Chapter 850
She just agreed.

Yu Que felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. However, he always hid his emotions and did not show a disappointed expression. Instead, he said with some leeway: "Of course, if you have nightmares and insomnia in the future, you can..."

Before Yuque finished speaking, Ye Yuran showed a funny smile and said: "I won't have nightmares a long time ago,"

The reason why I said that before was not to share the same bed with you, "Besides, I think Master is right. Men and women can't kiss each other. I have grown up, and I can't always cling to Master. It's so shameful." ah!"

Yuque choked, feeling as if he had dug a hole and buried himself.

"Then... let's do it!" In the end, Yu Que could only hold back these few words.

Although his face still looked calm, Ye Yuran could feel that he was a little aggrieved and lost...

In this way, the two slept in separate rooms.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed...

At this time, Ye Yuran was already 16 years old, and she was already proficient in using the Xuanbing Sword. She had mastered all the sword techniques she had learned, and her cultivation had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul. Moreover, this was the result of her desperately compressing her cultivation...

In short, as long as she is willing, she can break through the out-of-body stage anytime and anywhere, and even advance to several small stages.

This kind of cultivation talent can be called No. 1 in the Qiankun Continent.

After all, no one in history has been able to reach her level in just 11 years...

Of course, except for her master.

Because he is a very mysterious person, whether it is cultivation base, talent, ability..., it is all a mystery.

At this moment, Ye Yuran is in a cave...

Ever since reaching the peak of Yuanying, Ye Yuran has followed Yuque's words and desperately suppressed her own cultivation, making the immortal energy more intense and pure, paving the way for the future.

But today, she couldn't hold back anymore, so she came to this cave where she could suppress her cultivation...

"Siyu, I have already broken off the engagement with that trash Feng Lige. Now, you are the No.1 among the young women of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, and I am the No.1 among the young men. I think it won't be long. The emperor will give you and me a marriage, "

Ye Yuran opened his eyes, and saw a gorgeously dressed, handsome man looking at him affectionately.

What the hell is this place, and who is this man.

Ye Yuran frowned slightly, and found that she was in a luxurious courtyard...

Moreover, what this man said just now seems a bit familiar.

"Siyu, what's the matter with you, are you too happy?" Seeing that she didn't reply for a long time, the man wanted to hold her hand.

Ye Yuran quickly avoided his salty hands, quickly took a few steps back, and asked in a bad tone: "Who are you?"

There was a surprised expression on the man's face, and then he smiled softly: "Siyu, you are so naughty, you even play tricks like amnesia with your prince brother,"

Siyu, brother of the prince.

Ye Yuran opened his eyes slightly, a guess suddenly appeared in his mind, and he asked tentatively, "Could it be that you are Xuanyuanyao?"

"I'm not Xuanyuanyao or someone else," Xuanyuanyao looked at Ye Yuran strangely...

Normally, Feng Siyu would play some harmless little games with her, but it was not like today, the eyes looking at him were so strange...

It was as if the person standing here was not the same as her before.

(End of this chapter)

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