I was kicked out of the house and became a princess.

Endless virtual realm.

Xingwu sat on the throne and looked at the invitation in his hand, a complex look flashed in his eyes.

"Father, I brought my sister back!"

Ying Yueyu's small figure appeared at the door of the main hall, while Song Xi on her back was still sleeping quietly.

"well done."

Xuewu looked at the familiar figure at the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

"When will we start treating my sister?"

Ying Yueyu gently placed Song Xi on the stone bed aside, with a look of anticipation on her face.

"Wait until she comes back from the Dimensional Empire in two days. Put her in an ice coffin first to prevent her condition from getting worse."

Xingwu looked at Song Xi, who was still being devoured by his life force, and sighed. Regarding this situation, if it weren't for Song Xi being his first heir, Ying Yueyu would have ignored him even if he begged him again. Coincidentally, God only chose two, one was Ying Yueyu, and the other was Song Xi, who had the soul of her previous life. Song Xi, in her previous life, was Ying Yueyu's biological sister, Ying Lingxi, and the first successor to Nothingness.

"Huh? What are you doing in the Dimensional Empire?"

Ying Yueyu was a little confused. She had just come back from there and didn't think there was anything special worth seeing.

"Yingmeng's daughter Yingying will wear the crown in three days. At that time, guests from all over will be entertained, and Yingying will be the brightest star there."

Niuwu is also looking forward to it. She also wants to see the heir of the most powerful god in this world. At the same time, someone should also propose a discussion, right? I hope you don't disappoint yourself.

"Dai Guan, what is it?"

Ying Yueyu was even more puzzled. She knew the two words separately, but she didn't know what they meant when they were put together.

"Just tell everyone that your heir has been determined and will not change in the future. There will be no second heir. You must also personally put the crown on the heir you selected. From now on, the person wearing the crown will be The only heir to an empire."

Xingwu spent a lot of effort to explain it clearly to her. In fact, it summed up the same thing, telling others that he had an heir and that he was not going to change it! That's it!

Ying Yueyu nodded in understanding and grasped the core of it.

"Is there something delicious then?"

"Okay, let's put it this way."

He held his forehead helplessly, no longer hoping that his silly daughter would understand anything. She only thought about eating all day long, and then other things. She was simply a snack foodie.

Yingmeng watched Yingying, who had not meditated for an hour, suddenly jump up, condensed a long sword in her right hand, and began to swing a series of sword styles, and fell into deep thought.

This is the first time I see someone who can develop sword skills through practice...

But I always feel that these sword styles have a familiar feeling, a bit like the Shadow Spirit Sword Technique.

The first style, Liekong·Dimensional Slash

The second form, broken time and volley thrust

The third style, Hua Ling·Hui Yun

The fourth form, shock·three pounds

The fifth form, Nightmare·Gathering Spirits

The sixth form, Xi·volley cover

The seventh form, Duan Gu·Zhan Loulan

The eighth form, Shadow Spirit·Mengying

With the end of the eighth style, Ying Meng was completely convinced that this was indeed the Shadow Spirit Sword Technique, Hua Ying's original sword technique.

No, Hua Ying died a thousand years ago. It is impossible to teach Ying Er the Shadow Spirit Sword Technique. Who could it be?

After practicing the swordsmanship, Yingying was already dripping with sweat. She opened her eyes and looked around in confusion. It took a long time to come back to her senses.

"Yinger, come here."

Yingmeng waved to Yingying with a solemn expression.

"What's wrong, Queen Mother?"

Yingying sat obediently on the bench in front of the bed, not sitting in Yingmeng's arms. After all, she was covered in sweat. It would be inappropriate to sit directly in her arms, right?

"Who taught you this swordsmanship?"

Yingying's little face suddenly stiffened. She didn't expect that Yingmeng really knew this sword technique.

"Yes, a big sister taught me this when I was practicing."

Yingying followed what the girl told her step by step, and at the same time she felt a little guilty.

"A big sister?"

Yingmeng knew at a glance that she was lying, but she couldn't explain it. Could it be that when he was rebuilding Yingying's body, the Shadow Spirit Sword Technique also flowed into Yingying's body along with the essence and blood?

"That, Queen Mother, was really taught to me by a big sister."

Yingying looked at Yingmeng aggrievedly. After all, she didn't lie after all. It was indeed her sister who taught her.

"Sister, sister, where did this swordsmanship come from?"

Yingying was also a little anxious and kept calling in her heart.

"Sister, this swordsmanship was also taught to my older sister by an older sister, but this older sister should be this old witch's friend, Hua Ying, right?"

The girl thought thoughtfully and felt that this must be the case.

"Ah? What should I say? The queen has already begun to doubt."

Yingying begged for help, otherwise she would probably have to confess her today.

"You're right. It was indeed taught to you by an older sister. There's nothing wrong with it."

"Oh, my dear sister, you are already a girl. If you really can't do it, lying in the old witch's arms and acting coquettishly are all girls' usual tricks. Do you still need me to teach you?"

The girl smiled softly at Yingying, then disappeared and went to sleep somewhere.

Ying Meng is still thinking about whether her guess is accurate. After all, she is her daughter and cannot be so careless.

"Mother, you don't believe me..."

Yingying got the idea and curled her little mouth, trying to howl.

"Okay, okay, of course I believe in Ying'er, but I'm a little surprised that Ying'er suddenly knows such a swordsmanship."

Ying Meng saw that her precious daughter was about to cry, so she quickly held her in her arms and coaxed her softly.

Yingying lay in Yingmeng's arms aggrievedly, secretly rejoicing in her heart.

Sure enough, what my sister taught me is really useful!

The long river of reincarnation.

"Hey, I didn't expect that Shadow Spirit Sword Technique would end up meeting Mengmeng again. If I had known this, I wouldn't have taught that girl Shadow Spirit Sword Technique."

A beautiful figure stood in the long river of reincarnation and looked quietly at the Mirror of Floating Life. In the mirror, it was Yingmeng who was coaxing Yingying in her arms.

"Hua Ying, why don't you enter reincarnation?"

In the long river of reincarnation, a deep voice sounded from the depths.

"What's the hurry? I'm not even in a hurry."

Hua Ying curled her lips, pretended to take a few steps forward, and then continued to come back to look at the Mirror of Floating Life. The main character was a scoundrel.

"Anyway, it's your time that was wasted, not my time. When I go out, all of you will have to pay the price..."