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

"Senior, what is the name of this strategy?"

After Ying Lingxi learned from the black villain several times in her mind, she took a rest and asked.

The villain stopped and looked at her quietly, as if to say: Is this important?

"Well, I'm just curious. I'll ask. If I don't tell, forget it."

Ying Lingxi pouted. It was different that this villain could speak. She had been tested enough in the past few days and ignored him no matter what she said.

While she was resting, she heard the villain in front of her speak!

"Bloom..."

"Shiva Karma Dance..."

Ying Lingxi became interested and listened carefully to what he said.

"Shiva Karma Dance... Blooms..."

The villain kept repeating these two words, making Ying Lingxi confused.

"I have heard of the Shiva Karma Dance, but what does it have to do with blooming?"

"Tactics……"

"Bloom..."

Ying Lingxi sighed, it was hard for the villain in front of her to speak so hard to understand, so that's all, let's continue practicing.

On the rooftop in the distance, Xuwu quietly looked at Ying Lingxi's figure waving a sickle. He noticed her fluctuations, and a flash of relief flashed in his eyes.

"Finally, the fighting is somewhat decent, but it's still not fast enough, not cruel enough, and not killing enough."

"The name of the battle method is Blooming Shiva Karma Dance."

Using the murderous aura as a guide, it attaches to the sickle, and uses extremely fast swing speed and killing momentum to tear the opponent apart until no trace of the tear is left...

Ying Yueyu sat on the bed bored in her nightgown. She didn't understand why she had to get up so early when she didn't have to practice sword practice.

There is nothing you can do, just get up and start practicing.

I calmly felt the blockage in my body and began to explore the shackles.

Xin Yan Empire.

Xinyan Temple.

Mark Bass watched quietly as Ma Xin swallowed the spiritual energy around him.

"It's been a week. Did you take the wrong medicine? How could you be in seclusion for so long?"

Mark Bass murmured in a low voice. Seeing that Ma Xin didn't wake up on the bed, he could only continue to accompany him.

"Your Majesty, it's time to go to court."

The maid reminded softly outside the door.

Mark Bass walked over and opened the door impatiently, looking at the maid outside the door with some displeasure.

"Didn't I tell you that if you don't go to court these days, you won't be able to understand?"

"But all the ministers have already made a joint petition to ask His Majesty to go to court."

The maid didn't dare not to retaliate, she knelt on the ground and said tremblingly.

"Ignore them."

Mark Bass turned around and closed the door, not giving her a chance to continue.

The maid outside the door stared blankly at the closed door. She didn't understand when Mark Bass became so interested in Ma Xin. Didn't she beat and scold him more often in the past?

"Father."

Ma Xin opened his eyes and looked at Mark Bass who was accompanying him.

"Ma Xin, why have you been in seclusion for so long?"

Mark Bass didn’t beat around the bush and asked himself the questions that worried him most.

"Father, I told you, don't be angry and don't scold me."

Ma Xin shrank his head in fear, fearing that he would fly out immediately after saying what he said.

"You said, I won't hit you. You've been in seclusion for so long, and it's too late for me to be happy."

Mark Bass was obviously very happy that Ma Xin woke up, and it could be seen that he was not obsessed.

"Father, I want to marry Yingying."

Ma Xin explained why he had been in seclusion for so long. Every time he couldn't persist, he would think of Yingying. It was his desire to marry Yingying that made him persist until now.

"Are you serious?"

Mark Bass was shocked. There were many people and heirs who wanted to get engaged, including Yuan Ting who also wanted Yuan Jing and Ying Ying to get engaged, but Ying Meng rejected them all, and Ying Ying also expressed that she was not interested in them at all.

"Ah."

Ma Xin nodded extremely seriously.

"You have to think about it, there are too many outstanding people around Yingying. In the past there was Ying Lingxi, now there is Xin Yixi, including Yuan Jing, who have expressed their feelings to her in a vague way. You have many competitors. "

"I'm not afraid!"

Ma Xin looked at Mark Bass with a stubborn look on his face.

"She is already in the realm and is the well-deserved leader of the new generation. You may have to work twice or even twice as hard as her to catch up with her."

Mark Bass knew how helpful dimensional power would be to cultivation after entering the Earth Realm, and he didn't think Ma Xin could catch up with her.

"In addition, Yingmeng is just a daughter like Yingying, and she is her heart treasure. If you want to marry her, Yingmeng will probably have a hard time with her. You also saw it in the Dimension Empire. Yingmeng dotes on her. Very, Xin Yixi wants to keep pestering her, I guess you don’t have a chance."

Mark Bass sighed and wanted to persuade him to give up.

"No chance? Does that mean there is a little chance?"

Ma Xin's eyes lit up, as if he had found some hope.

"Give up, change it, change it, at least. There is still some hope."

Mark Bass left after leaving these words without staying too much, knowing that no matter how much he said, he would not be able to change his mind.

Ma Xin sat blankly in the room alone, thinking of Yingying's cold look when she looked at him, and smiled bitterly.

"I have to at least try, right? What if I succeed?"

Xinsheng Empire.

Inside the Xinsheng Palace.

Xin Yixi lay on the bed holding Yingying's little skirt and kept giggling. She didn't know she thought she was being stimulated.

"Xiao Xi, if you don't seize the time to practice, do you want to be the tail of the crane?"

Xin Ling looked helpless when she saw that Xin Yixi liked to hug Yingying's little skirt and giggle.

"Mother, I miss Sister Ying."

Xin Yixi looked at Xin Ling aggrievedly, hugging the little skirt and not letting go.

"Then what can we do? Give you the sound transmission stone and talk to Yingmeng yourself?"

Xin Ling threw a special sound transmission stone towards Xin Yixi and sat on the chair.

Xin Yixi caught the sound transmission stone with a puzzled look on her face.

"Why do you need to contact Aunt Ying first?"

"Yingying is basically in the library these days except in her room. Apart from Yingmeng and their personal maids, basically no one has access to her, let alone the sound transmission stone. Yingying doesn't have it with her at all."

Xin Ling glanced at her angrily and compared to Yingying, why did his daughter seem to have been possessed?

"Okay."

Xin Yixi tried to infuse spiritual energy into the sound transmission stone, then closed her eyes and directed the spiritual energy upward to the breath of the dimension. After a while, the sound transmission stone began to glow purple.

"Hello? Lingling, do you miss your sister?"

Ying Meng's charming tone came out from the sound transmission stone, directly silencing Xin Ling and Xin Yixi.

……

"Well, Mengmeng, Xiaoxi wants to chat with Xiaoying, so I contacted you."

Xin Ling coughed twice and spoke awkwardly.

Xin Yixi's big eyes were full of doubts. She always felt that the relationship between her mother and Aunt Ying was not simple.