After crossing, I became a group pet

As if being hit by a pie in the sky, Su Qingmian was stunned for a while, and was so excited that she couldn't speak coherently: "I, I, I have it too?"

Su Mu looked at Su Qingmian with a "is this weird?" look.

Su Qingmian had a cheeky face: "What do I think of my Xuantang tree?"

Su Mu still said: "You can watch it if you want, it's your will."

It's like saying nothing.

Su Qingmian's shoulders slumped, he understood what the word will meant, but it was too illusory to talk about using will.

Just now his fourth brother mentioned something called "shu", right?

What is the meaning of this technique?

In his previous life, he read novels, which was always the case in other worlds. There were always some fancy things, like spells, magic, and so on.

Asked if he didn't understand, Su Qingmian shyly asked, "Brother~what is surgery?"

After asking Su Mu so many questions at once, Su Qingmian felt a little embarrassed.

Su Mu didn't care. He was grateful that Su Qingmian could wake up and talk with him. As for asking questions, isn't this normal for a person who has lost all his memory?

Su Mu: "Spell is a powerful force released by borrowing natural elements, but due to different talents and energies of individuals, the released power is also different. When releasing the spell, it needs to be supplemented with different spells, just like this."

Su Mu stretched out his white and slender hands, and whispered: "Sleeping night elf, please open your gorgeous eyes and listen to my devout prayers, so that I can see the night sky and feel the power of the night."

Following Su Mu's words, a bright starry sky appeared in his hand, the Milky Way flowed, and the blue and orange lights of the nebula were entangled together, interweaving colors that only appeared in dreams.

"Spells have different forms of expression, including chants, direct expressions, dialogues, etc. The spells I just mentioned belong to the chants."

Su Qingmian couldn't help touching the starry night on Su Mu's hand, it was cool, like the night wind blowing on her cheek.

Su Qingmian probably understood what a "spell" is. It should be something similar to magic, which needs to be chanted to function.

With a slight movement of Su Mu's hand, the starry sky also rotated, changing more magnificent colors like a kaleidoscope.

"Like it?"

Su Qingmian's head was pounding like garlic: "I like it! Brother, you are so amazing!"

"Then I'll give it to you." Su Mu folded his hands together, and the starry sky was squeezed into a small ball by him, and then he pulled out a silver chain out of thin air and tied it to the starry sky ball.

Su Qingmian looked at everything miraculously, Su Mu stretched out his hand towards him, and Su Qingmian let it go.

Su Mu held the star chain kiss glove on Su Qingmian's wrist.

Su Qingmian felt as if she had found a treasure, and tightly held her chained wrist: "Can I be as powerful as you in the future?"

"This is a very common spell, and you and I have different talents. I am the night sky, and you are life. You can revive all things, but you cannot control the night sky."

Su Qingmian tilted her head and thought: "Are you as good as you?"

Su Mu gave a very official answer: "It depends on how you use it, and the cultivation of the technique depends on your understanding."

Su Qingmian was stunned, and bent down: "Oh."

That's over, he doesn't know much about these things, so he can't be as powerful as Su Mu.

Although Su Qingmian's talent sounds great, Su Xianyu said that he has no confidence to become a big boss. He has such a big and powerful brother, so he should rely on his brother to support him in the future.