Immortal cultivators are already cultivating in the valley, and they rarely have appetites, and the Sword Sect is even more to hone their minds, which is different from the appearance of bustling streets outside the Spirit Sect.

On weekdays, except for some special tasks, or when the cultivation reaches a certain level, he basically does not go out of the Sword Sect.

Qinghui was originally a spirit sword, and there was no such thing as being hungry or not.

Although the other party's eyes lit up when he talked about eating, in the end it was just a spirit sword, sometimes he slept for several days, and those who didn't call and ignored people were just like ordinary spirit swords.

At that time, he was still encountering this situation for the first time, and he was full of thoughts that his cultivation was too low, which caused her to fall asleep.

After staying up for a few days and nights, the spiritual power of sword training was about to be exhausted.

Qinghui woke up dimly, and looked blankly at the trembling hand holding the sword on his side.

The first reaction was that Lord Spirit Sword finally urged him to move forward, and then he was quite at a loss, did he want to kill himself with this practice?

flew up, and poked the other party's cheek and poked the 'education' for a while, and learned that the other party had just woken up from a sleep, but it was the first time that the little boy who had always been well-behaved and obedient had jumped into his arms, and he directly hugged Qinghui into his arms.

That well-behaved Qinghui was very useful, so he didn't care about his 'offensive' behavior.

And Xie Feiran made a lot of limelight last time in the Sword Pavilion because of Qinghui.

Mu Xiu is very clear about the truth that the forest wind will destroy Xie Feiran, when he was a child, he suffered a lot of exclusion because he was unprotected and outstanding.

It's just that those are petty fights, and for him, it's not a big deal.

But he wouldn't compare Qinghui to something he didn't care about before.

He can't afford to lose.

He was still too weak now, and even with his rapid growth over the years, it was still not enough to completely deal with those with bad intentions.

Although he is still an outer disciple, he has already taken the sword in the end, and this sword still confuses the people around him, so the treatment is still a lot better.

The young man in a light blue robe has black hair tied up with a blue headband, he has been better over the years, his lips are red and his teeth are white, his complexion is excellent, and his beautiful eyes always seem to be a little distant and cold, but he has lost his original gloomy atmosphere.

He lowered his eyes, thinking in his heart, watching Qinghui sit on the edge of his bed, drink the honey water in the cup, lick the corners of his lips obediently, and then raise his eyes to look at him.

The big eyes that were originally lazy were shining a little at the moment, obviously because they had drunk honey water, and now the excitement has not passed.

Obviously, she should be a powerful and majestic sword, but in fact, her personality and temper are like a child.

It's very nonsensical, and I think of a play is a play.

Sometimes I don't know what comes to mind, so I chase after him to fight him, and then I get so annoyed that I turn around and run away to lie down in the sun.

You've got to be so coaxed to be willing to deal with you.

In fact, it's not that she's angry and angry, it's just that she doesn't like to deal with people very much, and he can't stand her ignoring her.

You lowered your body as if she needed her to cover it, although she didn't know what she was struggling with, but then he looked very fond of that triumphant look.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with pretending to be soft in front of her.

Seeing him coming over, Qinghui put the cup down and stretched out his little paws.

He naturally lowered his head, allowing Qinghui's fingertips to poke at his cheek.