Song Yan exclaimed excitedly, "Me too!"
As he spoke, his emotions were uncontrollable, because he finally had a friend, a true friend who would stand by him through thick and thin.
Xiao Hanshan, tears in his tiger eyes, landed and shouted, "Brother!"
Song Yan also replied, "Brother!"
Hua Xianggu floated over from afar, looking at this scene, and raised her voice, "Xiao Hanshan, have you gone mad?"
In the three thousand Emotion Cage, Lu Jueyun had completely forgotten his predicament, and said in astonishment, "Li Xuanchan, what trick have you played?"
Song Yan perceived the fragile balance within his body.
"Meeting a ghost cultivator of the Profound Yellow Second Realm for the first time and then becoming good friends" seemed insufficient to completely lower the "Burial" character.
He turned his gaze to Hua Xianggu.
Xiao Hanshan was explaining to her, "Mistress Xianggu, he’s a ghost cultivator too, can’t you see? From now on, we’re not alone. We can move together."
Hua Xianggu snorted coldly, "Xiao Hanshan, I don’t care what magic you’ve been under, now I’m going to kill him. He may also be a ghost cultivator, and he has some yin qi on him, but he is definitely not one of us!"
After speaking, she turned her head to Song Yan and suddenly smiled brightly, grabbing a string of white bone rosary emitting a peculiar fragrance.
Song Yan shouted loudly, "Mistress Xianggu..."
Hua Xianggu stopped her actions, and for some reason, once this person spoke, she just had to hear him finish.
Song Yan gritted his teeth, "We are... good... friends..."
As the words fell, Hua Xianggu withdrew her hand with the white bone rosary.
She turned her head to Xiao Hanshan and solemnly said, "I was mistaken, it’s not magic; he truly is our good friend."
Xiao Hanshan said, "I told you so."
Lu Jueyun was completely dumbfounded.
Song Yan was sweating profusely, his face pale, and his body shook unconsciously, but he suddenly raised his head, bared his sinister white teeth to Lu Jueyun, and intended to open his mouth for another "turn foe into friend."
However, when the words came to his mouth, he realized he couldn’t.
It was the limit.
After twice turning foe into friend, the "Creation" character had the upper hand; if he forced it again, it would break the balance.
The cost of words accompanying magic was too high.
At this moment, Xiao Hanshan grabbed Lu Jueyun in the cage and said, "Old Li, this lad harbors ill intentions towards you."
Lu Jueyun stared with wide eyes, then screamed, "Xiao Hanshan, you’ve been deceived by him! You’ve been deceived by him!"
Hua Xianggu’s face was icy cold.
Xiao Hanshan abruptly shook the cage, and the three thousand emotion threads squeezed inward, turning from a cage to ropes binding the body, and Lu Jueyun fell to the ground with a mournful scream.
Hua Xianggu said, "Luckily you have some conscience, knowing when to act, otherwise if my good friend suffered grievance, you’d answer to me!"
Xiao Hanshan snorted coldly, "Making it sound like only you and Old Li are good friends!"
Much of it was from the Profound Celestial Sword Manual.

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