After Lu Qingyi arrived, Shi Yu wasn't sleepy anymore.
Shi Yu chatted with her about many things regarding the Phoenix race.
Lu Qingyi still had a lot of research on this race.
After all, her Green Spirit Wind Bird was the phoenix bloodline obtained in an archeological ruin.
"Mi…"
However, as the two of them chatted, they almost ignored the real protagonist of this encounter.
The little sword spirit listened to the two of them talk about Dong Huang for thousands of years with a blank expression. Her head hurt.
Little Sword Spirit:(╥╯^╰╥).
In order to attract their attention, the little sword spirit condensed flames on the sword and used the flames to form a crying expression.
Unhappy!
"Mi ~!!"
"Uh." Shi Yu looked at the little sword spirit.
"Are you hungry?"
