Murong Li was caught and Baozi's face turned a little red. He lowered his head silently and ate the meat in the bowl.
When the elder saw his grandson's reaction, surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Grandpa is full, Xiaoyin'er, please eat! Eat more, if there is not enough, grandpa will let you cook!" Murong Qingcang looked at his granddaughter dotingly, watching her eat quietly.
About a quarter of an hour later, Murong Yin finally had enough to eat and drink. She put down her chopsticks and touched her mouth casually, which made Murong Qingcang's mouth twitch.
Murong Li on the side also put down his chopsticks.
"Grandpa, the food here is really good!" Murong Yin picked up the digestion tea at hand and drank it in one gulp, and said smoothly.
"Hey, keep eating, don't be embarrassed, no one here is laughing at you." Murong Yin caught a glimpse of Murong Li's movements and stopped her.
Murong Li's face turned red and he whispered: "I'm full."
"Haha, since you think it's good, Yin'er will come to eat with grandpa more often, and Li'er will come too!" Murong Qingcang laughed and made a rescue.
"Grandpa, Li'er knows." The young boy breathed a sigh of relief and whispered.
"Well, of course!" Murong Yin agreed, rolled his eyes, and put on a smirk on his lips: "In the future, when I am not practicing, I will come to eat with grandpa. Grandpa, do you agree?"
After saying that, he blinked his dark eyes to pay attention to the old man's reaction.
"Okay, okay." Murong Qingcang smiled and nodded. Suddenly, his smiling eyes widened: "Practice? Yin'er, you mean you can practice?!"
The First Elder and Murong Li also looked at her with wide eyes.
"Of course!" Murong Yin raised his eyebrows slightly, releasing his spiritual power, and the breath of the fifth level of Qi Refining came quietly.
She has not completely exposed her cultivation. Although she is a trustworthy person, she likes to do things to leave a way out for herself.
In fact, at the beginning, Murong Yin was also worried about whether people would notice her sudden ability to practice, and suspected that she had treasures on her body. However, the little brat in the space told her that the other side of the space is the supreme existence, and she can
Hidden cultivation.
In other words, she wants others to know how much cultivation she has.
Hehehe, her plug-in is really good, she likes to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger
The little kid in the space rolled his eyes when he heard his master's voice. His new master was a bit stupid. What should he do?
Waiting online, it’s quite urgent!
Suddenly, there was a blur in front of her eyes. Murong Qingcang, who was sitting across the table, suddenly appeared next to Murong Yin. An iron palm grabbed her little paw. Murong Yin sighed, turned around, and looked at the excited old man.
"Fifth level of Qi refining!" Murong Qingcang's eyes widened: "When can you practice?"
"Uh," Murong Yin touched the tip of her nose and whispered, "About four days ago."
Murong Qingcang's face turned red and he asked loudly and excitedly: "So, you have only been practicing for four days and you have reached the fifth level of Qi Refining?!"
"Yeah." In fact, she only practiced for a long time.
That’s not right, there should be more than these in the space.
Although Murong Qingcang had also speculated whether his little granddaughter could practice cultivation before, he did not expect that his little granddaughter would not only be able to practice, but also give him such a big surprise, so he did not stop: "Hahahaha——!"
"Grandpa!" Murong Yin called out, looked around, tugged on the old man's sleeves, stared seriously at the old man's excited and red face, and lowered his voice: "Grandpa, keep a low profile!"
Murong Qingcang laughed for a while, glanced awkwardly at the old and young people watching the excitement, and chuckled: "Grandpa, isn't he too excited?"
"Yin'er doesn't want others to know that you can practice?" In this case, how many rumors will the little granddaughter suffer?
Murong Qingcang felt distressed and sighed deeply, as if he had seen the scene of his little granddaughter swallowing her anger.
Murong Yin looked at the old man's expression, somewhat dumbfounded, and softened her voice slightly: "Grandpa, what Yin'er can cultivate will naturally be revealed when the time comes, but not now!"
"Why?"
"Grandpa, how is the Murong family now?" Murong Yin asked without answering.
As soon as these words came out, the courtyard fell silent for an instant.
Murong Li looked at the calm man with a complicated expression, and turned his head away before Murong Yin looked over.
He gently pinched the corner of his clothes with his fingertips.
Recalling the past of the Murong family and what happened today, the old man's face naturally turned a little ugly.
Looking at the old man's expression, Murong Yin slowly said: "Grandpa, to put it bluntly, the Murong family is now like a piece of scattered sand, and the disciples in the family are divided into two factions. Now, the Murong family has been ranked at the bottom of all the aristocratic families.
, Although grandpa is the number one master in Nanyou Country, he cannot beat me with two fists and four feet. If the news that I can suddenly practice gets out, I believe that someone will come looking for me soon."
"Grandpa, of course you won't let me get hurt, but tigers also take a nap. I don't believe that when that time comes, the current Murong family can protect me!"
What Murong Yin did not say was that although the Murong family had been defeated, as long as the old man of the Murong family, that is, his grandfather was still there, sooner or later the title of the master of great achievements would fall on the Murong family.
She never believed that the people in charge of the imperial power would tolerate the existence of a top master. After all, this master was not out of reach.
She concealed her cultivation, just thinking that it would be useful one day in the future.
Murong Qingcang looked at his granddaughter's determined eyes and sighed dejectedly: "Grandpa knows. Don't worry, no fifth person will know about what happened today."
Murong Yin didn't want to see the old man's dejected look, so her tone changed: "Grandpa, are you thinking wrong?"
Murong Qingcang's troubled thoughts were exposed, and he laughed: "How can it be?"
Well, he just felt that it was because he failed to manage the Murong family well that his little granddaughter worried so much that she even had to hide in cultivation.
After all, his cultivation is not enough to give his little granddaughter a carefree life.
Murong Yin rolled her eyes, her tone was so weak that no one would believe it.
Murong Yin pulled the old man back to his seat and continued: "No matter how closely the aristocratic family outside keeps a close eye on us, we can just close the door to block the outside view. What my granddaughter really needs to guard against is the people in Tianrong Academy. It seems now
, the third elder also needs to be on guard."
Murong Qingcang paused as he sat down, looked at his granddaughter's bright eyes, and asked tentatively: "Are you guarding your second uncle?"
Murong Yin nodded and shook his head.
"What are Yin'er worried about?" asked the elder, who had been silent for a long time. Murong Qingcang also looked at her with a questioning look on his face.
"Grandpa, great grandpa, how did Murong Xue die today?"
In one sentence, the two old men suddenly realized.