Feng Shui Master is an Internet Celebrity

Chapter 113 - 114

Chapter 113 Murder Case

This young man is wearing a brown dress similar to that of an ancient bunt. He has extremely white skin, big eyes, and his hair is tied high. He looks innocent and well-behaved and has no knowledge of the world. He is the sword spirit of Luo Yingbai's sword. The sword name Cang Lingyue was translated, which is actually his name.

Luo Yingbai's sword spirit was summoned and refined by his own mana, lodged in the manufactured knife, and lived and died with him. Therefore, when Luo Yingbai was injured in his previous life, even Cang Lingyueyi suffered a lot. The damage, which has been cultivated in the knife, has never come out. It was the first time to transform into a shape after rebirth, and it shrank to such a small size.

He doesn't use weapons very much at ordinary times, so he has always sealed the knife in the charm that he carries with him. After calling it out last time, Xia Xianning held the knife. If it hadn't jumped out by itself, Luo Yingbai would have almost forgotten it.

Cang Lingyue bowed slightly to Luo Yingbai and did not speak.

Luo Yingbai touched his head and said, "How is your recovery?"

Cang Lingyue translated the voice with a bit of timid childishness: "It's okay. I've gotten used to it. Where's the master?"

Luo Yingbai felt relieved to see that he looked good.

He said: "I'm fine too. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to transform, but it's good that you can come out now. Well... you should be recovering in there and feel bored. How about we just play for a while. What do you want to do?"

Cang Lingyue thought for a while, walked behind Luo Yingbai, and tiptoed to beat his back.

Luo Yingbai couldn't laugh or cry and said: "No need, no need, stop quickly."

Caoling Yue translated: "Did I beat it badly?"

It stands to reason that this little guy is thousands or hundreds of years older than Luo Yingbai from the time he was conceived to becoming a spirit to being inspired by Luo Yingbai's magic power. However, every time he comes out, Luo Yingbai feels that he has grown up. He had a son - but if it were him, when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, he would have dared to steal Luo Zhao's wine and light a fire while he was not paying attention. How could he be so timid? It would be like following a sadist.

He said helplessly: "No, come on, come here."

Can Ling Yueyi stood in front of Luo Yingbai, and Luo Yingbai touched his hair and said: "Cang Ling, I want you to do what you want to do. For example, what do you want to do most and what are your requirements? You can say it all. It's you, you know?"

Cang Lingyue translated: "Oh, then I want to eat."

Without further ado, Luo Yingbai took out the takeaway list from Xia Xianning's drawer and put it in front of him: "Order!"

Can Ling Yueyi devoured a bunch of takeaways. While he was eating, Luo Yingbai walked to the window and watched Lu Lu's family helping each other leave.

He sighed slightly. In fact, if he thought about it carefully, although Lu Lu's parents had various shortcomings, they could not be judged as bad people. Even if they were greedy for money and selfish, they still raised their daughter and did not give her enough food or clothing. When Lu Lu was sick, they also took care of and worried from the bottom of their hearts.

However, any relationship - family, love, friendship, is the same when it is in bloom, but it is especially unable to withstand when it falls into a trough. The ties of blood make Lu Lu and her parents still retain their places in their hearts. But it's just a blood relationship.