Those envious voices constantly make the little girl smile, adding to her vanity, and giving the boys an irresistible power of temptation.
There are usually a few sisters chatting with each other about how good she is.
At that time, Ye Rong's eyes fell on the lonely figure through the crowd.
After frowning and thinking for a moment, Ye Rong gave up the idea.
The two people now are no longer on the same level.
Ye Duoduo has cultivated his soul power in the past few years. Even when he reaches adulthood, because his parents passed away and he was too obsessed with family ties and neglected his training, he is at best the lowest level in the Ye family and cannot reach the standard of magician-level soul power.
The cultivation talent has become decadent and useless, and the future is worrying.
But?
"well--"
With an inexplicable sigh, an image of a handsome boy from three years ago suddenly appeared in Ye Rong's mind.
He practiced soul power at the age of four, almost broke through the bottleneck at the age of ten, completed the seventh level, holy level soul power training at the age of eleven, and became a genius magician with soul power.
This is a magician who is rare in a century, the youngest age group, and grew up in the Ye family.
Where is the self-confidence of the most promising young man in the Ye family? How can you bring excitement to the hearts of those little girls?
Cultivating soul power is already a tortuous and bumpy road for the current young Ye Duoduo, and he will face it.
The soul power is decadent, as if it fell overnight and became a cripple. Coupled with the death of his parents, Ye Duoduo was in a state of despair. From then on, his soul power cultivation made no progress and even deteriorated.
"well--"
The charm of cultivating talent means that in the Ye family, geniuses who have not been seen for a century will appear and disappear after a short period of time. The impact of ridicule and the loss of willpower have been replaced.
There is a saying: the higher you stand, the harder you fall.
This fall was the worst in life.
"Ye Xianxian, come on and test your soul power!"
"coming!"
A clear girl's voice followed the middle-aged man's roll call.
The noisy crowd sounded again.
The elegant name is quiet amid the excitement of the crowd. Everyone's eyes began to shift.
The eyes of the crowd gathered on the little girl in a green dress, with her elegant figure and childish and pretty face. There was no change at all because of the many gazes.
Just a cool and elegant temperament, the green lotus is blooming.
Although she is young, she has such an unworldly temperament that it is hard to imagine that when she grows up, she will become a beautiful girl who will dominate the country.
The beauty is a piece of cake.
Ye Xianxian moved lightly and came to the magic crystal ball. She stretched out her little hand, and her green sleeves inlaid with black gold threads slid down, revealing a section of her white and delicate wrist, and struck the magic crystal ball.
After a slight silence, he stopped breathing. On the magic crystal ball, blue light lingered, rising in circles, and the dazzling light bloomed again.
"First ring, seventh level, holy level soul power, magician level."
"Wow——"
Looking at the magic crystal ball, the square immediately fell into silence.
"She, she turned out to be a seventh-level, holy-level soul power. She broke through the bottleneck and advanced. It's terrifying and amazing. The youngest magician in the Ye family could be possessed by Miss Xianxian."
There was silence for a quarter of an hour. The boy in the square swallowed involuntarily, his expression full of awe.
Ye Rong frowned, staring at the little girl in a green dress in front of the magic crystal ball, a flash of jealousy flashing on her cheeks. .
The magic crystal ball rose into the first ring, and a rare smile appeared on the middle-aged man's indifferent face.
"Hehehehe——"
"Miss Xianxian, in half a year, she gathered her soul power, practiced again to reach level 14, and entered the second ring. She will be a resounding magician that the Ye family has only seen for a century."
"Thank you very much!"
The little girl nodded slightly. The plain little face showed no joy due to the praise.
She walked quietly back to the crowd and came to the little boy's side.
"Duoduo——"
The little girl paused and bowed respectfully towards Ye Duoduo. Her beautiful face actually showed an elegant smile that made other girls jealous.
"Now, do I still have the qualifications to let you call me that?"
The little boy's bitter words, the most dazzling pearl of the Ye family, were embarrassed among the crowd because of his fall.
"Duoduo, you once told Xianxian that you have to be able to take up and let go of everything, and have self-confidence. Everything depends on man-made efforts. Isn't that right?"
Ye Xianxian's smile and soft, crisp voice seemed a little childish, but her voice was heart-warming.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Good thing it all depends on man-made efforts!"
"I will also say: It all depends on human effort. Will this world still belong to me?"
Ye Duoduo laughed at himself, feeling a little unmotivated.
Facing the little boy's depression, Ye Xianxian's slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
"Duoduo, although I don't know why your soul power disappeared? Xianxian believes that the pride of the Ye family will eventually belong to you!"
Her fair and pretty face showed a faint blush for the first time.
"It's just, it's just that back then, the amount of soul power was really eye-catching!"
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Faced with the little girl's frank words, Ye Duoduo smiled awkwardly.
Just feeling lonely, he turned around and walked out of the square.
Ye Xianxian looked at the little boy's back, as if he were lonely in another world, and hesitated. She ignored the sound of wolves howling behind her. He quickly caught up and walked side by side with Ye Duoduo.
The moon is like a silver plate, and the sky is filled with stars.
At the top of the mountain, Ye Duoduo was lying on the grass, holding a green leaf in his mouth, chewing it slightly, letting the bitter taste spread from his mouth.
Her white palms blocked her sight, and she looked at the bright moon through the gap between her fingers.
"well--"
With a soft sound, he lazily withdrew his palm. He rested his head on his hands, feeling in a daze.
He didn't know that it had been more than ten years since he had traveled through time.
Ye Duoduo felt heavy at the moment. Maybe he didn't know the secret of his past life.
In this life, it may be too much.
There is no explanation for the bizarre twists and turns of his life experience.
He didn't know that he had traveled through time and was not reincarnated in this life.
"Pooh--"
Spitting out the bitter grass leaves, Ye Duoduo jumped up. For a moment, his face was ferocious, and he roared out of control at the night sky.
"This world does not belong to me. Parents, why did you give birth to me!"
No one cared about those roars and roars, they were just to soothe his throat a few times, howl about the misfortune of life, and relieve the feeling of loss at this time.
Calmness returned to his face again, and his lonely mood reappeared.
At this point, it's useless to yell and curse. In the face of facts, we have to face reality. Only soul power can show one's standing.
Feeling that his mother's relic was a relic, the little boy was still a little attached to it, and gently touched the Star and Moon Bodhi on his wrist. One of them was as big as the stars holding the moon.
Ye Duoduo smiled bitterly.
"After several years, I still failed to live up to my parents' expectations when they were dying."
Ye Duoduo took a deep breath and suddenly turned his head to face the person who had already gone up the mountain. In the darkness, he could still see the warm smile.
"grandfather--"
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Duoduo, it's so late, why are you still in the mountain and not going home?"
On the top of the mountain, there was already a 60-year-old man laughing with concern for his grandson.
The branches swayed, and the sixty-year-old man jumped down. With a smile on his face, he stared at his grandson standing under the moonlight.
The old man was dressed in luxurious clothes, walking around as usual, quite majestic, and the thick eyebrows on his face had not diluted his essential heroism.
He is the current patriarch of the Ye family, Grandpa Ye Duoduo, a magician. His name is Ye Long.
"Grandpa, you haven't rested yet, worrying about your unfilial grandson."
Looking at the sixty-year-old man, Ye Duoduo suddenly had a smile on his face.
"Duoduo, I'm still thinking about the soul power test this afternoon!"
Striding forward, Ye Long asked his grandson with concern.
"yes!"
"What's there to think about? It's just an expected thing!"
