Leaving the hall with a faint expression, Xiao Yan, who was a little unconscious, slowly climbed up the back mountain of his family according to his usual habits, sat on the mountain wall, and looked calmly at the steep mountains opposite him shrouded in the mist. There was the famous Warcraft Mountains of the Gama Empire!

"Haha, strength... In this world, there is no strength, and even a piece of shit is not as good as a piece of shit. At least, no one dares to step on the shit!" The boy's shoulders swayed gently, and the boy's low self-mockery voice slowly wandered on the top of the mountain with grief and anger. His ten fingers were inserted into a black hair, and Xiao Yan bit his lips tightly, allowing the faint blood to spread out from the corner of his mouth. Although he did not show any inappropriate emotions in the hall, Nalan Yanran's words were like a knife cut in his heart, which made Xiao Yan tremble all over...

"I don't want to suffer the insult today again!" I spread out my left hand with a bloodstain, and Xiao Yan's voice was hoarse but firm.

"Hehe, little baby, it seems you need help?"

Just as Xiao Yan made a vow in his heart, an old strange laugh suddenly came into his ears. When his little face changed, Xiao Yan suddenly turned around, and his eagle-like sharp eyes glanced behind him, but he had not found a single figure...

"Hehe, stop looking for it, it's on your finger." Just when Xiao Yan thought it was just an illusion, the strange laughter came out again without any limit. His pupils shrank, and Xiao Yan's gaze suddenly stopped on the black ancient ring on his right hand.

"Are you talking?" Xiao Yan suppressed the horror in his heart and tried to calm his voice.

"The little doll has a good concentration, but she wasn't scared to jump down." A joking laughter sounded in the ring.

"Who are you? Why are you in my ring? What do you want to do?" After a little silence, Xiao Yan asked a key question clearly.

"Don't worry about who I am, anyway, I won't harm you. Oh, I finally met someone who has passed the soul strength for so many years. I'm so lucky. Hehe, but I still have to thank the little baby for his three years of worship. Otherwise, I'd have to continue sleeping."

"Pensorship?" Blinked in confusion. After a moment, Xiao Yan's little face suddenly became gloomy. The cold words popped out from his teeth with difficulty: "Is the fighting spirit that disappeared inexplicably in my body? Is it your fault?"

"Hehe, I'm forced to do it too, don't blame the little baby."

"I'm your mother!"

Xiao Yan, who always claimed to be calm and calm, suddenly jumped up like a madman, his little face was covered with ferociousness, and he didn't care about this being the relics left to him by his mother. Without thinking, Lima pulled off the ring on his finger, and then threw it to the steep point...

As soon as the ring left, Xiao Yan felt a sudden enlightenment and hurriedly reached out to grab it, but the ring left his hand had fallen straight off the cliff...

Looking at the ring that disappeared in the fog, Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, his little face slowly calmed down, and he patted his forehead in annoyance: "Idiot, I'm too reckless, too reckless!" He just learned that the culprit of the humiliation he had been wearing for three years was the ring he had been wearing. It's no wonder that Xiao Yan was out of control like this.

After sitting by the cliff for a while, Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly, got up, turned around, his pupils suddenly glared, and his fingers trembled at the thing in front of him... In front of Xiao Yan, there was a pitch-black ancient ring floating at this moment. What shocked Xiao Yan the most was that there was a transparent old figure floating above the ring...

"Hehe, little baby, don't you have to be so angry, right? Isn't it just that you have absorbed your fighting spirit for three years?" The transparent old man stared at Xiao Yan with a smile and said.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Xiao Yan suppressed his anger in his voice: "Old guy, since you are hiding in the ring, you should also know how much ridicule you have brought to me because you absorbed my fighting spirit?"

"But in these three years of ridicule, have you grown up? Do you think if it were three years ago, you could have the tolerance and mind you are now?" The old man smiled unanimously, and said lightly.

With a frown, Xiao Yan gradually calmed down. After the anger was over, joy followed. Since he knew the mystery of the disappearance of the Dou Qi, his talent must have returned now! As soon as he thought of the title of finally having the opportunity to take off the waste, Xiao Yan's body almost felt as comfortable as rebirth. The hateful old man in front of him did not seem too annoying. Some things can only be known when they are lost! Lost and regained will make people cherish them even more!

After stretching his wrist gently, Xiao Yan let out a long breath and raised his head and said, "Although I don't know who you are, I want to ask, do you want to rely on the ring to absorb my fighting spirit in the future? If that's the case, I advise you to find another host, I can't afford to support you."

"Hehe, others do not have the powerful soul perception as strong as you." The old man touched his beard and smiled: "Since I chose to show up myself, I will naturally not absorb your fighting spirit in the future without your permission."

Xiao Yan rolled his eyes and sneered. He had made up his mind that no matter how sweet the old guy said, he would not let him follow him again.

"Little baby, do you want to become stronger? Do you want to be respected by others?" Although the old man had already marked the old man as the one who was not involved in the trouble, Xiao Yan's heart couldn't help but jump in these words.

"Now I know the reason why the fighting spirit disappeared. With my talent, do you still need to become stronger?" Xiao Yan took a breath slowly and said lightly. He knew in his heart that there was no free lunch in the world. It was not a wise decision to accept the favor of a mysterious man for no reason.

"Little baby, your talent is very good, but you have to know that you are fifteen years old now, and your fighting spirit is only in the third stage. I seem to have heard that you should have an adult ceremony next year, right? Do you think you can soar to the seventh stage of fighting spirit in just one year? And you had been betting with the girl for three years before, and the talent of that girl's baby will not be much lower than you. If you want to catch up with her and surpass it, it is not so easy." The old man's wrinkled old face was like a blooming chrysanthemum at this moment.

At this point, nothing can help. The basics of practicing Dou Qi are particularly important. I practiced Qi at the age of four and practiced for six years before I had the Nine Stages of Dou Qi. Even if my talent has been restored now, it is basically not possible to cultivate the seventh Stage of Dou Qi within one year...

"You helped me reach seven levels of Dou Qi in one year. You used to absorb my Dou Qi for three years and then I wrote it off. How about it?" Xiao Yan asked tentatively.

"As you wish." After all, the only seven sections of Dou Qi were not in Yao Lao's heart. In this way, you said and said everything, as stated in the original work, Xiao Yan worshipped Yao Lao as his teacher.

At this time, Xiao Yunfei, who was lying on the bed, also had a faint smile on his lips. It seemed that the day for Xiao Yan to meet Yao Lao!

[Brothers, let’s get the best! All the tickets are collected!]
Chapter completed!