Xie Wenzhan's face froze, and when he was about to say something, Ye Chenfeng suddenly changed his tone.
"Wait." After Ye Chenfeng said this, he fell silent and looked at Tian Miao.
Xie Wenzhan was stunned, and immediately understood that Ye Chenfeng was communicating with his sword spirit.
"If you feel sorry for me, give me the bag of liuying fruit in your storage bag." Ye Chenfeng was actually a little embarrassed, but on the surface he was still expressionless and his eyes were cold.
Xie Wenzhan was startled again, then turned to look at Tian Miao. Obviously, such a request was definitely not made by Ye Chenfeng himself. It was his sword spirit who brought it up.
However, what does Sword Spirit want Liu Yingguo to do
This Flowing Firefly Fruit was sent by Yang Shirui. Except for its good-looking appearance and sweet taste, it has no use, just a kind of, um... delicious fruit.
"Give it or not?" Ye Chenfeng's tone became colder.
"Give, give, give." Xie Wenzhan hurriedly took out a bag of fruit from the storage bag and handed it to Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfeng took it and immediately handed it to Tian Miao. But Tian Miao didn't answer.
The next moment, I saw Ye Chenfeng's handsome face grimace. Although it was a moment, Xie Wenzhan still caught it.
Then, in Xie Wenzhan's horrified eyes, he saw Ye Chenfeng take out a beautiful dagger and start peeling the fruit.
Xie Wenzhan's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
"You can go, the two are cleared." Ye Chenfeng's tone was very cold, it seemed that the next moment he disagreed, he would stab someone with a dagger.
"But..." Xie Wenzhan was still a little hesitant. It is an inheritance, an inheritance of ascending power.
"Inheriting this kind of thing..." Tian Miao, who had been silent for a while, said lazily, "Those who are destined will get it."
This seems to make sense.
Xie Wenzhan thought.
"Besides, inheriting this thing doesn't have to be acquired by the strong." Tian Miao took the fruit cut by Ye Chenfeng, ate it leisurely, and slowly squeezed out such a sentence.
Xie Wenzhan looked at Ye Chenfeng blankly, then looked at Tianmiao again, and decisively turned his head and left.
Can't take this.
Sure enough, things cluster together.
Ye Chenfeng's sword spirit is the same as his, making people jump! snort!
In fact, on the flying spirit boat, everyone is paying attention to this side, there is no way, a sword spirit like Tianmiao is too eye-catching.
When he saw Ye Chenfeng cutting fruit for her, his eyes widened.
Let's not talk about the magical picture of how a proud and cold person like Ye Chenfeng is cutting fruit, but eating fruit as a sword spirit is very scary in itself, right
Tian Miao still accepted those shocked and curious gazes calmly, and Ye Chenfeng was also stable, standing beside Tian Miao with no expression on his face.
Xie Wenzhan walked to the edge of the deck with a look of "I'm sulking, ignore me".
After returning to Canglang Sect, Tian Miao followed Ye Chenfeng to the main hall.
The elders, as well as the peak masters of the peaks, also came.
The sect master stood at the top, looking at Ye Chenfeng who was standing below and Xie Wenzhan with relief.
He already knew the news that Xie Wenzhan got the inheritance and Ye Chenfeng got the magic weapon.
Both of them gave him a big surprise. Today, the Canglang Sect can be said to be a double happiness.
It's just that the expressions of these two people, why, are a little... unhappy
The Sect Master looked at the faces of the two of them suspiciously, very puzzled.
(End of this chapter)