Ke Yimeng went to the Ke family before the retreat, since the last time she was the head of the family for a few days and arranged the affairs of the past few months, this thousand-year-old family has gradually returned to the trajectory, although it is still backward from an outsider's point of view, but it seems to have a thriving situation. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She returned to the Ke family this time, in addition to supporting the family disciples and planning for the family industry, thanks to the edification and training of the ancient sect, she could occasionally lay out one or two hundred years and thousands of years of plans, which made the old people and elders of the family with vision admire and admire, and sighed that Miss Ke Er, who had been away for several years, was really very different from the past, coupled with the majesty of the world-shattering arrow in Nagato, no one dared to underestimate her, and they all completely agreed that Ke Yimeng was able to struggle to live until now, not all because of being the little bird and the lily.

Ke Yimeng also assigned a younger disciple Ke Zhenyu, who has been a little famous in the past few years, to serve as the acting head of the family, although he is only picking the fat man among the thin ones, but under her detailed explanation, there is no big mistake.

After doing this, she stood under her favorite begonia tree in her childhood for a long time before she left the house, no one knew what this Miss Ke Er was thinking under the begonia tree, and finally she instructed Guan Dehai, the new housekeeper who accompanied her, to let the Ke family take care of this begonia tree, and finally went to Wufu for retreat.

At this time, the news that Gongshentu was transferred out of Tianhai also reached Ling Xue's ears, after learning about it, a cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, the three-eyed old man would take the initiative to abandon Gongshentu is something she expected, the other party can't guess her true intentions, and even disdain to guess what she wants to do through Gongshentu, a little soldier, the game on the battlefield has always been vast and cold-blooded, and it is very worthwhile to be able to exchange the life of a nobody of her own for a dumb move that the opponent willfully ignores the overall situation, and she also understands that this move she fell immediately after Nagato Liwei is meaningless for the overall situation, but she does not regret it, This step of the chess piece had been quietly laid down as early as when Xiang Feiying crossed the Seven Colors Refining Tribulation, and the purpose was quite simple and pure, in order to eliminate the influence of Xiang Feiying's demonic obsession on him as much as possible.

After Xiang Feiying's tragedy, the status of Tianhai and even the entire Tianyun has undergone earth-shaking changes, it can be said that once the world knows the cultivation of gods, the disciples of the Martial Mansion are respectful when they see him, compared to the past, after all, he is now known as the outstanding person above the ten thousand people under the three people of Tianyun Kingdom, even Ling Lan, who walks in the world as Luo Tiandian, is not as majestic as him, however, under this beautiful surface, there is an unknown nest in his heart. Lonely, Rao already had the playing of Ling Xuezhen's Requiem and Ling Lan's careful care these days, and he still felt that this mood was like countless worms, biting his heart that could no longer accept the slightest blow.

Ling Lan has a double martial soul, in addition to the hundred-leaf withered dragon, there is also a Minglan who can cure all kinds of poisons, and was commented by the master who saw the head and the end of the dragon as the world's first-class salvation martial soul, but even so, she still couldn't solve the depression in Xiang Feiying's chest, she noticed that after Xiang Feiying's breakthrough, she saw more and more regressive cultivation, and wondered: "Xiang Gongzi, you are now in the most prosperous season, you have survived the seven-color refining tribulation, surpassed how many predecessors and sages, and became the world's most outstanding first-class Tianjiao, why is it depressed?"

Xiang Feiying was lying on the couch to accept Ling Lan's acupuncture treatment, barebody, at this time sat up and pulled over the robe and put it on, hearing Ling Lan's question, his eyes darkened slightly, and he laughed at himself: "The Seven-Color Refining Tribulation may be very remarkable, but unlike me, my so-called Tianjiao Leader is just a false name that she got from being injured and changing her life against the sky, and she can't count them." The real leader, and I forcibly slap a swollen face to become fat, The so-called Tianjiao who has not yet washed the mundane mud on his body is completely different, Li Wang refining the god realm has not been able to break the avenue, and the third way to prove the Tao refining the god, now it is not also the dominant side, the purple phoenix sect Tianjiao talented woman Xinyue hundred-year-old satin soul, but also has an ancient gate valve background and a deep sect heritage as a heritage support, why do I have a half-way monk compared with them, when encountering things, I can only poke there cowardly, slightly open my mouth and sluggish eyes to make people laugh, and reveal the essence of the mountain people who are shallow in my own knowledge？”

Ling Lan saw that Xiang Feiying was more and more passionate and emotional, but she was silent, she had heard a little about the affairs between Xiang Feiying and Ling Xue from the disciples of the Martial Mansion, and now although she was Ling Xue's cousin, she was still an outsider, and it was not easy to say anything.

Xiang Feiying felt speechless and was about to apologize, but suddenly heard a voice outside the door that looked cold because of anger - "Who said it was useless to come? Now I have something I want to ask someone for help, if it weren't for your seven-color refining god, I wouldn't be able to find anyone who could help me with this favor for a while." ”

He was slightly stunned and looked out the door, where a slender stunner was standing.

Isn't it the person he thinks about day and night, who else is it?

His heart trembled, thinking that Fang Cai's momentary angry words were all listened to by the people in his heart, he was really embarrassed, and he couldn't help but bow his head in shame and said, "Senior sister." ”

Ling Xue walked in the door and noticed that Xiang Feiying's aura was becoming more and more vain, and his eyes flashed with a little guilt and pity, but his face had changed to a smiling expression, and his tone became brighter, and he said, "Feiying, senior sister has something I want to ask you for, are you willing to help me with this?"

Xiang Feiying's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't know that he, a senior sister with great powers, still needed his help, so he said: "Naturally, I am willing, but I am only afraid that my cultivation will be shallow, lest I will mess up your important business again." ”

Ling Xue glanced at him angrily, full of amorous feelings, Teaching Xiang Feiying looked a little stunned all of a sudden, and said: "You are so unconfident, where is the stupid boy who wanted to keep his senior sister even if he sacrificed himself, I remember that someone who cultivated to the Yuan Realm at the beginning, but he had Ling Yun's courage, and now he has condensed the seventy-six soul veins to gather the Yuan, and has survived the Seven Colors Refining God Tribulation, which is better than the original 108,000 miles, why did he lose his anger all of a sudden?"

Xiang Feiying lowered his head and clenched his fists slightly, hearing Ling Xue's words, he also remembered the original self, it was really a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, the more mature he was, the more he knew, the more awe he had for this vast world, and the courage of his sleeves was gradually exhausted by the years.

Ling Xue was right, he really lived more and more.

Is this what is called growth? )