glanced at Nangong Ping, Xiao Yu didn't speak again after all.

Later?

In this girl's private schedule, this academy martial arts competition should be the end point for everyone to stay in one place, where can there be any future?!

Lord Wang, you are shrewd everywhere and like a god, at this point, I'm afraid, it's a little too far ahead, right?!

There are some things that I am embarrassed to say clearly, Xiao Yu can only continue to be like a silly girl, and continue to bow her head and nibble on the very fragrant roast chicken.

Directly ignoring the feeling of being ignored by Xiao Yu, Nangong Wang Ye sat down beside Xiao Yu, supported his head with one hand, and continued with a faint mouth:

"Actually, this king understands all the feelings you have right now. These feelings were experienced one by one when the king was young. When he was very young, his mother died, and he was raised by his father, the current queen. From childhood to adulthood, none of the king's food, clothing, housing and transportation are bad, but the only bad thing is that the king always feels at a loss, and often acts like a fool, blindly being shouted and trained and trained. There has never been a trace of a smile on the face of this king. It wasn't until one day that my father began to get tired of the king's woodenness, and wanted to send the king away from afar, so that the king had the opportunity to get out of the golden cage, and only then did he begin to contact Xie Laoda's seven sons, and they were loved and accepted by them, and they really began to have their own happiness. ”

glanced at Nangong Ping thoughtfully, and Xiao Yu's eating speed was obviously much slower.

Nangong Ping continued with emotion:

"Therefore, the seven sons and a few of them, for this king, have always been the kind of good friends who have a very close personal relationship. And what they usually say to this king. Sometimes, when they speak harshly to the king, the king will try to accept it. After all, this king knows very well that their starting point is actually thinking about the good of this king and the king of this king. Can Yu'er understand this? ”

After biting the last bite of chicken legs, Xiao Yu finally said lightly:

Yu'er can only say that in fact, Yu'er is very envious that the prince has such a group of friends who can tolerate and accept each other. As for anything else? In fact, Yu'er never blamed them in her heart. ”

"And what are you sulking here about?" Nangong Ping smiled again with joy, and dragged Yu'er who was sitting on the stone as soon as he dragged it up: "Since this idea is not a problem, then how dare you still be in a daze here and waste the good time that you can use to practice?!" Don't be lazy, let's go, this king will test your current strength for you! ”

Looking at Nangong Ping, who was as excited as a child, Xiao Yu really had nothing to say.

Well, in general, his current assertion is also correct.

No matter what, you have to save up enough strength and win this martial arts competition first.

This made Xiao Yu, who had been practicing seriously and hard, become more and more diligent along the way.

After several days of painstaking cultivation, coupled with Nangong Ping's unsparing guidance by his side, Xiao Yu felt that his mental power seemed to have quietly increased a lot.

Occasionally, when I practiced the Luoxia swordsmanship that I realized that day, I felt that I was at ease, and there was no sense of stagnation