The cold and heat have passed, and in the world of cultivating immortals, time has never been taken to heart.

After all, with the improvement of cultivation, the time of immortal cultivators is constantly extended.

However, for a teenager who is still growing his body, four or five years is enough time for him to grow from a delicate and pale child to a calm and calm teenager.

Because Xie Feiran was too young and his cultivation was too low, even if the people around him wanted to explore what Xie Feiran's spirit sword was about, there was no way.

The other party didn't seem to be aware of the surrounding exploration, and he was cultivating day after day in his own small courtyard, and rarely came out.

Those who originally had a jealousy of him because of Qinghui saw that his cultivation was still not high, and many people didn't care about him anymore, and only a few people still felt that Qinghui was different, and they paid attention to it from time to time.

At this moment, the sky was cloudless, the sun was transparent, and a beautiful silver-blue spirit sword was leaning against a stone, next to the sparkling lake, just facing the sun.

Next to him is a teenager practicing swords.

Xie Feiran was already sixteen or seventeen years old, his body had grown taller rapidly, and his original gloomy and immature aura had decreased a lot.

is more calm and bland, he has been able to put away the original gloom well, without revealing anything, and no one else can tell what he is thinking from his expression.

Suddenly, his eyes moved, and the wooden sword in his hand drew a sharp aura, straight forward, and suddenly stirred up the waves, and a big fish jumped up from the water, and the wooden sword in his hand had not moved.

I heard a sleepy and soft voice next to me.

It's still a bit disgusting.

"Today, I don't want to eat grilled fish."

I've been eating it for a few days and I'm a little tired.

Although Lord Spirit Sword is easy to feed, he can't feed him alive like this.

Thinking of this, Qinghui kicked his two calves dissatisfiedly and muttered in a low voice.

Over there, Xie Feiran paused, let the big fish fall back into the water, flipped his belly, and ran away quickly.

When he looked back again, he saw the little girl's translucent body sitting so lightly on the corner of the stone, a little lazy, looking at him with a yawn.

Over the past few years, he has grown a lot taller, but Qinghui is still the same as before, basically there is no change, at most, the outline of his eyebrows and eyes is a little more mature and refined, but he still looks a little soft.

kicked his eyes at him, looking super fierce.

Xie Feiran paused slightly, raised his feet and walked back, his silhouette was still exquisite, and he put the wooden sword in his hand aside casually, and came to Qinghui's eyes, the young man's elegant voice was a little coaxing.

"What does the Spirit Sword Ancestor want to eat today?"

Qinghui blinked, "I don't eat fish anyway." ”

Don't try to fool me just because you look good.

No way.

Spirit Sword Masters are not so easy to be ignored!

Xie Feiran couldn't help the corners of his lips from twitching, but he still said calmly and softly, "I looked for honey two days ago, drink some honey water first?" ”

Straight into Qinghui's heart.

Honey, sweet.

Sure enough, when Qinghui heard this, her eyes lit up slightly, and the body beside her instantly flew up, holding a beautiful sword flower in the air, and then quickly flew down and poked his waist with the hilt of the sword, pushing him towards the hut.

To drink!

Go, go, go.

And Qinghui also flew up and followed him to the hut.

For about a quarter of an hour, the two of them were already sitting in the room, and Qinghui turned back into an entity, sitting obediently on the side, holding a cup in his hand.

Bow your head and take small sips.