Murong Luo didn't want to hurt her by saying such words. After all, she was a close relative who had loved her since childhood.
But now Murong Wan really disappointed him.
His face was cold:
"If you were half as capable as she is, you wouldn't do so many stupid things!"
I still don’t know how to reflect on this!
Murong Wan's chest heaved violently, and she was so angry that she could not speak.
She knows that she is not as good as Ye Xiyue in many aspects. These words can come from anyone, but not her father!
Thousands of words are stuck in my throat, but not even a single word can come out.
Murong Wan wiped away her tears, turned around and ran away.
"Wan'er!"
Murong Qing was worried and wanted to chase him immediately, but was stopped by Murong Luo.
"No need to chase! Let her reflect on her own!"
"But--"
"There is no but!" Murong Luo was also holding back a ball of fire in his heart, "Her temper is all caused by your elder brother! Now that someone is taking care of her when she gets into trouble, is it possible that she will always be like this in the future!?
"
Murong Qing stopped talking.
Murong Luo glanced at him.
"Send someone to keep her under strict supervision in the past few days. She will not be allowed to do anything outrageous again! You should also go back and tidy up first, and we will set off in three days!"
His tone left no room for doubt.
Murong Qing sighed and finally said:
"yes."
.......
Nanshan College.
The long night passed, and a hint of fish belly white appeared on the horizon.
When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the room, the girl sitting on the bed slowly opened her eyes.
"call--"
Ye Xiyue let out a breath.
After a whole night of breathing exercises, her body recovered a lot.
After returning from Hongyuan Valley, she found that she was devouring the energy of the world much faster than before, and she could purify this energy more easily and convert it into her own spiritual power as much as possible.
This also improved her resilience to a certain extent.
If other practitioners knew that she could repair internal injuries so quickly and consolidate her strength, I don't know how envious they would be.
And all of this seems to be thanks to the Supreme Spirit Art.
Thinking of this, Ye Xiyue thought, and a shabby ancient book appeared in front of her eyes, floating quietly in the air.
I don’t know how many parts this magic formula has been divided into, and where are the remaining ones now?
Ye Xiyue stared at the Supreme Spiritual Art for a while.
She had some intuition in her heart that this magic formula might be more powerful than she expected!
If she could find the rest, it would definitely be of great benefit to her practice!
In this continent where the strong are respected and the weak eat the strong, no practitioner does not want to become stronger.
Especially at night.
From the day she was reborn in this body, she knew that here, those who were weak would be beaten.
If you don't have the strength, everyone can come and step on your head.
She wants to become stronger and have enough voice!
And after knowing the identity of Emperor Shitian, this idea became even stronger.
Especially after seeing Emperor Shaktian take action, her desire to become stronger reached its peak.
Never before had she seen so clearly the huge gap between the two of them!
If you want to be upright and stand by his side confidently, you can only become stronger!
Ye Xiyue put away the Supreme Spirit Art and looked at her wrist.
On it, the soul-binding rattan bracelet was shining with a faint glow.