"Who is he?"
Evilbane Sword Spirit appeared as an illusion in the Sea of Consciousness, curiously looking at him.
"A shred of divine consciousness left by me in my previous life."
Mu Fan did not conceal it, but confessed openly.
"Why are you so obsessed?"
Evilbane Sword Spirit wondered, "Leaving a shred of divine consciousness before dying?"
"Because I didn't want to forget Sister."
Mu Fan recalled his past life, feeling a sharp pain in his heart, "At the moment of reincarnation, enduring the pain of soul tearing, I separated a shred of divine consciousness and hid it in the Sea of Consciousness."
"Sigh."
Evilbane Sword Spirit listened with a sigh, didn't roar for once, showing some sympathy.
*
The Duchess of Zhen was unconscious for a night and did not wake up until the next morning.
Lin Qingluo stayed by her grandmother's bedside all night, refusing to leave despite her brothers and brothers' comfort.
The Old Master and Duke of Zhen were sadden by this.
