"Wow, wah, wow!"
Beside the pond, Mientiao gestured continuously.
He spoke excitedly about something.
Gu An ignored it and casually tossed a peanut out, said,
"Unless I tell you to spit it out, that sword cannot be released."
Eating the peanuts, Mientiao slowly grew silent.
The Great Success of the second volume of Gang Qi, it ate happily.
*Especially since it hadn't eaten in so many days, after one meal it felt completely full.*
*Naturally, the thought of spitting out the sword disappeared.*
*In fact, it was possible to make it spit it out when Chu Meng was around.*
*When that time came, let Chu Meng take it away, at least it wouldn't affect him.*
*If that sword successfully called for help, he wouldn't even know how he died.*
*That sword, even to those unfamiliar, would be recognized as extraordinary at a glance.*
