Jie 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 Tianmiao.
Jie Wenzhan was startled, and then he realized that Ye Chenfeng was communicating with his sword spirit.
"If you feel sorry for me, just give me the bag of firefly fruits in your storage bag." Ye Chenfeng was actually a little embarrassed in his heart, but on the surface, his face remained expressionless and his eyes were cold.
Jie Wenzhan was stunned again, then turned to look at Tianmiao. It was obvious that such a request was definitely not made by Ye Chenfeng himself. It was made by his sword spirit.
But, what does Sword Spirit want from the Firefly Fruit?
This Liuying fruit was given by Yang Shirui. Apart from its beautiful appearance and sweet taste, it has no use. It is just a, um... delicious fruit.
"Give it or not?" Ye Chenfeng's tone turned cold.
"Here, here, here." Jie Wenzhan hurriedly took out a bag of fruit from the storage bag and handed it to Ye Chenfeng.
Sure enough, Ye Chenfeng took it and immediately handed it to Tianmiao. But Tianmiao did not take it.
The next moment, I saw Ye Chenfeng's handsome face turned ferocious. Even though it was just for a moment, Jie Wenzhan still captured it.
Then, in Jie Wenzhan's horrified eyes, he saw Ye Chenfeng take out an exquisite dagger and start peeling the fruit.
Jie Wenzhan stared at the scene in front of him with his eyes wide open, unable to recover for a long time.
"You can leave now, things are settled." Ye Chenfeng's tone was very cold, as if he was going to stab someone with a dagger the next moment he disagreed.
"But..." Jie Wenzhan was still a little hesitant. It's inheritance, the inheritance of ascending to great power.
"Inheritance is such a thing..." Tianmiao, who had been silent all of a sudden, spoke lazily, "Those who are destined can get it."
This seems to make sense.
Interpretation of news and thoughts.
"Besides, inheritance does not have to be obtained by the strong." Tianmiao took the fruit peeled by Ye Chenfeng, ate it leisurely, and said this slowly.
Jie Wenzhan looked at Ye Chenfeng expressionlessly, then looked at Tianmiao, decisively turned around and left.
I can't accept this.
Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together.
Ye Chenfeng's sword spirit is just like him, making people jump! Humph!
In fact, everyone on the Flying Spirit Boat is paying attention. There is no way, a sword spirit like Tianmiao is too eye-catching.
When she saw Ye Chenfeng peeling fruit for her, her eyes widened even more.
Let’s not talk about the magical scene when someone like Ye Chenfeng, an arrogant and cold person, peels fruit. Just the fact that he is a sword spirit and eats fruit is very scary, right?
Tianmiao still accepted those shocked and curious glances calmly, and Ye Chenfeng was also calm, standing next to Tianmiao with an expressionless face.
Jie Wenzhan walked to the edge of the deck with an expression like "I'm sulking, don't pay attention to me."
After returning to Canglang Sect, Tianmiao followed Ye Chenfeng to the main hall.
The elders and the peak masters from each peak also came.
The leader stood above and looked at Ye Chenfeng and Wen Zhan who were standing below with relief.
He already knew the news about Jie Wenzhan's inheritance and Ye Chenfeng's acquisition of the magic weapon.
Both of them gave him a big surprise. It can be said that the Canglang Sect is experiencing double happiness today.
It's just that the expressions of these two people are a bit... unhappy?
The leader looked at the two people's faces with confusion, very puzzled.