Chapter 821 Is this possible?

"Thank you for your help in today's matter." Ying Xi turned around and clasped his fists.

"It's just a little effort." Everyone waved their hands and looked at Ying Xi. They were secretly surprised. They didn't expect that after not seeing him for several months, Ying Xi's cultivation had reached the peak of the sixth level of King Yuan. It seemed that he had gained a lot from his experience outside.

"Xiao Xi, what's the name of the technique you just performed?" one of the middle-aged people asked. This sentence attracted the attention of the other people, who looked at Ying Xi with burning eyes.

Ying Xi's expression was slightly startled, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind. He frowned, as if he was struggling.

"Xiao Xi!" Ying Hao stared at Ying Xi, with a hint of cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Ying Xi finally broke free from that picture. Looking at these unfamiliar faces in front of him, he felt a little confused and murmured: "Who are these people?"

"Have you forgotten us?" Ying Yan sighed, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes, while Ying Hao showed a smile of relief. It seemed that Ying Xi had really completely forgotten what happened.

"I don't know you." Ying Xi shook his head and said. His memory vaguely existed, but it was a little blurry. Moreover, he had a vague feeling that these people were not kind and had the same ill intentions towards him as Ying Hao.

When Ying Hao heard this, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a cold and murderous intent. He pointed at himself and said coldly: "Have you forgotten me?"

Hearing Ying Hao's question, Ying Xi looked at him, shook his head after a moment, then looked away, and said lightly to everyone: "Thank you all."

After that, he left straight away and quickly disappeared from sight.

"Xiao Xi, he..." Ying Yan's eyes stagnated, and he looked at the direction Ying Xi left, his heart filled with sadness, as if he was back to the way he was before, no matter how hard he tried, he could not change it all.

"Second brother, forget it. Since he forgot, let him go." Ying Yao comforted in a low voice.

"Alas!" Ying Yan sighed deeply and said nothing more, with deep regret in his eyes.

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Tianyu Kingdom, Imperial Palace.

Deep in the palace, in a majestic palace, an extraordinary handsome man wearing golden armor stood by the window sill, looking into the distance.

"Your Majesty." At this time, two figures came here and bowed and shouted.

"What's the matter?" Ying Yu turned around and asked.

"Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince has woken up." One person replied.

Ying Yu suddenly became happy and asked, "What did he say?"

"The seventh prince said something. He said that his injury has healed." The man responded.

"Oh?" Ying Yu showed a look of surprise. It seems that the effect of recasting the body this time is very good. It is indeed a divine body of a divine weapon, which is indeed unusual.

"Continue to monitor him. I believe he will make a wise choice." Ying Yu said, with a bit of expectation in his eyes.

"Yes."

…………

In the far north of Tianxuan Nine Domains, a snow-covered mountain stands in the clouds, towering into the clouds, like a pillar reaching the sky, stretching endlessly.

On the top of the snow mountain, stands a towering and majestic palace. There are guards guarding both inside and outside the palace, and they are strictly guarded. This is the residence of the Heavenly Dragon Emperor, the Heavenly Dragon Palace.

Today, wisps of bright and holy brilliance enveloped the entire Tianlong Palace, dazzling and dazzling. wisps of auspicious Sanskrit sounds filled the void, and wisps of holy light fell down, bathing the area in sacred brilliance.In a magnificent palace, there was a figure sitting cross-legged on a lotus futon. There were many cracks on the body, as if it had been scratched by some kind of sharp weapon, and he looked a bit embarrassed.

"Damn it!" The figure suddenly opened his eyes and cursed, his eyes shining with angry flames.

He is clearly the winner of Ruoxing, the winner of the Seventh Prince.

"Father, I will definitely live up to your expectations." Ying Ruoxing muttered to himself, then closed his eyes and practiced quietly.

At the same time, in another direction, a group of figures came through the air at extremely fast speeds. Everyone exuded a fierce and powerful aura, especially the person at the front, who had a terrifying aura surging around them, giving people a very strong impression. With a strong sense of oppression, he was clearly an emperor-level figure.

These people were all wearing black clothes, with an ancient Chinese character "Ming" embroidered on their chests.

This person is from the Nether Clan.

During this trip to the Nether Clan, in addition to him and Ying Ruoxing, there were several other people following him. One of them was the middle-aged man named Yan Ming.

Yan Ming, a member of the Ying clan, is extremely talented. Now he has reached the first level of Emperor Realm. He is an extremely rare alchemist. He is proficient in refining soul treasures and is good at illusion formations and other secret arts. His strength is extremely high. weak.

Next to Ying Ruo

"I want to see who that kid is!" Ying Hao shouted in a low voice, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Young Master Ying. I have already investigated that boy's information clearly, and he will never escape my control." Yan Ming said. Obviously, he has enough confidence in his abilities. This time, it will be difficult for the young man to gain wings. escape.

"That's good." Ying Hao nodded, his expression slightly brightened.

Then, a group of figures continued to fly forward and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the palace where Ying Ruoxing was, a purple shadow floated over. She looked at the empty room with her beautiful eyes, and there was a bit of doubt in her beautiful eyes. Why wasn't Ying Ruoxing there?

"Ruoxing, where have you been?" Suddenly, a gentle and concerned voice entered Ying Ruoxing's eardrums.

Ying Ruo Face slightly red.

Ying Mengyao, Ying Ruoxing's sister, a charming woman, she is Ying Ruoxing's dream lover.

Ying Mengyao was practicing in seclusion, but she couldn't bear it after Ying Ruoxing left. She quietly walked out of the palace and looked around in the direction where Ying Ruoxing left. After searching for a long time, she came here and happened to meet Ying Ruoxing leaving.

"Where have you been?" Ying Mengyao asked with her beautiful eyes staring at Ying Ruoxing, as if she was interrogating a prisoner.

"I..." Ying Ruoxing's cheeks turned redder and hesitantly said, "I couldn't sleep, so I went for a walk."

"You can't sleep?" Ying Mengyao looked at Ying Ruoxing with strange eyes. Ying Ruoxing was usually very playful and never learned how to fall asleep.

"Sister, I just encountered something." Ying Ruoxing thought for a long time and finally made up an excuse.

"Oh? What happened?" A look of surprise flashed in Ying Mengyao's eyes.

"Someone bullied me." Ying Ruoxing summoned up the courage to say, his heart beating loudly. When he said this, his face turned even redder, and he was extremely ashamed. He was a seven-foot tall man, but he still came here after being bullied. It was totally embarrassing to tell my sister.

Ying Mengyao stared at Ying Ruoxing dumbfounded, doubting her own ears. Was Ying Ruoxing being bullied?

is it possible?

(End of this chapter)

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