Chapter 115 The Cage
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Yang Gui Fei
"Talent determination begins!"
A majestic middle-aged man announced loudly.
Several little dolls who looked like they were only three or four years old stood together and looked at a lantern in front of them ignorantly.
This is a lantern used to test talent, and the periphery is divided into nine parts.
Every time a part is lit, the talent of the person being tested will be higher.
The first one to go up was a quiet girl. According to the adults' instructions, she stretched out her little hand and pressed it on top of the lantern.
A burning sensation gradually develops in the palm of your hand.
Then, the lantern turned slowly.
With every turn, a part lights up.
In the end, the lantern spun seven full times before slowly coming to a stop.
"Xiaoqin ballad, top-notch talent!"
The middle-aged man announced loudly.
The faces of the people around were filled with joy. This is a high-level talent. If you practice hard, you can at least reach the Golden Core stage in the future.
"Xiaolong, come here."
As the middle-aged man called out his name, a white and tender chubby man stepped forward, and like Qin Yao, stretched out his chubby little hand and pressed it on top of the lantern.
Soon, the lantern was turned up.
After seven laps, the eighth lap was almost finished before stopping.
"Ye Long, superior talent!"
The joy on people's faces was even stronger, and some even laughed out loud: "Haha, God bless my Ye family!"
These two dolls, if nothing else, have the potential to hit the Nascent Soul.
At that time, the Ye family will be able to gain a firm foothold in Yunxiao City.
Next, there are several other children.
And there is a female doll who is smaller than the other children, with big eyes full of curiosity.
Instead of standing with the other children, she was in the arms of a young man.
After those people finished the test, the majestic middle-aged man called out her name.
"Xiaohuang, it's your turn~"
Xiaohuang raised her head and looked at the young man.
"father."
She yelled sweetly.
"Go, I believe in you." Her father cheered her on.
Xiaohuang jumped off her father's arms and walked towards the lantern in a flash.
"come on."
"You're fine."
Several other children were cheering her on.
Xiaohuang stepped forward and put her hand on the lantern just like the others.
Soon, the lantern was turned up.
One lap, two laps.
When I made the fourth lap, I almost finished it, but finally stopped.
"Ye Huang, the talent is poor."
The middle-aged man said this sentence.
The little girl didn't understand what this meant. She just found that the adults who were very happy before didn't speak at this time.
And his father even lowered his head.
"Haha, it's okay, Ye Long and Qin Yao will definitely assist Xiaohuang in the future."
Someone broke the silence, and the others started to come alive again.
But the little girl was still staring at her father.
She saw a strange look in her father's eyes.
After growing up, she realized that that kind of feeling is called disappointment.
"father"
Three years later.
"Father! I finally feel angry!"
A small figure, running hard, rushed into the courtyard.
It was Xiaohuang.
It's a pity that he was too short and the threshold was too high. He didn't pay attention, and he tripped all of a sudden, and fell into a big dog gnawing mud.
Xiaohuang quickly got up and patted the dirt on her body, but suddenly felt a burning pain in her elbow.
He raised his arm and looked, and it turned out that a piece of skin had been rubbed off there, and it was painful.
But Xiaohuang didn't care about it, she wiped it with her clothes and walked into the room.
"Father, I can formally practice!"
she called into the house.
At this time, my father came out from the inner hall, holding a picture scroll that looked like it had been around for a long time in his hand.
Xiaohuang knew that there was a beautiful woman on that scroll.
I heard from others that it was my mother.
"Father, look!"
Xiaohuang put the arm behind her back, stretched out the other hand, a small ball of flame suddenly burned at the fingertips, trembling, flickering.
"Awesome."
The man knelt down, wiped off the stains on her face, and said with a smile: "Keep working hard, I believe in you, it will definitely work."
Xiaohuang nodded heavily.
The word hard work has lived in her heart ever since.
Soon, she came to the family's training ground. Regardless of the pain in her arm, she punched and punched on the cushion used for training.
At this time, another group of children noticed her and started whispering.
"Hey, that's Ye Huang, the granddaughter of the Patriarch."
"I heard that her talent is very poor. She is far behind Ye Long and Ye Qinyao."
"She is so strange. Everyone else is resting and playing, but she is still practicing."
"I heard that she was a broom star and killed her own mother."
"Yes, yes, we need to stay away from her."
Xiaohuang heard what they said.
She was at a loss, she didn't know why, the children didn't like her.
And she also asked her father that her mother was too weak and did not kill herself.
But no matter where you go, you can still hear such sayings.
"What do you say!"
At this time, a loud roar came over.
Immediately afterwards, a long whip lashed fiercely at the children who had spoken just now, causing them to scream.
"Wow, Leopard teaches, we dare not again!"
A fierce-looking young man snorted coldly, and after giving them a lesson, came to Xiaohuang's side.
He looked at the wound on Xiaohuang's arm and frowned slightly.
Then he took out some wound medicine and wrapped it carefully.
Seeing that Xiaohuang's two small fists were already red and almost worn out, he sighed.
But in the end, he, who was not good at words, still didn't say anything, rubbed Xiaohuang's head, turned and left.
Behind him, the sound of a fist hitting the cushion sounded again.
Another three years passed.
Family competition.
"Bang!" With a sound, a figure was knocked to the ground and rolled off the ring.
"Wang Yu fights against Ye Huang, Wang Yu wins!"
The elders announced the result.
Ye Huang stood up, wiped off the blood stains around her mouth, dusted off her body, and walked back to her father amidst a group of complicated eyes.
"father"
"It's okay, let's rest." Her father said with a sigh.
Ye Huang sat down with her head bowed, and the discussions around her kept entering her ears.
"A direct disciple was actually abused by a collateral."
"Thanks to her enjoying so many resources."
"What a waste."
These words, Ye Huang knew, also got into his father's ears.
"Look, it's Ye Long!"
Suddenly, someone exclaimed.
Ye Huang raised her head, and on the ring, there was a handsome young man holding a long spear, his weapon imposing.
Everyone cheered.
Another three years.
Another family contest.
When it was Ye Huang's turn, she stepped onto the ring and looked in the direction of the head of the family.
The father's position has long been empty.
She turned her head in silence.
His hands couldn't help but clenched tightly.
If so, you have talent.
If so, he has great strength.
I will definitely not disappoint my father.
She secretly swears that if she is lucky enough to transform in the future, absolutely, absolutely!I can't let that feeling of disappointment appear in my father's eyes again!
"I can't let him down again!"
A long sword suddenly appeared in Ye Huang's hand.
"I will never let him down again!!"
With a roar, Ye Huang swung his long sword across the air and slashed at the opponent in front of him.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, shaking the sky and the earth.
The scene around her began to change rapidly.
A faint fragrance of flowers made her consciousness gradually clear.
When she came back to her senses, Ye Huang found that she was standing in a sea of flowers full of roses.
No, it should be said to be half of the sea of flowers.
Because the other half, under her sword just now, has completely collapsed and turned into a boundless abyss.
A girl with long purple hair and a slightly pale face stood in front of her.
"Xiaoxiao?"
Ye Huang was stunned.
A majestic middle-aged man announced loudly.
Several little dolls who looked like they were only three or four years old stood together and looked at a lantern in front of them ignorantly.
This is a lantern used to test talent, and the periphery is divided into nine parts.
Every time a part is lit, the talent of the person being tested will be higher.
The first one to go up was a quiet girl. According to the adults' instructions, she stretched out her little hand and pressed it on top of the lantern.
A burning sensation gradually develops in the palm of your hand.
Then, the lantern turned slowly.
With every turn, a part lights up.
In the end, the lantern spun seven full times before slowly coming to a stop.
"Xiaoqin ballad, top-notch talent!"
The middle-aged man announced loudly.
The faces of the people around were filled with joy. This is a high-level talent. If you practice hard, you can at least reach the Golden Core stage in the future.
"Xiaolong, come here."
As the middle-aged man called out his name, a white and tender chubby man stepped forward, and like Qin Yao, stretched out his chubby little hand and pressed it on top of the lantern.
Soon, the lantern was turned up.
After seven laps, the eighth lap was almost finished before stopping.
"Ye Long, superior talent!"
The joy on people's faces was even stronger, and some even laughed out loud: "Haha, God bless my Ye family!"
These two dolls, if nothing else, have the potential to hit the Nascent Soul.
At that time, the Ye family will be able to gain a firm foothold in Yunxiao City.
Next, there are several other children.
And there is a female doll who is smaller than the other children, with big eyes full of curiosity.
Instead of standing with the other children, she was in the arms of a young man.
After those people finished the test, the majestic middle-aged man called out her name.
"Xiaohuang, it's your turn~"
Xiaohuang raised her head and looked at the young man.
"father."
She yelled sweetly.
"Go, I believe in you." Her father cheered her on.
Xiaohuang jumped off her father's arms and walked towards the lantern in a flash.
"come on."
"You're fine."
Several other children were cheering her on.
Xiaohuang stepped forward and put her hand on the lantern just like the others.
Soon, the lantern was turned up.
One lap, two laps.
When I made the fourth lap, I almost finished it, but finally stopped.
"Ye Huang, the talent is poor."
The middle-aged man said this sentence.
The little girl didn't understand what this meant. She just found that the adults who were very happy before didn't speak at this time.
And his father even lowered his head.
"Haha, it's okay, Ye Long and Qin Yao will definitely assist Xiaohuang in the future."
Someone broke the silence, and the others started to come alive again.
But the little girl was still staring at her father.
She saw a strange look in her father's eyes.
After growing up, she realized that that kind of feeling is called disappointment.
"father"
Three years later.
"Father! I finally feel angry!"
A small figure, running hard, rushed into the courtyard.
It was Xiaohuang.
It's a pity that he was too short and the threshold was too high. He didn't pay attention, and he tripped all of a sudden, and fell into a big dog gnawing mud.
Xiaohuang quickly got up and patted the dirt on her body, but suddenly felt a burning pain in her elbow.
He raised his arm and looked, and it turned out that a piece of skin had been rubbed off there, and it was painful.
But Xiaohuang didn't care about it, she wiped it with her clothes and walked into the room.
"Father, I can formally practice!"
she called into the house.
At this time, my father came out from the inner hall, holding a picture scroll that looked like it had been around for a long time in his hand.
Xiaohuang knew that there was a beautiful woman on that scroll.
I heard from others that it was my mother.
"Father, look!"
Xiaohuang put the arm behind her back, stretched out the other hand, a small ball of flame suddenly burned at the fingertips, trembling, flickering.
"Awesome."
The man knelt down, wiped off the stains on her face, and said with a smile: "Keep working hard, I believe in you, it will definitely work."
Xiaohuang nodded heavily.
The word hard work has lived in her heart ever since.
Soon, she came to the family's training ground. Regardless of the pain in her arm, she punched and punched on the cushion used for training.
At this time, another group of children noticed her and started whispering.
"Hey, that's Ye Huang, the granddaughter of the Patriarch."
"I heard that her talent is very poor. She is far behind Ye Long and Ye Qinyao."
"She is so strange. Everyone else is resting and playing, but she is still practicing."
"I heard that she was a broom star and killed her own mother."
"Yes, yes, we need to stay away from her."
Xiaohuang heard what they said.
She was at a loss, she didn't know why, the children didn't like her.
And she also asked her father that her mother was too weak and did not kill herself.
But no matter where you go, you can still hear such sayings.
"What do you say!"
At this time, a loud roar came over.
Immediately afterwards, a long whip lashed fiercely at the children who had spoken just now, causing them to scream.
"Wow, Leopard teaches, we dare not again!"
A fierce-looking young man snorted coldly, and after giving them a lesson, came to Xiaohuang's side.
He looked at the wound on Xiaohuang's arm and frowned slightly.
Then he took out some wound medicine and wrapped it carefully.
Seeing that Xiaohuang's two small fists were already red and almost worn out, he sighed.
But in the end, he, who was not good at words, still didn't say anything, rubbed Xiaohuang's head, turned and left.
Behind him, the sound of a fist hitting the cushion sounded again.
Another three years passed.
Family competition.
"Bang!" With a sound, a figure was knocked to the ground and rolled off the ring.
"Wang Yu fights against Ye Huang, Wang Yu wins!"
The elders announced the result.
Ye Huang stood up, wiped off the blood stains around her mouth, dusted off her body, and walked back to her father amidst a group of complicated eyes.
"father"
"It's okay, let's rest." Her father said with a sigh.
Ye Huang sat down with her head bowed, and the discussions around her kept entering her ears.
"A direct disciple was actually abused by a collateral."
"Thanks to her enjoying so many resources."
"What a waste."
These words, Ye Huang knew, also got into his father's ears.
"Look, it's Ye Long!"
Suddenly, someone exclaimed.
Ye Huang raised her head, and on the ring, there was a handsome young man holding a long spear, his weapon imposing.
Everyone cheered.
Another three years.
Another family contest.
When it was Ye Huang's turn, she stepped onto the ring and looked in the direction of the head of the family.
The father's position has long been empty.
She turned her head in silence.
His hands couldn't help but clenched tightly.
If so, you have talent.
If so, he has great strength.
I will definitely not disappoint my father.
She secretly swears that if she is lucky enough to transform in the future, absolutely, absolutely!I can't let that feeling of disappointment appear in my father's eyes again!
"I can't let him down again!"
A long sword suddenly appeared in Ye Huang's hand.
"I will never let him down again!!"
With a roar, Ye Huang swung his long sword across the air and slashed at the opponent in front of him.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, shaking the sky and the earth.
The scene around her began to change rapidly.
A faint fragrance of flowers made her consciousness gradually clear.
When she came back to her senses, Ye Huang found that she was standing in a sea of flowers full of roses.
No, it should be said to be half of the sea of flowers.
Because the other half, under her sword just now, has completely collapsed and turned into a boundless abyss.
A girl with long purple hair and a slightly pale face stood in front of her.
"Xiaoxiao?"
Ye Huang was stunned.
