Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 1842 A brother-in-law

Ye Feiran smiled and shook his head, "What's there to worry about? Have you forgotten that sentence? There is a time in life that must come, but there is no time in life. Don't force it!"

Jiang Yinghan: "...Okay!"

Alas, her character is indeed not as good as that of Xiao Zizi.

If Ye Feiran didn't have the thunder attribute, she thought she would definitely try her best to compete with Yan'er for the purple sword.

However, she still recited Ye Feiran's last words several times in her mind.

Gradually, her heart calmed down.

After glancing at the calm lake surface, she walked directly to check how the Red-Blooded Thunder Leopard was recovering from its injuries.

Ye Feiran glanced at her back and raised the corners of her lips slightly. She could naturally guess what Jiang Yinghan was thinking, but she hoped she would try her best.

No one knows who the famous sword will choose.

Soon, Yan'er flew out of the lake empty-handed.

Seeing this, Mr. Fei was a little disappointed.

Mrs. Fei on the side immediately comforted her, "The matter of choosing the master of the famous sword can only be done once. Let Yan'er try a few more times."

Mr. Fei nodded, "I almost forgot about this."

Then, he waved to Yan'er, "Have you touched the purple sword?"

Yan'er nodded, "I touched it, but I can't get it out."

Hearing this, Mr. Fei suddenly became happy. He stroked his beard and said, "Just meet him. You have a great chance of proving yourself. Famous swords cannot be pulled out in one go. Some people have to dial it hundreds of times before they are recognized."

Yan'er nodded, then looked at Ye Feiran, feeling a little complicated. He had not forgotten that he was kicked into the lake.

What kind of person is Brother Yezi? She is too calm!

Ye Long and Zong Zheng Yunyin naturally heard the conversation between Fei Lao and Yan'er, but they said nothing. Ran'er is their daughter and Yan'er is their son. It doesn't matter who gets it.

With a "plop", Ye Feiran also jumped into the lake.

After diving into the lake, Ye Feiran immediately wrapped his body with spiritual power, and at the same time took out the water-proof beads given by Shui Moyan.

She is not a fool. She has such a treasure and naturally wants to use it.

With the water-proof beads, Ye Feiran felt much more relaxed and swam towards the bottom of the lake while paying careful attention to the surrounding situation.

I saw that the lake was very calm, there was no aura of powerful water monsters, and there were only some small fish swimming around, all of which were fish with no attack power.

Ye Feiran blinked, could this be a spirit fish?

All the spiritual pets in the mysterious space noticed Ye Feiran's thoughts and were speechless.

Master, which one is more important right now, the spiritual fish you eat, or the immortal-level spiritual weapon?

Please be more careful!

"Ranran, get the purple sword and you can have a feast of spiritual fish." The mutated nine-leaf red branch said quietly.

It was actually urging Ye Feiran to quickly find the purple sword in disguise. Anyway, the Blackwater Lake was here and the spirit fish couldn't escape.

Ye Feiran knew the thoughts of the spiritual pets as soon as he paid a little attention, and said helplessly, "I know."

Next, Ye Feiran swam to the bottom of the lake with all his strength.

When she came to the purple sword, she did not immediately reach out and try to pull it out, but looked at it carefully.

Soon, she saw two small characters with dragons and phoenixes dancing on the purple sword.

storm!

Is this the name of the purple sword?!

Could it be that I saw it wrong?

Ye Feiran frowned slightly, holding a water-proof bead in one hand and a luminous bead in the other. When she looked carefully again, the word "storm" came into her eyes clearly.

Strange, isn’t the Storm Sword a god-level spiritual weapon?

Why does its name appear on an immortal-level spiritual weapon?

Is it possible that there is not only a god-level spiritual weapon called the Storm Sword on the mainland, but also an immortal-level spiritual weapon called the Storm Sword?

With such doubts, Ye Feiran took a closer look again, and the word "storm" seemed to become clearer.

She raised her eyebrows and put away the night pearl.

No matter what it is called, or whether it has the same name, anyway, it is an immortal-level spiritual weapon. When you encounter it, you must try your best to see if you can get its approval.

She stepped forward and held the purple sword, injecting spiritual power into her palm, and tried to pull it out, but the purple sword did not move at all.

If it doesn’t work once, try it a second time or a third time...

Every time, Ye Feiran tried his best, but the purple sword remained motionless.

Seeing this, Ye Feiran was not discouraged at all and continued to inject spiritual energy into his palm to draw the sword.

At the same time, Ye Feiran didn't come up after going down for so long, and Han Xize and the others looked puzzled.

"Why did Little Leaf stay down for so long?"

"Is there any danger in the lake? Little Leaf is entangled?"

"Shut your crow's mouth! If there is danger at the bottom of the lake, will the surface of the lake be so calm?"

"That's it, is Little Ye Zi an ordinary person? Her breath-holding ability must be much better than ours."

"Yes, yes, maybe Little Leaf has almost been recognized by the purple sword!"

While Han Xize and the seven others were discussing, Mr. and Mrs. Fei were also talking.

"Young man Ye has water-proof beads on his hands, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to stay at the bottom of such a deep lake for so long." Mr. Fei said with certainty.

Mrs. Fei naturally knew what her husband was thinking. She looked at the lake and said, "She hasn't come up after going down for so long. It seems she hasn't been recognized by the famous sword yet."

This sentence undoubtedly comforted Mr. Fei, but at the same time it was a pity that they did not avoid the water drops, otherwise Yan'er would have tried to draw the sword many times once he went down.

On the other side, Kuroki struggled for a long time and couldn't help but ask, "Master, do you think the young master can be recognized by the famous sword?"

Ye Murin did not answer Heimu, and kept looking at the lake with his dark eyes. In fact, his consciousness kept looking into the lake, because he was afraid that Ye Feiran would be in danger.

As for whether he could be recognized by the famous sword, he really wasn't worried at all. After all, among the three people, his Ran'er was the most likely to be recognized by the famous sword.

Heisha glanced at Heimu with disdain. No need to ask, it must be the young master who got the purple sword.

Besides, Ye Feiran, who was at the bottom of the lake, tried to draw the sword again and again, and the spiritual power in her body was consumed very quickly. When the spiritual power was almost exhausted, she went upstream.

Fei Lao saw that Ye Feiran was also empty-handed, so he was naturally happy. Just as he was about to urge Yan'er to go down, he saw Jiang Yinghan's figure, so he shut his mouth.

Jiang Yinghan was a little surprised when he saw Ye Feiran's empty hands, "Can't you pull it out?"

Ye Feiran smiled and nodded, "Be more serious, maybe it belongs to you."

"How is that possible?" Jiang Yinghan blurted out.

Ye Feiran looked at Jiang Yinghan with a half-smile.

Jiang Yinghan felt uncomfortable, so he could only say, "I know, I know, I'll be more serious."

After saying that, she jumped into the lake again with a splash.

This time, she was really serious, but she still couldn't even touch the hilt of the sword.

However, this time she did stay a little longer than last time.

After Jiang Yinghan came up, Yan'er took one look at Ye Feiran and left. He didn't want to be kicked down again. It would be too embarrassing!

Seeing this, Ye Feiran nodded with satisfaction, this is right!

This time, Yan'er came back empty-handed.

Mr. Fei couldn't help but feel a little anxious, but he had no other choice but to watch Ye Feiran go into the lake again.

Just like the first time, Ye Feiran tried to draw the sword again and again, until the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted before he came up.

In this way, the three people took turns going down to the lake, and it took them half a day. Until nightfall, no one got the approval of the purple sword.

Han Xize and the others couldn't help but feel anxious, but the elders like Yan Zheng had a calm look on their faces. After all, it only took half a day, and it was normal to spend half a year to get the approval of some babies.

Ye Feiran went down to the lake before nightfall, and when she came up, she had a bag of spirit fish in her hand.

"We are grilling fish for dinner tonight. There are all spirit fish in the lake." Ye Feiran said with a happy face after landing on the shore.

Everyone: "..."
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next