Yu Xi finally decided to practice sword.

She practiced sword in her previous life, and she likes sword more than other weapons.

Zhong Xian did not interfere with Yu Xi's choice. She was still young, and if it was discovered in the future that she was not suitable for sword practice, there would still be plenty of time to change.

After confirming her choice, Zhong Xian took her to find Mu Lezhi on a spirit boat the next day.

"To practice sword fighting, you need a sword and sword spirit that are in tune with your mind. But you are too young, Xi'er, to go to the Demon Sword Tomb. So let Mu Lezhi forge you a light sword that is suitable for you. It doesn't have a sword spirit, but it is suitable for practice."

The Demon Sword Tomb of the Demon Clan is similar to the Spirit Sword Tomb of the Immortal Clan. Both store swords that are inhabited by sword spirits. If a master with similar thoughts appears, the sword spirit will appear with the sword.

But if the sword spirit doesn't like the person coming, it will attack immediately.

Yu Xi sat in Zhong Xian's arms, playing with his hair in a trance.

In fact, it doesn’t matter to her whether there is a sword spirit or not.

Sword cultivators emphasize the unity of man and sword. Generally, as long as the sword spirit makes a choice, they will not regret it.

But the sword spirit in her previous life regretted choosing her. Not only did he despise her, but he also abandoned her with the sword as soon as she was seriously injured.

"Xiao Xi'er?"

His head suddenly felt heavy. Yu Xi heard Zhong Xian's voice and looked up to meet Zhong Xian's worried eyes.

Zhong Xian has beautiful eyes, with upturned eye tails and narrow pupils, but when he opened his eyes, his eyes were dark and filled with twisted spells, as creepy as a ghost.

But at this moment, these terrifying eyes were full of worry, "What are you thinking about? You even braided my hair."

Only then did Yu Xi realize that when she was distracted just now, she had actually braided Zhong Xian’s long black hair!

You really can't blame her. Zhong Xian's hair is long and smooth, and it smells very nice. It feels so good that you don't want to let go once you touch it.

She subconsciously wanted to apologize, but before she could say anything, Zhong Xian held her in his arms and started pulling her hair.

"elder brother!"

She just felt like she was about to be kneaded into dough!

She used her hands and feet to struggle out of Zhong Xian's arms. She pricked up her ears in anger, and her furry white tail slapped the ground. She was just about to make a couple of "whimpering" sounds to express her accusation.

Unexpectedly, when I looked up, I saw Zhong Xian's smiling face.

"Well, now it's fair."

Zhong Xian couldn't let her go and took her back. He rubbed and pinched her soft and thin ears, and loved her very much.

[Ouch, ouch, little Xier is angry! His fur is standing up! He is huffing! What a little fox! So cute that I want to kiss him to death!]

[Why is this ear so nice to pinch? It’s so soft and furry. It feels so good to touch! I want to bite it off!]

Yu Xi's ears suddenly felt a little hot.

She looked at the small braid on Zhong Xian's head, then touched her own messy hair. She paused for two seconds and suddenly felt a little funny for some reason.

She soon laughed too, and threw herself on Zhong Xian's shoulder again and said, "It's not fair, brother, you pinched my ear. I have to braid a few more braids to make it fair!"

She was stunned as soon as the words came out of her mouth. She would never have said such words in the past.

"You prick it, I'll prick it for you."

Zhong Xian didn't care about her revenge at all. He patted her back lazily and made an indulgent sound.

In the past, Zhong Xian was a bit arrogant in front of Yu Xi, but ever since Yu Xi cried in his arms yesterday, his attitude towards Yu Xi has become much more casual and natural.

Seeing that Yu Xi was still staring at him blankly, looking stupid, he pinched Yu Xi's face and bullied her maliciously.

Yu Xi quickly came back to her senses, puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction, but she seemed to be in a very good mood. She quickly and viciously braided Zhong Xian's hair.

Perhaps because of the commotion just now, Yu Xi was no longer as reserved as before. While tying Zhong Xian's hair, she asked softly:

"Brother, how many spirit stones does it take to forge a sword?"

Forging weapons always costs money.

Zhong Xian said indifferently: "Mu Lezhi is the best weapon refiner here. You are the disciple of the Demon Lord. You don't need to spend money to forge a sword with him. Just bring some compensation."

"remuneration?"

"This is it."

Zhong Xian took out a box that he had prepared earlier, which was filled with medicinal herbs that he had snatched from Zhang Yucheng. "He is also good at refining pills. Just ask him to do something and give him enough medicinal herbs. Then you can give him some clothes to make them invulnerable and keep warm."

Yu Xi was curious about why Zhong Xian took only the herbs in Zhang Yucheng's storage bag. It turned out that he did it as a reward to Mu Lezhi.

Could it be that Zhong Xian had planned to ask Mu Lezhi to help her make clothes at that time?

She pursed her lips and silently hugged Zhong Xian's neck.

The two people's spirit boat traveled all the way through the demon world, and the surrounding scenery gradually changed from bright to dim.

As the sky and the earth entered darkness, what stood before them was no longer the mountain that soared into the sky, but a huge volcano that continuously emitted smoke and flames.

Just by getting close, you can feel the heat waves and the burnt smell.

Yu Xi was afraid of heat, and Zhong Xian's body was cool enough, so she hung on Zhong Xian and didn't want to get down.

Zhong Xian let her go.

The volcano is huge, the road on the mountainside is twisting and winding, and with the gloomy sky, it is easy to get lost if you are not careful.

But Zhong Xian was obviously very familiar with the area and soon arrived at a cave.

Pushing open the heavy stone door outside the cave, the oncoming heat was so hot that it almost set people on fire. The further you went inside, the clearer you could hear the crisp sound of metal colliding.

Yu Xi was sweating from the heat. She wiped the sweat off her face while pressing her face against Zhong Xian's neck, looking around.

Soon, she saw a huge pool of molten lava that looked like a lake.

Next to the lava pool, a dark-skinned young man was fiddling with the boiling lava with his bare hands. From time to time, he would take out some metal objects whose shapes could not yet be seen and hit them a few times with a hammer beside him.

From Yu Xi's perspective, he could see that the young man's ears were slightly pointed, his pupils were a somewhat dim golden vertical color, and his hands were covered with scales. He should be a demon.

Mu Lezhi heard the noise and looked back. Seeing that it was Zhong Xian, he raised his eyebrows and looked at his braided head and said:

"Hey, young master, I haven't seen you for a while. Why are you wearing pigtails again? I thought you were jealous of the third young master's beauty..."

Zhong Xian didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth, which were originally flat, raised up in a strange arc.

Mu Lezhi stopped talking immediately.

Zhong Xian looked away as if he didn't care, took out the prepared box of herbs and handed it over: "Here, these are all good herbs."

When Mu Lezhi saw the new medicinal herbs, he smiled brightly. He glanced at his hands which were soaking in the molten lava and said hurriedly, "Please wait a moment. I have things in both of my hands. You can just find a place to put them down."

"Ok."

Zhong Xian responded and placed the box on Mu Lezhi's head.

Mu Lezhi:?

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