Ye Youran's words put a hint of sadness on Mu Liuli's charming face. She lowered her head slightly and said with great grievance: "Brother Youran, didn't we always hold hands when we were children?"
"You also said, that was when we were young, and now we have grown up." Ye Youran spoke extremely calmly.
Mu Liuli said softly: "In my heart, brother Youran is the person I am closest to."
Ye Youran looked extremely aggrieved when he saw her. After all, the two of them grew up together, and some words couldn't be said too harshly. He said calmly: "Let's go, let's go see our aunt."
Mu Liuli then smiled and said, "Okay."
She walked behind Ye Youran, watching his steady steps, there was a hint of fascination in her eyes, but she said in her heart: "Brother Youran, the only person in this world who can rival you is me, just wait to marry me.
Bar!"
Her eyes glanced at the direction Anxi Xia was leaving. She only winked. The maid next to her understood what she meant. She waved her hand gently, and soon there was a black figure heading towards Anxi.
Xia ran in the direction he left.
After Mu Liuli made a look, she followed Ye Youran. All of this was just a matter of glances. Even Ye Youran, as smart as he was, didn't notice anything strange. He turned his head slightly, but Mu Liuli gave him an extremely gentle smile.
Ye Youran raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes light.
When An Xixia led Jian Chi and others through Feihong Street in the capital, several people in fancy clothes rushed up and asked loudly: "Who is An Xixia!"
An Xixia didn't know many people in the capital, and she had never seen the men in front of her before. She said calmly: "What are you looking for An Xixia for?"
A man at the head rushed up and said, "Are you Anxi Xia?"
They were ordered to stop Anxi Xia on the road to the priest's house. When they saw teenage girls, they shouted that they would kill anyone who agreed.
Before An Xixia could answer, the man drew his sword and stabbed at An Xixia. However, before the sword light struck, Jian Chi's sword had been drawn out. With a horizontal stroke of his long sword, he immediately cut off the man's arm.
Come down.
Jian Chi said sternly: "Who is so bold and dares to be rude to my master!"
An Xixia flicked the sword of the swordsman: "My master has said many times, don't shout and kill at every turn. We are civilized people and we must pay attention to methods in doing things."
Jian Chi hurriedly said: "Master taught me this lesson!"
The people who were watching around were surprised when they saw Jian Chi calling An Xi Xia Master. No matter how powerful An Xi Xia was, she was just a girl. The sword sword strike just now was clearly above the eighth level of swordsmanship. Such a swordsman
He actually worshiped a girl as his teacher, so how powerful must the girl in front of him be!
When the other men saw this situation, they felt that they had recognized the wrong person. In this country where martial arts is respected, they would only kneel to the strong. Immediately, someone in charge supported him and said: "Sorry, we have recognized the wrong person!"
"Oh." An Xixia said calmly: "Then who are you looking for?"
"We are looking for the loser An Xixia. She is just a loser, and there is no girl with such superb swordsmanship. We have recognized the wrong person." Several men said extremely politely after seeing the swordsman's superb swordsmanship.
"Oh!" An Xixia just responded noncommittally, but then asked: "Who are you?"