"What? Why don't you speak anymore?!" Nalan asked, his voice a bit loud.

Nalan Zhenyue raised her eyes gently and looked at him, "I'm thinking about whether to tell the truth?"

"What truth?"

Nalan Zhenyue raised her eyebrows, "Do you really want to listen?"

"Um?"

"I'm a little disgusted!" Nalan Zhenyue nodded slightly, looking a little serious.

Nalan Wenming really wanted to vomit blood.

"You stinky girl, you-"

I really don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is!!!

Nalan Wenming picked up the secret skill on the table, glared at her fiercely, and said: "The highest level in our Nalan Mansion is the third grade! You are really pushing your limits, I don't think you can use this secret skill anymore!"

Nalan Wenming ran away in anger, but Nalan Zhenyue looked indifferent.

But I'm still wondering, in such a big Nalan Mansion, the highest spiritual power secret skill is only level three?

So where did the fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh grades go?

If you want to practice, you have to practice higher-level secret skills. With the second-level training, you don't know how many years and months it will take to become stronger.

After Nalan Wenming went back angrily, Nalan Yunqi didn't say anything more. He just looked at the five secret skills and sighed quietly, saying, "Let her go..."

The days pass by as always.

The two uncles guarding the gate of Nalan Mansion did their duty diligently, but the sun was a bit too warm. My whole body was warm and I really wanted to squint.

No, as soon as they closed their eyes and felt the sunshine, a figure walked out from among them.

"Wait, who is that?" The stronger man on the right widened his eyes.

The uncle on the left touched his head and said, "I'm afraid it's the concubine from some house."

"I've never seen it before!"

"I haven't seen it either."

At this moment, Nalan Zhenyue turned back and grinned.

The two uncles stood on their backs and stared blankly at Nalan Zhenyue walking further and further away.

Until Nalan Zhenyue's figure disappeared from their sight, the stronger uncle suddenly woke up and said, "I remember, wasn't she the same one who was in the fighting field a few days ago..."

"Holy shit!"

The two uncles looked at each other and saw disbelief in each other's eyes.

The eleventh-ranked lady in the direct lineage of Nalan Mansion is a loser. This is something that all the older servants and guards of Nalan Mansion know. Unexpectedly, a few days ago, the loser turned into a summoner... This

Not to mention it, but Miss Eleven is too pretty, right?

Nalan Zhenyue's dirty, knotted hair that couldn't even be combed was cut into neat short hair, uneven and of different lengths, reaching her neck.

The dirt has now been washed off the face that has been dirty all year round, and the originally fair skin has been exposed. However, because it has not been exposed to the sun all year round, the skin has a trace of sickly whiteness, but it does not affect it, it just looks like she is

The originally thin body became a little weaker.

The most surprising thing was her facial features, which were a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, slightly raised at the end of the eyes. When she smiled, her eyes narrowed slightly, giving people an indescribable good impression.

Are the facial features so delicate and can be described?

but.

It always feels like there's something more.

The stronger uncle clapped his hands and he understood.

Nalan Zhenyue's smile became more charming.

When she looks at you, she looks like a ferocious beast and you are the meal...

This is the revamped Miss Eleven...
Chapter completed!