Chapter 15: The Peak of Kings

She suddenly realized that the reason why she couldn't cultivate martial arts was because the power condensed by this body was all absorbed by the half of the jade covering her heart.

If...... If she broke that half of the jade, the power would radiate, and she would be able to fill the meridians of her whole body, and when the time came, she would never waste it again.

I see.

Looking at the blood stains left on the side of the bed, she felt that it was worth it.

Spit out some blood, be able to get to the bottom of this body, there's nothing more rewarding than that.

But how do you break that half of the jade? After it was broken, the power of the jade was too great, and it suddenly gushed out, would her body explode?

After looking around the house, he finally landed on the brush and black stone he had picked up at the bottom of the cliff.

Will the brush appear under the cliff?

Suddenly, the brush flipped mischievously at her fingertips, she sharpened the ink, dipped it in ink, and wrote a word on rice paper: Qi.

A strange word, the end of her life today's reversal.

Through another world, fantastical.

Become a waste of firewood, amazed.

Peering into the mind, wonderful.

Some things, after experiencing them, and when they think about them again, they will feel so quiet and able to accept them peacefully.

Looking at the vigorous and powerful words on the rice paper, the word 'strange' of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, she smiled and hooked her lips, her eyes were full of firmness and seriousness, "Ye Xiyue, the glory of the past, must be recreated, the peak of the king, and will never be slaughtered!" ”

She is not a soft persimmon, let alone a little sheep, even if you are a big bad wolf, she will not condescend to the future, if you want to live, you have to live wonderfully.

The former Ye Xiyue lived in a wave of slander and abuse.

Today's Ye Xiyue is bound to not be so cowardly.

"Fourth Miss, Second Miss, please go to Yaxuan Pavilion." A maid whispered outside the door.

Ye Xiyue groaned slightly, Ye Qingya?

She didn't go to her, she came to the door, okay, good.

Putting down the brush, she said lightly: "Let her go to the gazebo." ”

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When Ye Xiyue came, Ye Qingya was already sitting in the pavilion.

A touch of coldness crossed Ye Xiyue's eyes, she had never been in the habit of waiting for people, so she asked Ye Qingya to wait for her.

Ye Qingya also had a cup of tea when she came, and after hearing the maid's reply, she was unhappy in her heart, letting Ye Xiyue come to Yaxuan Pavilion was already the biggest face she gave her, but Ye Xiyue didn't like to enter her boudoir, so forget it.

She came to the pavilion in response to the maid's words, thinking that Ye Xiyue was already here, but she didn't expect that Ye Xiyue had made herself wait for her to have a cup of tea.

She was already holding her breath in her heart, thinking that she had asked Ye Xiyue to come, so she thought about putting up with it.

What she didn't expect was that when Ye Xiyue appeared in front of her, she actually looked indifferent, with a smile on the corner of her lips, and she looked like she was in a good mood.