"Ye Chen, why are you here?"

Behind Xiaobao, a soft girl sounded.

Xiaobao looked at the flying snow motionlessly, as if he didn't hear it.

He stretched out his little hand to touch the cold wind and snow. His delicate and flawless face raised a beautiful smile, and his dim eyes shone a little light.

It's snowing.

I really want to be by my mother's side and watch the first snow of this year together.

"Ye Chen."

The young and tender little girl, wearing pink and silky clothes, walked in front of Xiaobao under the snow.

"It was windy and snowy outside. There were masters teaching martial arts inside. They also specially sent warm soup made from first snow. You can go in and drink it quickly."

The little girl squatted in front of Ye Chen, grinning and revealing two sweet dimples.

Seeing that Xiaobao was dressed thinly, she gave her hand stove to Xiaobao: "Isn't it very cold? With this, you won't be cold."

Xiaobao glanced at her, pursed his lips and had no intention of speaking.

The little girl is named Xu Luling, and she is an abandoned baby picked up by a master of the Wudaoyuan from outside. She has always been kept in the Wudaoyuan.

"I won't drink."

Xiaobao stood up, turned his head and looked elsewhere, with a little stubborn between his eyebrows and eyes.

Leaving his mother's protection, he realized what it would be like to leave home alone.

She came to the Enlightenment Court because of the Emperor's bloodline. The disciples in the Martial Arts Court all have various rare bloodlines and physiques, and are one of the most selected geniuses in a million.

However, Xiaobao came to the Taoist Temple for a few days and was about to open up his bloodlines and stimulate his potential to enter the cultivation stage. He found that his Emperor's bloodline had no effect.

In other words, although he had the Emperor's bloodline, the bloodline was like a broken dantian and was useless in his body.

If Emperor Ye Tian hadn't loved him, he would have been living like a year in this enlightenment temple.

Every day he was in the Taoist Temple, no matter what setbacks and difficulties he faced, he never forgot about his cultivation.

Even everyone in the Enlightenment said that he was a little trash.

Come and go, there are always crowds, laughter and joy, but he is like an outsider and has never been welcomed.

"Are Ye Yao and the others here to bully you again?" Xu Luling asked worriedly.

Xiaobao shook his head.

"Ye Chen, it turns out you are here!"

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

A group of boys and boys dressed brightly and appeared on the snow.

The person who spoke was Mrs. Tianhuang's grandson, that is, Ye Xiaoxun and Baili Mingyan's son: Ye Yao.

Ye Yao looks several years older than Xiaobao, and in terms of body shape and expression, he is infinitely close to the older boy.

Ye Yao looked at Xiaobao hatefully.

He knows.

He lost his grandmother, and all of this was because of Ye Chen!

When Mrs. Tianhuang had an accident, she almost lost her qualification to be in the Enlightenment Court.

But he had excellent talent, and more than ten master-level figures in the Virtue Court pleaded for him, so he kept him in the Virtue Court.

He has been in the Enlightenment Temple for a long time. Compared to Ye Chen who just came, there is always a group of people around him wherever he appears.

"Little waste, Master Dongfang asked us to give you warm soup."

Ye Yao walked over with a bowl of warm soup made from Chuxue, but the soup was still hot.

He walked towards Ye Chen step by step.

Everyone around him laughed:

"This warm soup is added with spiritual medicine to enhance bloodlines, a small waste that cannot even stimulate bloodlines. Isn't it a waste to drink this soup?"

"Little waste, you hide here and refuse to go in to drink Chuxue Soup. Do you also think you are a waste and you are not worthy?"

"I seem to have heard that your mother is from the Lingtian vassal state and his father is abandoned by the Tianyu tribe. In this way, Ye Yao seems to be your younger brother."

Ye Yao held the hot soup, stopped, and looked at the last person who spoke fiercely: "It is a misfortune for such a waste. It is useless except to embarrass the Ye family in Tianyu. Little waste, I have drunk the soup."

The Wudaoyuan was able to get what happened at the Dragon Slaying Banquet of the Beizhou Military Affairs Office in time because the Qianxing Divine Scroll was synchronized across the continent.

But the incident at Star Monument Square has not spread throughout the continent.

At least, Ye Yao, the gang of young men from the Enlightenment Temple, don’t know yet.

Therefore, they are as unscrupulous as ever.

They are all first-class geniuses among people.

Xiaobao, who has just been practicing for a long time, will not be their opponent.

Xiaobao's eyes were firm and stubborn, and there was no timid look in his eyes when he looked at them.

"Little waste, I asked you to drink soup, did you hear it?"

Ye Yao pushed the soup forward.

"This soup is not cold yet. Do you want to burn Ye Chen to death?" Xu Luling stood in front of Xiaobao and opened his hands.

"What do you think you are?"

Ye Yao kicked Xu Luling away and handed the soup to Ye Chen.

He glanced at Chuxue Tang, who was still steaming, and his facial features were vividly smiling.

Not only does this soup become cold, it will also become hotter and hotter.

He added fire stone powder to the soup that kept the temperature of the soup rising.

Xiaobao looked at the soup in front of him and reached out to take the bowl with both hands.

"Drink it without a drop. This is Master Liu's order. Do you want to reject Master Liu's worries?" Ye Yao said warningly.

The hot smoke rose from the soup, scattering Xiaobao's face.

He looked down at Chuxue Soup for a long time, and finally poured a bowl of hot soup on Ye Yao's face without any warning.

"Ahhhhhh, my face, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ye Yao screamed fiercely.

The others helped Ye Yao up.

"Catch him, grab him!" Ye Yao covered his face and sat in the snow and shouted.

Xiaobao grabbed Xu Luling's wrist and ran out, but was soon surrounded by them.

Xiaobao ignited his mysterious power all over his body, trying to stimulate his bloodline talent, but he couldn't stimulate it no matter how hard he did.

In his body, two blood forces were colliding.

A stream of evil spirit, a pure emperor spirit!

These two bloodlines repel each other, which makes his martial arts very bad.

Moreover, the consequence was that he could not even stimulate one of the bloodlines.

Xiaobao threw himself down from three or four people. Finally, he held a dagger full of energy and cut one of them with all his strength. Just as he was about to pursue a dagger, Ye Yao's voice sounded next to him: "Dare you dare?!"

Xiaobao turned his head and looked at Ye Yao's face was covered with burn marks, but his hand was clenched on Xu Luling's neck.

He took out a wine pot with ignition stone powder from the space treasure, which was filled with boiling hot water.

Ye Yao threw the wine pot to Xiaobao: "You choose, who will drink it between you and Xu Luling? If you don't drink it, we will give Xu Luling a drink."

Xu Luling widened his eyes filled with mist in panic and said with all his might: "I drink, I drink, Ye Yao, I drink, don't bully him."

"Little waste, you choose your own choice." Ye Yao stared at Xiaobao fiercely.

Xiaobao looked at the wine pot on the ground, then looked at Xu Luling, who was struggling wildly and shaking his head. Without hesitation, he picked up the wine pot and raised his head and drank it.

"Ye Chen!!!" Xu Luling shouted in tears.


Chapter completed!