After many years, that little doll still has a handsome look on his lips that makes people obsessed with him.
Passing sideways, Ye Rong and the other girls stopped, and their laughing voices gradually became weaker.
Several pretty girls who were with Ye Rong stared at this little boy who was once recognized by the tribe with wide eyes. The expressions on their faces were indescribable regret.
Ye Rong was right there, confused and speechless. She also wanted to talk to the little boy she had admired for a long time.
However, reality has told him that the distance between the two is getting wider and wider. It is unwise for a good-for-nothing mediocre person to be with a talented woman.
Ye Rong's curved eyebrows wrinkled slightly, then relaxed, revealing a hint of helplessness.
"Say hello, no matter what, he is my cousin."
Ye Duoduo didn't know what Ye Rong was thinking, so he could only rest his arms on the back of his head with a lazy expression.
Ye Duoduo was so close, her pretty little face was about to smile.
However, the little boy's behavior showed no smile at all, and the stalemate on his little face looked a bit funny.
The little boy acted as if there was no one around and walked past the little girls without looking sideways.
Ye Rong opened her rosy mouth slightly and looked at the little boy's back, looking a little stunned.
With her appearance, never had she ever received such cold treatment.
There was an inexplicable shame and anger in my heart, and I couldn't help shouting.
"cousin--"
Ye Duoduo paused and did not turn around. The gentle tone is like greeting a stranger.
"Ye Rong, are you okay?"
Ye Duoduo's plain and unfamiliar tone made Ye Rong hesitate and shook her head.
"No, no."
Ye Duoduo raised his eyebrows slightly and was too lazy to pay attention. He shook his head and continued walking.
Ye Rong looked at the figure disappearing at the end of the path, looking a little angry. She stamped her little feet and walked up.
After turning a corner, Ye Duoduo looked up at the spacious room in front of him. It turned out that this was the library.
The place where the Ye family keeps important books. They are all martial arts secret books. Unfortunately, they are just some low-level martial arts secrets.
Hearing the shouts coming from the library, Ye Duoduo felt a little surprised.
Usually few people come here, why is it so busy today.
Ye Duoduo shook his body, changed his mind and went directly into the library.
In the library, a burst of cheers and cheers from men and women came from the library.
The library is divided into east and west parts. The east part houses books, and the west part is where souls are competed. It is a small square.
Many people gathered in the square and watched the two souls fighting with great interest.
"Look, Cousin Dong activates his soul power, I'm afraid he has level eight soul power!"
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Two months ago, Cousin Dong's soul power was raised to level eight."
"He only has level eight soul power. My cousin Xianxian has level nine soul power. Cousin Dong will definitely lose this soul fight."
"Cousin Xianxian, come on!"
The shouts from the crowd seemed very surprised. Ye Duoduo stopped and glanced around the square, stopping with interest on the little girl in a green dress.
"How come this little girl has such a leisurely mood today? She is fighting for souls with others, rather than having soul power."
Ye Duoduo muttered in his heart and stopped as he walked into the library. He casually took down a volume of martial arts secrets wrapped in black leather from the bookshelf. Opening it up, there are many large yellow characters on the back.
Second round soul ring, soul power level 16, stone striking palm.
Ye Duoduo did not sit down, but leaned leisurely on the bookshelf, watching the secret method of practicing the stone palm, and occasionally glanced at the fierce battle in the square.
The library is originally a divided world, noisy in the west and quiet in the east.
Ye Xianxian's opponent is a handsome boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.
This little boy's name is Ye Dong, the grandson of the eldest elder of the Ye family. He has good soul power and has reached the eighth level of soul power. Among the younger generation, only Ye Xianxian has more soul power than him.
Ye Dong's cousin, Ye Duoduo, didn't have much impression. They met occasionally and just said hello a little unfamiliar.
The relationship between the two grandfathers was not good, and Ye Duoduo felt that his cousin didn't like him. The improvement of his soul power cultivation has always been sluggish, which makes him look down on him.
Smiling lightly at the memories of the past, he continued to look at the secret method of practicing Stone Strike Palm.
In the square, Ye Xianxian was like a butterfly, dodging Ye Dong's offensive gracefully and quickly. Her delicate and elegant little face always maintained an expression that was as calm as ever.
With some boredom, her little hands removed Ye Dong's close-range soul power. Ye Xianxian's eyes had already shifted to the library and she suddenly paused.
The little boy doll leaning on the bookshelf with his head buried in the library made her stupid.
It was just a short-lived elegant smile that dumbfounded the little boys watching nearby.
"Cousin Xianxian, be careful!"
The fighting spirit was distracted and taboo, and the urgent calls of the little boys came from the crowd.
With strong soul power, Ye Xianxian raised her eyebrows lightly and glanced at the little boy doll under the bookshelf.
Ye Duoduo suddenly raised his head, looked at Ye Xianxian who was suddenly attacked in the square, frowned, and shook his head helplessly.
"well--"
Just a little worried.
Ye Xianxian's playful eyes blinked with a look of anger on her brows, and she took a step to the left, easily dodging Ye Dong's attack.
As the footsteps moved, Ye Dong's delicate white jade hands burst out with golden light, like passing through flowers and grabbing leaves, passing through the blockade of Ye Dong's palms and falling lightly to his chest.
Ye Xianxian tapped her toes on the bluestone floor, and her graceful figure turned in a moving arc, dispelling her soul power and retreating more than ten steps, before stepping out of the square.
However, Ye Dong was knocked flying to the audience.
Ye Dong was defeated with one palm of his hand. There was a slight silence in the square, and not long after, cheers of admiration suddenly sounded again.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Cousin Xianxian is indeed the leader of the younger generation of the Ye family! My soul power is really inferior to mine!"
After being defeated by Ye Xianxian, Ye Dong still had a warm smile on his face. Stepping forward, a soft voice spoke with a smile.
Ye Dong looked calm and composed, looking at the beautiful little girl in front of him, the admiration in his eyes could hardly be concealed.
Called cousin, Ye Dong knew that she had no blood relationship with him.
Ye Xianxian ignored Ye Dong's fiery gaze and shook her head with a hint of unfamiliarity in her politeness.
"Cousin Dong, please give in!"
After Ye Xianxian finished speaking, without waiting for Ye Dongtou to approach, she walked towards the library and walked towards the little boy who was immersed in martial arts secrets under the bookshelf with a smile.
This was the focus of the library, and Ye Xianxian's actions were naturally noticed. A pair of eyes followed her route, and finally stopped on the little boy doll under the bookshelf.
With all the heated gazes in the square, the little boy seemed to have never heard of him, still immersed in his own world.
"Duoduo——"
The little girl stood pretty in front of Ye Duoduo, with her delicate white hands behind her back. The body leaned forward slightly, and the beautiful big watery eyes curved into beautiful crescent moons. That smile was full of smiles, and the dimples appeared on her pretty little face, which was really cute.
Ye Duoduo had no choice but to look away from the martial arts secrets and glanced at the little girl in front of him with a smile. His eyes swept across the library, looking at the fiery gazes, and he couldn't help but feel a little helpless.
"Hey, you're a girl, you have extraordinary charm, but you don't need it. Use me as a shield!"
"whee--"
He pursed his lips and smiled softly.
