Rebirth of the sickly loli with special hobbies

These words exploded in everyone's ears like thunder, and made those who knew about it remember the previous engagement. Yu Xiaoli looked at Ye Youran, wanting to see her reaction.

But Ye Youran frowned after hearing this, turned to look at Ye Chenyuan behind him, and said as he walked: "I want a hug!"

Ye Chenyuan's rapidly ugly face and the low pressure around him paused instantly. He walked over and pulled Ye Youran into his arms, sighing faintly: "Ayou, can't you let me show off my power?"

Ye Youran also sighed: "I'm afraid you will flatten this place, that would be so boring."

"Ayou is so naughty." Pat her little head, the playful little rascal.

"Just be good." She said while pinching the man's handsome face.

The intimacy between the two of them, without paying attention to others, made everyone feel dazed. Everyone looked at Yu Xiaoli in tacit understanding. Hey, what was going on with this interested face? So everyone looked at the genius of the imperial capital, Ye Yirong, in tacit understanding. Ye Yirong had a smile that was about to fall off her face and her front was untidy, which made her look quite embarrassed.

Is the Second Prince going to abandon Ye Yirong? And is the rumor about the engagement true? Oh my god, can you not be so explosive? What is going on?

Everyone in the Ye family was dumbfounded. Wasn't Yirong a good friend of Ye Youran? Didn't the Second Prince like Yirong? What was going on now?

"Xiao Li... that engagement... isn't it a joke?" Ye Yirong looked at Yu Xiaoli with a forced smile. Anyone who saw her like this would find this woman's pretending to be strong so touching and pitiful. And this look was always what Yu Xiaoli admired.

Seeing her at this time, Yu Xiaoli frowned and replied: "You are the only ones who think it is a joke."

"Xiao Li...you are not..." Ye Yirong looked sad. Don't you like me?

Yu Xiaoli looked at her and asked, "What did you take from her?" Could it be the same thing he was looking for? If so, it would be even more interesting. Judging from the situation, Ye Youran must have gotten that thing. Moreover, the man next to her... looked very dangerous.

Ye Yirong looked so distraught that everyone felt that the Second Prince had let her down. Her faintly strong appearance made many people cheer for her. She only heard her weak but firm voice: "I really didn't take her things!"

Ye Youran comforted Ye Chenyuan and nestled in his arms and refused to leave. At this time, she watched Ye Yirong raise her face, with tears in her eyes and a look of stubbornness and grievance. She heard Ye Yirong say to Ye Chenyuan: "Sir, I don't know how she got your help, but I really didn't take her things. You must have been deceived by her." That aggrieved but unyielding look made everyone who looked at her couldn't help but believe what she said.

Ye Youran raised her eyebrows, hugged Ye Chenyuan's neck and said: "She said you were deceived by me."

Ye Chenyuan hugged her with a doting smile in his eyes: "It doesn't matter if you keep lying to Wan Ziye.

Everyone was shocked. This man was so obsessed with Ye Youran.

Ye Yirong secretly hated how Ye Youran had gained the favor of this young master: "Young master, be careful not to be controlled by her! I am a pharmacist, can you let me make a pill for you to break her control over you?"

Everyone was shocked. It was Ye Youran who controlled the man. Ye Yirong was an alchemist, so what she said was probably right. Suddenly, they felt that no matter how talented Ye Youran was, her methods were not very bright at such a young age.

Ye Youran was still wondering when she had a fiancé. When she heard what Ye Yirong said, she felt that she was looking for death! She was planning to take advantage of her man, haha. "This man is not someone you can touch." The psychic power rushed out instantly.

"Ah!" Ye Yirong's body flew backwards and hit the wall not far away. Her neck seemed to be strangled by something and she had difficulty breathing.

Everyone thought that this was some kind of secret technique, and they felt that Ye Youran had an excellent talent. However, his character was really worrying. He started fighting over a disagreement. He must have been angry and humiliated because he was criticized.

Ye Youran hugged Ye Chenyuan like a protective child, and looked at Ye Yirong with narrowed eyes: "Thinking about things you shouldn't think about, it's fatal." Dark power surged in her hands, and Ye Yirong, a high-level sixth-level spiritualist, couldn't resist at all, and she rolled her eyes because of being pinched.

Ye Youran swung out a spiritual blade, heading straight for Ye Yirong's heart! He didn't want to waste any more time, it was meaningless.

The power and speed of the Eighth Level Spiritual Saint were so great that no one could stop him!

The spiritual blade instantly went towards Ye Yirong's chest. But there was a buzzing sound. The tip of the spiritual blade that was inserted into Ye Yirong's heart was blocked less than a centimeter away. A wooden sign covered with cracks fell out from her collar, and the clear sharp hole was caused by resisting the spiritual blade.

When the Ye family saw the wooden sign, they immediately felt relieved. Ye Yirong was a genius that the Ye family had focused on cultivating. Fortunately, the wooden sign given to her by the Supreme Elder saved her life! This would inevitably alarm the Supreme Elder.

The Ye family members were not thinking about whether the Grand Elder could save them, but were filled with panic. If the Grand Elder found out that they were made so embarrassed by a teenager, he would be angry and scold them. And if the news of their Ye family sending a Grand Elder to deal with the former imperial capital trash today got out, it would be a disgrace! The Ye family would lose face if they mistook pearls for fish eyes!

“Who bullies my disciple!” A deep voice came from deep inside the Ye family. Although the distance was far, everyone could still hear the majesty in it. The faint pressure made everyone feel stuffy in their chests and unable to breathe.

This is a spiritual master!

Ye Youran's face turned cold. Just by listening to the voice, he could sense that this person was at least an eighth-level spiritual saint. It seemed that this should be the supreme elder worshipped by the big family. I just don't know which supreme elder this is. Starting from the seventh level of spiritual saint, the elders of the family can be called supreme elders. They are worshipped by the family and need to find a spiritual saint to take over their position and serve the family before they can practice in seclusion and pursue the top of spiritual masters. However, once the family encounters trouble, they must come out of seclusion to help them overcome the difficulties.

It can be said that all the family's supreme elders are masters among the spiritual saints!

After a few breaths, a white-haired old man appeared in front of the Ye family's door. Everyone didn't even see how he appeared. When they came to their senses, they found that there was an old man with white hair and beard. Although he was an old man, his smooth skin had no wrinkles of aging, and his face was moist and rosy, making him look like a young man with white hair and a master in the world.

When the Ye family saw the old man, they all bowed and said, "Greetings, Second Grand Elder!"

Yu Xiaoli also bowed his head and greeted: "The second supreme elder of the Ye family."

Everyone bowed their heads to show respect to the strong.

The seventh level of spiritual saint is a big hurdle for the strong holy spirits. The seventh level is the watershed of strength. Some people spend their entire lives wandering around the sixth level of spiritual saints, and there are many masters who have no chance of reaching the seventh level. Once they break through and become a seventh-level spiritual saint, it at least shows that this person has talent, perseverance, endurance, luck, and now has strength, so naturally they are respected by everyone.

Ye Youran relied on the blood contract to directly become a seventh-level spiritual saint, so he could not feel the difficulty of this hurdle.

In this world, wealth, power, nobility, and bloodline all come after strength.

Power is supreme, which is the eternal truth of this world.

A group of people bowed their heads and saluted, except for Ye Youran and Ye Chenyuan who stood still and were particularly noticeable.

"Who is it?" Ye Cheng, the second supreme elder of the Ye family, looked at the two of them.