Ye Qingli smiled and listened for a long time, and then threw a sentence directly, so that Nalan Yu almost fell.
Hurry, after listening to her for a long time, what is the most interesting?
"Yes, at that time, Xuan Chen was wrong with her intentions. After I found out, Xuan Chen was injured and rescued."
Nalan Yu's voice was very quiet.
However, only he knew what kind of painful experience was buried in it.
At that time, he had the aura of the first genius of the School of Theological Medicine above his head.
Even if Xuan Chen was the son of the Dean, he was not taken by him.
After he hurt Xuanchen, he didn't take it seriously.
Instead, he continued to participate in the trial and left it behind.
Unexpectedly, overnight, the sky suddenly changed!
He turned into a mean villain that had cruelly hurt his fellow men, and everyone shouted.
Xuanchen has become a victim in the eyes of everyone!
In fact, Xuan Chen's cultivation is very sloppy and not thorough, and many people can see it.
However, because of the identity of Dean Xuanqing, they dare to be angry and not dare to speak!
This is how Ming Huang Yao presses people!
If it wasn't for his master, Elder Luo, who desperately saved him, Nalan Yu would not have survived in this world!
However, Elder Luo died before March.
Let Xuanchen completely avoid taboo.
Therefore, he dared to attack Nalan Yu brazenly!
As he said, killing Na Lanyu is like nothing to crushing an ant to the son of the dean of the School of Theological Medicine!
Thinking of this, Nalan Yu's expression showed a little sadness.
He arched his hand towards Ye Qingli.
"During this time, Miss Damon's care, Nalan Yu was unforgettable, but, there was no chance to repay Miss Ende's grace."
After finishing his speech, he paid a solemn salute to Ye Qingli and turned around.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Qingli's cold voice rang behind Nalan Yu.
"Forget, when you signed the contract of self-sale, you must be my man within ten years. Do you want to break the contract after a few months?"
Na Lanyu's whole body shook, he stopped and looked back at Ye Qingli with some disbelief.
Ye Qingli's eyes are still cold, with a little warmth in her eyes, her eyes unwavering.
She raised a piece of paper in her hand.
"If you don't want me to run to the end of the world and catch you back, it's better to stay here for me."
Nalan Yu stood there blankly, and he suddenly felt that his throat was tight.
The eyes began to get wet.
The voice said dryly: "That's the school of theology ..."
"What about the theological school?"
Ye Qingli raised his eyes.
Between Meiyu showed strong confidence and arrogance.
"In this world, as long as it is my shelter, no one can move a finger!"
"In the lower realm, it is so."
"It's the same when you come to spiritual practice!"
"Since it's an enemy, then get rid of her!"
Na Lanyu looked at her body and body this week, all exuding a strong and confident girl.
Almost no one can imagine that, half a year ago, she was nothing more than a pariah who had just come from the lower realm. In Juyun City, she had nothing.
Na Lanyu still remembers that in the afternoon, when the sunlight was faint, she walked into her broken wall and was about to collapse. She smiled and asked herself the sentence.