Then she turned to Chapter 191, "Think back, wasn't the Turing Technique and Five Elents Cats all made up by the Sword Spirit Senior?"
Reminded by Lily, Zhang Ze finally rembered who was before him. He smiled awkwardly and gave Lily a sideways glance, "Did you forget too? So, don't bla ."
"I'm not busy with a thousand things every day, and besides, it's not often we see Sword Spirit Senior anyway. Occasionally forgetting is only human," Lily argued.
Zhang Ze replied, "I'm also dealing with a thousand things every day, even more than you, so it's only human."
Listening to these two immortals' excuses, the color of Sword Spirit Senior changed slightly to red.
"Oh, so if I don't show up, I'm ant to be forgotten, huh? Then have you forgotten Qiao Lezhi and i'Er too?"
However, this ti Zhang Ze shook his head, "I haven't forgotten. Even though they don't show their faces, they often pop up in the group chat."
With that, he took out a small walnut.
"Look, see for yourself."
In the chat history:
[Brilliant and Mighty Clever Lezhi: The Sword Sect Main Pavilion is so damp, Lily can you figure out a big fan to blow away this fog?]
[Silent i'Er: The dampness of the Main Pavilion is the thod of our ancestors, part of cultivating. Don't overthink it, just endure it obediently.]
Ever since Qiao Lezhi woke from a sudden realization recently, Pavilion Master Zhengyi sent him to the Sword Sect Main Pavilion for a special two-year training.
He's temporarily free from being the leave king, the sloth, and is clear-headed every day.
The other one, also one of the founding mbers of the Thousand chanism Pavilion,
who was said to be the maid of Chen Qin, but actually half-aunt, half-guardian sister i'Er, left Sword Sect to travel afar for training after Junior Sister could walk independently, with Zhang Ze taking care of her.
She occasionally asks about Chen Qin's situation in the group or sends so notes about her travel experiences.
Though recently the style of her notes is showing signs of evolving into middle-aged WeChat posts.
Flowers are blooming prosperous indeed.
It seems Sister i'Er is currently exploring around the Northwest Jade Dragon Mountain.
But according to Junior Sister, Sister i'Er is actually undertaking a secret mission called the Yellow Book Adventure.
Traveling far is just a front, collecting Yellow Books is her real goal.
Whether true or false is unknown, because Zhang Ze didn't dare to ask.
"If you don't pop up, it's only natural for everyone to forget you."
At Zhang Ze's logical defense, the core temperature of Sword Spirit didn't cool down; instead, it rose a few degrees.
"I'm also in this group and speak every day. Haven't you noticed?"
"Eh?" This ti, not only Zhang Ze but also Lily and Junior Sister looked shocked.
"Which one is you?" Lily took out the small walnut, flipping through the contact list as she asked.
"The Unique Sword God."
Sword Spirit revealed with utmost sincerity his pseudonym in the group, but received only silence in return.
"What do you an by this?" Seeing everyone's disoriented expressions, Sword Spirit frowned.
"So the Unique Sword God is you... I thought it was so wannabe Fuji," Lily chuckled awkwardly.
The na Unique Sword God is a popular nickna in the Sword Sect.
From top to bottom, in the Seven Pavilion group chats, there aren't a thousand, there are eight hundred called Unique Sword God, of which a hundred and thirty are Fuji's alternate accounts.
After Zhang Ze's explanation, Sword Spirit fell silent.
Lily noticed Sword Spirit's color dimming a bit, so she kindly suggested, "Why not change your na again? Let think of one for you... how about Supre True Martial Tyrant Sword God among Gods of Swords?"
Upon hearing this na, Sword Spirit's brightness flickered high and low, taking a long ti to normalize.
"Forget it, no matter what I'm called, the next ti I appear you will still forget who I am.
"Hmph, nas are insignificant, my talent doesn't need such aningless embellishnts, I'm here for serious business.
"Now, witness a miracle."
Sword Spirit waved his hand, behind him the Flying Ship started transforming once again, as it morphed, Zhang Ze's expression beca increasingly bizarre.
He saw sothing sowhat resembling a Reversed Heavenly Gang.
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