In this world, it is extremely rare for a person to reach the sixth level of immortal skills. There are almost no seventh-level masters. Because he can defeat all the elders, there are rumors that Ye Youran is a seventh-level immortal master.
Just based on An Xixia's understanding of Ye Youran, she felt that his target skill was probably not only the seventh level, but his strength was often a bit abnormal.
And he was able to defeat the elders of the Ye family ten years ago, so what kind of strength will he be now?
An Xixia let out a breath, and suddenly felt that there was really a lot worth discussing about this matter, but she remembered one more thing. Ye Youran always remembered the events of his previous life, so does that mean that he will remember the past life?
Did you also bring your skills with you?
An Xixia feels that this conjecture is somewhat reliable. Otherwise, who would be able to reach level seven or above at the age of ten?
When Anxi Xia returned to An Mansion in a hurry, Ye Youran was still there practicing martial arts. His face looked much better than before. This was in An Mansion, and there were Qinying sisters guarding it, so it didn't matter.
She needs to stay by Ye Youran's side all the time.
Her eyes became gentler, and Priest An walked in and said softly: "Xia'er, come out and talk."
Since the last incident, the relationship between An Xixia and Priest An's father and daughter has improved a lot, but An Xixia has always found it extremely strange for Priest An to call her.
Every time Priest An called her Xia'er, she felt the hairs on her body stand on end. She also protested several times, but Priest An always pretended not to hear, so now he always calls her Xia'er.
After An Xixia and Priest An walked out, Priest An said softly: "You will go to Ye Mansion with the Ye family master tomorrow. Dad has nothing to give you. This hairpin was left by your mother. You can take it with you."
Let’s go.”
Anxi Xia saw that it was a white jade hairpin with very meticulous workmanship. She glanced at Priest An and said, "Isn't this the only thing my mother left for you?"
"This hairpin was not left to me by her, but by her to you." Priest An said with dark eyes: "She hates me so much, how can she leave me any thoughts? Although she dislikes you a little
, also abandoned you, but she is your mother after all, so don’t hate her."
Priest An had wanted to say these words to An Xixia before, but felt that they were inappropriate. However, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, so he finally decided to tell An Xixia these words.
An Xixia said calmly: "She gave me life, I have no right to hate her. But I am afraid that my father has been very unhappy in his heart over the years. Has he ever hated her in his heart?"
"It would be a lie to say that I don't hate her." Priest An sighed softly and said: "A few years before she left you, I really hated her in my heart, and because of her, I have always treated you.
It's all very bad, and dad doesn't dare to hope for forgiveness now, he can only hope for your happiness."
An Xixia smiled when he heard this and said, "If I were still a trash talk, would dad talk to me like this?"
Priest An couldn't help but be stunned, but An Xixia laughed at himself: "Sure enough, in this world, if you are not strong, then even family love is a luxury. How can you ask other people to treat you well?"
Priest An's face suddenly became confused, but An Xixia smiled and said: "But no matter what, my father finally stood up and spoke for me that day, and I was very happy."