has no entity, so it doesn't matter whether it is big or small, just like a gust of wind. He shrunk himself back a bit, and simply swam to Xuanmin's ear, and said in a low voice that no one else could hear: "Bald donkey, let's discuss."
Xuan Min didn't open his mouth to speak, but he didn't move, obviously waiting for his next words.
"Lend your body to use it." Xue Xian said.
Xuan Min: "..."
Xue Xian rubbed himself and felt that this statement sounded a bit outrageous, and silently changed it: "No, I didn't intend to take your home. I mean, find a place for me to stay, it's better to stick to it. your waist."
Xuan Min: "..."
Xue Xian: "..." Why are people's words so hard to say!
The reason why he is so entangled is only because the true spirit cannot float without attachment for a long time. The longer the true spirit swims, the greater the damage to the vitality. He didn't want his body, which he had finally raised, to turn his head and be completely paralyzed again.
The little paper man was broken, and he could no longer live on it for a while.
As for why it is said to stick to the waist...
Since Jin Zhu entered Xuan Min's secret bag, he felt more and more that Xuan Min's physique was really special. So he couldn't help remembering the "bumping of the bell" he had heard two times before. Both times, it came from the root of Xuan Min's waist, and both times, he was dizzy and his head was empty.
The changes caused by Jin Zhu must have something to do with this.
He even had some unrealistic thoughts - if Jin Zhu was so close to Xuan Min's waist, he would stick to it like this, both ways, would it not be long before he could return to his original body
Although the bones of the real dragon are pumped, there is still hope if they want to grow new ones and take good care of them.
He wants to return to his original body as soon as possible, and raise his bones again, so as not to be so inconvenient now that he has to negotiate every word for what he wants.
"Forget it, I mean just find something to keep me there, and I don't need to wrap my head around my waist. I'll go into your secret pocket." Xuan Min didn't say a word, Xue Xian had already changed his requirements one after another, and took the initiative. Losing power and humiliating the country took a few steps back.
Xuan Min glanced at the void: "It was like mourning before, but now you want to go in?"
Xue Xian bit the tip of his tongue and hummed reluctantly, "Yes, yes, just say if you can."
Xuan Min asked indifferently, "Why?"
Xue Xian said mechanically, "Your bones are very strange."
Xuan Min shook his head, as if he had nothing to say about this evil obstacle. He thought for a moment,