That voice was full of dissatisfaction, pride, contempt, arrogance, and anger, and it hit Rong Xiyue directly. That kind of emotion made Rong Xiyue frown slightly.
He pouted and reluctantly closed the gossip booklet in his hand. His beautiful phoenix eyes wrinkled in displeasure and looked towards the door of the private room.
Standing at the door were two of her strong bodyguards from the Rong family. Pointing towards the door, there stood a girl wearing a pink corset dress. The sleeves on the skirt were embroidered with gorgeous patterns, and her hair was tied up in a complicated hairstyle.
The bun was decorated with many gold and silver hairpins, inlaid with gems and jade, and a sapphire-blue gemstone forehead ornament hung from her forehead.
She put her hands on her hips and looked at Rong Xiyue inside with great momentum. There was an exquisite sword on her waist. At least the gems on the scabbard looked priceless.
The girl looked about sixteen or seventy-eight years old, looking at Rong Xiyue with her nose turned upward.
Rong Xiyue also looked at her up and down.
The upper body is plump, so it must be soft and comfortable. What about the waist? This girl has no waist! The buttocks are very elastic and definitely have big buttocks.
But who is she?
"Who are you?"
Just when the girl at the door was so angry that she was about to ask her guards to stop the Rong family guards and enter the private room, Rong Xiyue, who was silent inside, finally spoke,
Three words, but it was enough to make the girl in the peach skirt outside feel angry in her breasts.
"Haha?! You said you don't know me? It's a joke. Miss Ten doesn't know me? Who in Shuiling Town doesn't know me! I booked this private room first. Get out of my way! Otherwise, I won't be able to repair anything.
Blame me for being rude!"
The girl was so angry that she laughed back. Looking at Rong Xiyue's innocent expression, she felt that she was really artificial. A few days ago, she and she had a big fight in Shuiling Town, but today they don't know each other?
"Awesome? I don't know you."
Rong Xiyue pursed her lips, tilted her head and stared at the girl. Her gentle words destroyed the girl's self-confidence.
"Miss Ten, this is the eighth Miss of the Lan family. Her name is Lan Ying. She has been gifted since she was a child. Well, she is on par with Miss Ten, not as good, but maybe slightly better than Miss Ten." Seeing this, Shi Xiao took the initiative to bend down.
Whisper a few words into Rong Xiyue's ear.
Rong Xiyue suddenly realized,
"It turns out he is a person with the same low talent as me." She sighed deeply and looked at Lan Ying, the eighth daughter of the Lan family, with sympathy.
As soon as these words came out, Lan Ying almost jumped.
"How can you, a waste like you, be compared with me! I am a person with the second level of white magic power!" Lan Ying emphasized the last sentence in front of Rong Xiyue, looking at the magic power test 0 with pride, unable to practice,
Rong Xiyue, whose Five Elements Intimacy Degree is 0, cannot use spiritual methods.
Rong Xiyue was ashamed. Does this eighth lady of the Lan family mean that no matter how useless she is, she is still more 'genius' than her?
This is a disease and it needs to be cured.
"Eighth Miss," Rong Xiyue nodded to Lan Ying's words, but suddenly her face became solemn, and she looked worried, "You are indeed extremely talented, but today Xiyue looks at you differently than usual.
different."
Rong Xiyue left half a sentence, Lan Ying couldn't help but feel curious,
"What's the difference? She's as beautiful as ever." She said proudly of her beautiful appearance.
"Xiyue sees that your hall is darkened, and there seems to be phantom energy flying between your eyebrows. If you don't treat it early, the phantom power in your body will most likely be lost."
Rong Xiyue spoke earnestly and thoughtfully, just as the waiter was serving the food, his attention suddenly turned to the roast chicken that was served.
Lan Ying was born with a poor physical constitution. She was assigned to practice in Shuiling Town by the head of the Lan family this month. The phantom power in her body was her lifeblood. When she heard Rong Xiyue's words, her heart tightened and she didn't think much about Rong Xiyue.
How could a loser see that?
"What should we do?!" She was a little anxious. She was so sick that she rushed to the doctor. "Do you know how to treat it?" Lan Ying said and looked at Rong Xiyue with some suspicion.