"Xiao Yexue!" Nangong Xiaoyao caught up. He glanced at Luomei and Luolan and said, "Luomei, Luolan, you go down first, your lady and I have something to talk about!"
Ye Xue nodded, Luomei and Luolan quickly stepped back fifty meters and stood still.
"What's the matter?" Ye Xue hugged Ah Li on her shoulders and said expressionlessly.
"Xiao Yexue, since your Dantian has healed, you had an adventure in Jinling, and you have found a good master, why not forget the past and look forward positively..."
Ye Xue touched Ah Li's back and interrupted him with a sneer, "It turns out that the third uncle came after me just to persuade me to give up the idea of revenge."
Looking up, Ye Xue asked with a smile: "Third uncle, without the past, there would be no present and no future. If I don't avenge the past, I, Nangong Ye Xue, will never be a top-notch master in my life..."
"Xiao Yexue..."
"Third uncle, do you think that if we two fight, who is better, you or me?"
"...I am older than you and have been among the first-class masters for more than ten years...but your kung fu is weird and mysterious, so you might be able to beat me..." Even though he didn't know why Ye Xue asked this, Nangong Xiaoyao still
Answered honestly.
"Haha, Third Uncle, you are quite self-aware." Ye Xue sneered, her face changed, the air around her instantly heated up, and her right hand on Ah Li's back held an orchid.
"Swish, swish, swish" made a subtle sound in the air, and by the time Nangong Xiaoyao noticed it, ten long, cold, black and shiny needles had already locked onto his ten fatal points.
"Xiaoyexue, what are you doing?" Nangong Xiaoyao said stiffly.
"Uncle Third, you have excellent qualifications and work hard, but after so many years, why are you still just an ordinary first-class expert?"
"Why?" Ye Xue's dark eyes seemed to have magic power, making Nangong Xiaoyao follow her and ask.
"Because - there is a flaw in your heart!" Ye Xue approached Nangong Xiaoyao and whispered in his ear: "Because, you are still living in the past!"
Ye Xue's cold words struck into Nangong Xiaoyao's mind like a bolt of lightning.
"Third uncle, how many years has it been... No matter how hard you try to practice martial arts, your martial arts can't improve even an inch... Was it five years from Jinling Nangong Mansion to now, or even longer ago..."
Looking at Nangong Xiaoyao's pale and transparent face, Ye Xue withdrew the black bee needle, and she turned around and walked away gracefully.
Why did Ye Xue guard against Nangong Xiaoyao five years ago and now regard him as half of his own? The reason is because in Jinling Nangong Mansion, Ye Xue saw Nangong Xiaoyao who practiced martial arts continuously every day.
The power of being close...
"Why? Why do you know that I...I..." Nangong Xiaoyao grabbed Ye Xue, "Why..."
At this moment, Nangong Xiaoyao bit her lip tightly, and her usually clear eyes were actually covered with a thin layer of mist.
Ye Xue turned around, and the moment she saw tears in Nangong Xiaoyao's eyes, she lost her mind for a moment - she had never seen Nangong Xiaoyao like this before.
A grown man in his thirties actually cried...
"Why...why do you know..."
"Uncle Third, when did your kung fu stop being able to take a step forward?" Ye Xue began to tilt her head. Why didn't Feng Wuling marry such a man, such a man who loved her to the extreme...