Everyone couldn't help but prick up their ears, but they didn't hear Duanmuchen's answer.

Although it is impossible to determine Yue Qingqing's status in His Highness Chen's mind, it is a certainty that Yue Qingqing has successfully squeezed into Tianlei students and will have limitless achievements in the future.

On the Xuanyue Continent, Xuan Qi is divided into four levels: primary Xuan, Human Xuan, Earth Xuan, and Tian Xuan. Each level has ten minor levels.

Although Yue Qingqing is only the ninth level of elementary profound practitioner, she is already a first-class person in the outer courtyard of Nanfeng Academy.

And as long as they break through to the Human Xuan realm, the inner court will send people to absorb it, which is why the two elders said that Yue Qingqing doesn't need to worry.

There are currently no students of the tenth level of the Mystical Practitioner in the outer courtyard of Nanfeng Academy. Who would challenge Yue Qingqing, a ninth-level Mystic Practitioner, with nothing to do?

The evening breeze is blowing, and the night is as cool as water.

Yue Qing held her chin with one hand, holding the news from Ye Meng in her hand, with a wise light flowing in her eyes.

Duanmu Chen appeared out of thin air in the Helian Empire. Because of his strength, he was given the title of Prince with a foreign surname by the emperor of the Helian Empire.

Is he just a prince with a foreign surname?

Yue Qing didn't believe it.

"Mom, come and help!" A childish voice interrupted her meditation.

Yue Qingqing was not unhappy at all, and the indifference on her face immediately melted away and was replaced by a soft smile.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, she smelled the smell of blood.

"Xiao Xuan, what happened?" Yue Qingqing quickened her steps a little, and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that Yue Xiaoxuan was fine.

"Mother, Xiaoxuan went out for a walk and picked up an uncle and came back!" Yue Xiaoxuan's face turned red and she rolled the man covered in blood with all her strength.

Yue Qingqing's eyes fell behind him, and her forehead twitched when she saw the winding road of blood. Is this how her precious son rolled people in?

Even if you don’t die, you have to take away half your life, right? Silence!

Yue Xiaoxuan sat aside panting, pointing at the man who was vomiting blood from his mouth and said: "Mother, this is a beautiful uncle!"

Yue gently lifted the messy hair, revealing a pale face, with a nose and eyes. How could the brat see that he is beautiful? He is much better than Duanmuchen, okay?

She carried the opposite wrist, which was messy in the wind for a moment.

"Xiao Xuan, how was he injured?"

Yue Xiaoxuan blinked his eyes and looked at the sky!

"Xiao Xuan doesn't know. He was sitting in a bush and couldn't wake up. Xiao Xuan picked him up because he looked pretty!"

Yue Qing was sweating coldly, son, you are too strong.

They are practicing hard to advance to the next level, and you push them down and roll them over again, and they vomit blood and go crazy...

Yue gently took out a pill and stuffed it into the man's mouth, then picked up his collar and dragged him out of the yard.

"Mom, what are you going to do?"

“Throw away the trash!”

Yue gently stepped on the ground to vent the anger in her heart. If this person wakes up and finds that not only has he failed to advance to the level, but his level has also regressed, he must destroy Xiao Xuan.

Why keep him? Throw him back where he came from!

"Xiao Juju, tell me what kind of uncle does mother like?" Yue Xiaoxuan lay weakly on the table, whimpering, the beautiful uncle he finally picked up...

The cotton was bouncing on top of his head. Little Juju didn’t know!
Chapter completed!