Behind the girl, there was a boy of about the same age, who was chasing after her closely. The expression on his face was a bit gnashing his teeth. Seeing the girl in front of him with such a stern expression, he was a little unhappy and wished he could do it.
Immediately after catching this girl, she looked like she would be beaten violently.
But the girl didn't look frightened at all. Instead, she became more sullen and spoke faster and faster.
"Come on, brother Xiao Cong, I'll wait for you here!"
The girl's face was smiling so unhappy that she was about to squint. She was really too complacent. Her appearance was really similar to Rong Xiyue's previous girlhood.
"Stop!"
The young man behind her is also absolutely beautiful. He is only fourteen or fifteen years old now. However, there is already a bit of seductive color between his eyebrows. Of course, his eyebrows are those of Chu Wenyu.
They are very similar. When looking at this young man's current appearance, one can imagine what Chu Wenyu was like when he was young and a teenager.
There is no need to guess too much about this girl and boy. Of course they are both talented and who they are.
The girl who looks similar to Rong Xiyue is Xiaohua, and is very similar to Chu Wenyu. She seems to be carved from the same mold. Of course she is Xiao Cong. Xiao Cong’s face is full of anger and shyness. Yes, that’s it.
Two coexisting expressions flashed freely on Xiao Cong's face.
When the monsters passing by looked at it, they couldn't help but laugh.
"I won't stop. If you have the ability, just tell your mother!"
Xiaohua was really naughty. Not only did she provoke her brother, but when she was chased by her brother, she also moved out of the back hill of Rong Xiyue and made a face at Xiao Cong behind her, which made Xiao Cong really angry.
My chest feels tight, but I can only swallow this breath. Who knows that this little flower is my biological sister. No matter what, I can't really attack this little flower!
What's more, there is a mother behind Xiaohua. Even if he wants to attack Xiaohua, if his mother finds out, he will inevitably be punished.
When Xiao Cong was chasing Xiao Hua, whenever she thought of the gap between herself and Xiao Hua, she felt some indescribable grievances in her heart. From childhood to adulthood, Xiao Hua, a little girl with so many clever ideas, had made herself suffer so much, but why?
, relying on the love of mother and uncle Chi Yao, he could not bully her.
Look at those little monsters, as long as they are twin monsters, the brothers are always willing to bully their sisters, make them laugh, make them cry, but unfortunately, when I was a child, I never made my sister cry.
"Don't be proud!"
Xiao Cong thought, and shouted to the little flower again from behind, speeding up the chase. They had been chasing and running in this space for so many years, and they had learned the secret of speed during such a chase.
As long as I think about it, Xiao Cong still feels a little aggrieved.
Now, ten years have passed since then. In these ten years, the people in the God Emperor Temple have not found Chi Yao's whereabouts, not even the slightest trace.
After all, Chi Yao really turned into a ball of air and disappeared into the air. If the people in the God Emperor Temple were really so powerful and could even find the disappeared air, then now Chi Yao and Rong
Xiyue and others can't be so comfortable and don't have to worry about other things, they just need to practice hard.
Rong Xiyue has been sitting next to Chu Wenyu for the past ten years, feeling Chu Wenyu's body temperature, and counting the time and days to survive this long training time. Now, ten years have come.
Time really goes by incredibly fast.
Ten years ago, Xiaohua had predicted that Chu Wenyu would wake up in this spiritual space ten years later, and now it should be almost the time for Chu Wenyu to wake up.
She hadn't seen Chu Wenyu moving in so many years. She really missed him.
Rong Xiyue took back her hand, exhaled a breath, then turned to look at Chu Wenyu, her heart felt extremely soft. Just thinking about how soon she would be able to see him alive, she felt that these time and
Waiting is nothing.
Now her strength should be at the level of a monarch. In just ten years, she has leapt from the level of spiritual master to the level of a monarch. This is something Rong Xiyue has never thought of.
What she means by the level of this monarch is that her strength is on the same level as Mo Zhai and Chi Ji before, perhaps, higher than them. Anyway, the confrontation with the two of them some time ago
During the fight, Rong Xiyue discovered that her own strength was enough to handle their two moves with ease.
Equivalent to the top existence in the Oaks continent, monarch level.
I just don’t know what level of strength I belong to when it comes to fighting against the ancient gods on this continent.
While thinking about her own strength, Rong Xiyue lamented that the spiritual energy in this spiritual space was indeed suitable for cultivation. In just ten years, she could cultivate to this point. If it lasted longer, her strength would be
, it should still be able to become more consolidated and more powerful.
"Mom, brother wants to hit me!"
Just when Rong Xiyue was thinking about it, she heard Xiaohua's cute and childish voice coming from in front of her. It was full of innocence and naiveness. As soon as Rong Xiyue raised her head, a doting smile appeared on her face. Looking at it, she seemed to be
The miniature version of herself was flying towards her at a frightening speed, and what followed behind her was naturally the red-haired and fiery Xiao Cong.
Xiao Cong's temperament followed Chu Wenyu's, and her talents also followed Chu Wenyu's, while Xiaohua basically followed her.
When she saw that these two little ones who were exactly the same as herself and Chu Wenyu were siblings, Rong Xiyue felt an indescribable weird feeling in her heart.
"Mom, please take care of her! You keep calling me Xiao Cong. That was my baby name when I was a child. It sounds awful!"
Not to be outdone, Xiao Cong quickly settled down beside Rong Xiyue, with an unhappy and arrogant look on her face, a pair of ruby-like eyes, staring closely at the little flower in front of her, feeling very depressed.
said.
Obviously he was extremely resentful of his somewhat rustic and unpleasant nickname.
"Oh? Are you saying that the nickname your father and mother gave you is not nice?"
When Rong Xiyue heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes with a sad look on his face.