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Chapter 483 : Be worthy of him 13

All kinds, ancient, modern, all kinds of things, everything...

Speaking of which, she had walked past that thin steel wire hanging in mid-air, flashing cold light from time to time.

Ye Xiaoran looked around and walked towards Ren Zhanyang: "Boss, I'm here."

She said hello, and Ren Zhanyang, who had his back turned to her, looked back and nodded lightly: "Do you understand what I want you to do?" [

Ye Xiaoran took a deep breath and nodded: "I know." Then he looked around and said, "Uh, what should I practice first?"

Ren Zhanyang whispered: "What level are you in now?"

Although he looked down on Ye Xiaoran's "Shuoyue" status, he also understood that the Ye family, which has been passed down for thousands of years, could not produce incompetent people. Shuoyue could become famous internationally and has never failed since her debut, so she certainly has her abilities.

Otherwise, Ye Xiaoran wouldn't have escaped with Ye Luo like this. He didn't ask in detail, which didn't mean he didn't care.

He didn't like what she did, but he wouldn't deny it.

Ye Xiaoran heard Ren Zhanyang's question, thought about it seriously, and then asked: "To what extent did you say it, and according to what standard?"

She is naturally no match for professionals like them when fighting with bare hands or using guns, but other...

Ren Zhanyang lowered his eyes and glanced at Ye Luo: "Why did you bring him here?"

"Uh..." Ye Xiaoran grinned and said a little embarrassedly: "Well, he insists on coming. That, Luoluo is still too young, and I think he is already great. At his age, I still have to come."

I can't do this to him. He escaped on his own yesterday and didn't rely on me at all! So... just arrange some physical exercise for him."

Regarding Ye Xiaoran's words, Ren Zhanyang did not comment, just stared at Ye Luo and said lightly: "Want to be simple and relaxed?"

Although there seemed to be no emotion in his words, Ye Xiaoran seemed to vaguely hear a hint of sarcasm in these words, and couldn't help but glance at Ren Zhanyang sideways.

But Ye Luo had already raised his head and said coolly: "I don't need you to arrange it, I know what I can use." After saying that, he walked towards the plum blossom pile and the forest of swords.

Ye Xiaoran was a little anxious: "Luoluo!"
Chapter completed!
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