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 Tianmiao.

Xie Wenzhan was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that Ye Chenfeng was communicating with his sword spirit.

"If you feel sorry for me, give me that bag of flowing fireflies in your storage bag." Ye Chenfeng was actually a little embarrassed in his heart, but on the surface, he was still expressionless, and his eyes were cold.

Xie Wenzhan was stunned again, and then turned his head to look at Tianmiao. Obviously, such a request was definitely not made by Ye Chenfeng himself. It was his sword spirit that brought it up.

However, what does the sword spirit want to do with the flowing fireflies?

This flowing firefly fruit was given by Yang Shirui. It doesn't serve any purpose other than being nice on the surface and sweet in taste, it's just a, well...... It's just a delicious fruit.

"To give or not to give?" Ye Chenfeng's tone turned cold.

"Give, give, give." Xie Wenzhan hurriedly took out a bag of fruit from the storage bag and handed it to Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng really took it and immediately handed it to Tianmiao. But Tianmiao didn't answer.

The next moment, I saw Ye Chenfeng's handsome face hideous, although it was a moment, but Xie Wenzhan still captured it.

Then, in Xie Wenzhan's terrifying eyes, he saw Ye Chenfeng take out a delicate dagger and start peeling the fruit.

Xie Wenzhan's eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of him, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"You can go, you can go." Ye Chenfeng's tone was very cold, and it seemed that he was going to stab someone with a dagger if he didn't agree with him the next moment.

"But ......" Xie Wenzhan was still a little hesitant. It's a legacy, the inheritance of the power of ascension.

"Inherit this kind of thing...... "Tianmiao, who had not spoken all this time, said lazily, "Those who are destined will get it." ”

There seems to be some truth to this.

Xie Wenzhan thought to himself.

"Besides, inheriting this thing doesn't have to be strong to get it." Tianmiao took the fruit that Ye Chenfeng had peeled, ate it leisurely, and slowly squeezed out such a sentence.

Xie Wenzhan looked at Ye Chenfeng expressionlessly, then looked at Tianmiao, and decisively turned his head and left.

I can't answer that.

Sure enough, like gathers.

Ye Chenfeng's sword spirit is the same as him, making people jump on their feet! Hum!

In fact, on the flying spirit boat, all the people are paying attention to this side, there is no way, a sword spirit like Tianmiao is too eye-catching.

When they saw Ye Chenfeng peeling fruit for her, their eyes widened.

Let's not talk about what kind of magical picture it is for an arrogant and cold person like Ye Chenfeng to peel fruits, but as a sword spirit, eating fruit is very scary in itself, okay?

Tianmiao still calmly accepted those shocked and curious eyes, and Ye Chenfeng was also stable, standing beside Tianmiao, expressionless.

Xie Wenzhan had an expression of "I'm sulking, don't ignore me" and walked to the edge of the deck.

After returning to the Canglang Sect, Tianmiao followed Ye Chenfeng to the main hall.

The elders, as well as the peak masters of the various peaks, also came.

The head of the sect stood above, looking at Ye Chenfeng and Xie Wenzhan who were standing below with satisfaction.

He already knew the news that Xie Wenzhan had obtained the inheritance and Ye Chenfeng had obtained the divine weapon.

Both of them gave him a big surprise, and today the Canglang Sect can be described as a double happiness.

It's just that the expressions of these two people, why, are a little ...... Out of sorts?

The head looked at the faces of the two suspiciously, very puzzled.