The master asks the servant to appreciate what he likes, which is a valuation of the servant. If the servant doesn't like it, he can express his opinions in his words. The master is generally not very good at pursuing it, but throwing the master's things on the ground. Such behavior is a contempt of the red luoluo. In theory, even the gentle master cannot tolerate his servant's behavior.

So Balff was very nervous, afraid that Chen Xiansong would misunderstand him and feel disrespectful. In addition, he felt a little aggrieved. When Bai Min handed the sword to him, a strange heat came from the hilt of the sword, as if it was an attack from a lake-level fire mercenary. He subconsciously threw the sword away. As a result, he spread his hands and found that there was no scar in his palm. The heat that could burn his palm just now seemed to be an illusion.[]

However, Chen Xiansong's love is not common sense. He leaned over and picked it up

The sword of white white asked with a smile, "Balf, do you just don't like this sword so much? I think it's good."

Bai Min stood beside Chen Xiansong and looked at Balff with a little unfriendly look.

When Balf saw Chen Xiansong's smile, he knew that he was not angry, and immediately felt relieved. He sighed inwardly that he was comfortable following a gentle master, but soon his back became numb and a slight cold sweat appeared. Bai Min's gaze made him feel very stressed: he quickly told him what he felt just now.

"The feeling of being burned by the flames?" Chen Xiansong looked at his long sword in disbelief. There was no such thing as at all. On the contrary, there was a warm and comfortable feeling.

"Try it, Xiao Min." Chen Xiansong handed the long sword to the girl beside him.

Bai Min held it for a while, then shook her head.

"Balf, try again."

The long sword was once again passed to Balff's hand. He held the hilt in his right hand and then his eyebrows began to stand upside down. The muscles on his cheeks were thrusting, as if he was enduring the great pain. After more than ten seconds, his forehead began to sweat and finally couldn't bear it.

The long sword of white fell to the ground again. Erfu opened his right hand holding the sword just now, and this time a large dark red mark on his palm seemed to be scalded by boiling water.

"Balf, your piaotianyi.com." Chen Xiansong took a step forward. He was a little guilty. He was worried about the experiment and did not expect that Balf's temper was steady and honest. If it were not for Chen Xiansong's orders, he would never take the initiative to put down the long sword that made him feel uncomfortable.

Balff shook his head: "Thank you, Master, for your concern, these are just skin trauma and just boil some ointment... Master, this sword is very strange. I have a feeling that it doesn't like me. It seems to have its own feelings and preferences. It doesn't want to be held in my hand, and it is desperately rejecting me, so my hand will hurt... Master, this sword may have its own consciousness."

"A cold weapon with self-awareness?" Chen Xiansong leaned over and picked up the sword, and the feeling of blood being connected once again came to his heart. He waved it twice, effortlessly. The exorcist stone itself was light. The weight of the sword would never exceed one kilogram. But he always felt that this effortless feeling was not the feeling of carrying a light object, but another more mysterious feeling. If you have to find a word to describe it, it is what the ancient martial arts film and television dramas said, "Man Sword and One., but in martial arts dramas, it is said that only top masters can understand the realm of unity of man and sword. He is a literary and natural person who is "soft and weak., and will understand these things. He immediately put this thought aside: "Then why is Bai Min and I holding this sword without any trouble."

"The master is the maker, of course he can use it., Barf looked at Bai Min and lowered his head: "As for the reason why Ms. Bai Min can also use this weapon, I think it is because the lady is powerful enough. In many legends, powerful weapons will stay away from weak people, and they will choose a powerful enough warrior for themselves as their master."

Chen Xiansong was a little disbelief: "This is too mysterious. There must be reasons we don't understand. As long as we untie it, it's fine. But there is no time at this time. Balff, I just said that Mr. Soxi is going to hold a banquet, and how much time is left to be held now."

"About four hours." Balff replied.

Chen Xiansong

The sword of the white sword was placed on the table next to it, and then lay down on the chuáng: "Then I'll sleep for a while, now I'm a little sleepy. Xiao Min, help me prepare some warm water for bathing and wake me up about an hour before the banquet."

The Linghun Deep Thinker Association was going to hold a banquet. The nobles who knew the news, or some people with some status and status, took action. Except for the lords and municipal officials who were relatively powerful and were definitely inviting big figures, others were running around the city, asking about the standards for the Linghun Deep Thinker Association to issue invitations, and even some people who were unconfident were asking about who had received the invitation. They planned to get one at a high price or a high price.

It’s not that they are so active. Spiritual Thinkers spend most of their nasal time learning and reconstructing knowledge. They may occasionally attend other people’s banquets, but they rarely hold banquets themselves, especially this kind of dinner party held in the name of the Spiritual Thinkers Association.

The last time the Linghun Deep Thinker Association was the main venue, the banquet was held for more than eight years, so the famous people in the city held a banquet this time. Everyone in the city believed that the association had absolutely important things to be announced. At such an important moment, as a member of the upper class of Qingxi City, if it was not present, it would be too shameful if it spread.

So, when there were more than two hours before the dinner, a street carriage was stopped outside the association, and many people who looked like housekeepers walked around outside. The owners of these housekeepers were all little nobles who had not received invitations until now. So they sent their housekeepers out of the association to inquire about the situation and see if anyone could not attend the banquet because of important things. If there were any, they would pay and buy the invitations.

Although this opportunity is slim, these little nobles think they should try it. There are many people outside the association now. Although they will subconsciously lower their voices when they talk, there will be noisy after all. Bai Min has been standing by the window. She thinks these people will make Xiao Song sleep, so she looks at the crowd outside hostilely.

She has not been included in the logical concept of good and evil, and now she has the intention to eliminate the noisy animals outside.

But she and her mind had another consciousness in her mind that if she really did this, Xiao Song would definitely be unhappy, so she did not take action.

Then Chen Xiansong slept for about two hours and was woken up by the group of people outside. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Bai Min staring at her eyes and looking outside, as if she was murderous. Bai Min's appearance may be extremely terrifying to outsiders, but in Chen Xiansong's view, Bai Min is now just an angry girl, looking very cute.

The butt determines the head, and the position determines the senses. This is not bad at all.

After Chen Xiansong washed up, there was about an hour and a half before the banquet was held. He had been staying in the room these days, and after a long time, he was a little tired of it, so he changed into regular clothes. Bai Min also added a white robe with a head cover at his request. The two of them slipped outside from the back door of the Spiritual Hun Deep Thinker Association, intending to take a walk and relax their muscles.

But as soon as he walked out of the back door, he saw a pretty little guy who was not sure whether it was a girl or a boy, looking into the Spirit Hun Deep Thinker Association. When he saw Chen Xiansong coming out, he was shocked and immediately shrank behind the wall.

Chen Xianqing was a little curious and walked over. When the little guy behind the corner saw him coming, he was shocked again. Just as he was about to run away, Bai Min had stopped him at some point.

This little guy is wearing light blue clothes, the fabric is of good texture, and it looks like it is not affordable for ordinary people. It has light blue hair that is as bright as the ears, blue eyes, smooth and beautiful face, and pink mouth, which has a green and immersive feeling.

The little guy now had a scared expression. Bai Min, who was blocking in front of it, was covered with white robe. He could not tell whether he was a man or a woman. Moreover, visiting him in the backyard was an impolite behavior. To put it bluntly, he even had "spy, suspicion, so it was normal for the little guy to be blocked by others, so it was normal for him to be afraid.

Chen Xiansong walked over and asked it kindly: "Little guy, what are you doing here?"

Chen Xiansong did not wear the robe of a thoughtful person. The little guy didn't know his identity. When he saw him coming out of the association, he thought he was a staff member of the association. He lowered his head and said timidly: "I want to go in and attend the banquet."

"There is no invitation letter, so you can't get in. Besides, you are still a child, so why do you go in?" Chen Xiansong smiled, walked around the little guy, and prepared to go on a walk on the street.

But suddenly, his clothes were pulled. When he looked back, he saw that it was a little guy. The other party was staring at him with big watery eyes, and said pitifully: "Brother, can you let me in secret?"

Chen Xiansong stopped, turned around and asked with a smile: "You are so young, why are you doing when you go in?"

"I'm not young anymore, I'm already ten years old." The little guy was a little unhappy: "My name is Froncis, I'm not a little guy. Brother Ya, just take me in, okay?"

"What are you going in?" Chen Xiansong asked.

The little guy hunched for a while and replied with no confidence: "Anyway, there are very important things..."

Chen Xiansong naturally didn't believe it. He thought it was this little guy who might be slandering the food at the banquet and wanted to go in and eat something. It was nothing to open his mouth at the banquet. He thought for a while and then said, "It's okay to let me take you in, but I still have something to do now. I want to walk outside. Are you waiting here or planning to come with me?"

Froncis looked at the back door of the association and then looked at Chen Xiansong. Finally, it grabbed Chen Xiansong's neck tightly and said softly: "I'll go with my elder brother."
Chapter completed!