Speaking of this, Wang Zizhen couldn't help but cough violently again: "I will go into seclusion tomorrow to heal my wounds. I am not here, and the Wang family is no longer safe. Before the selection competition, remember not to expose the existence of parchment paper. Once others know, there will inevitably be a disaster for death!"

The prince's eyes were really shining in the night. He looked at Ye Ling: "The road ahead is difficult and you will lose your life if you are not careful. You can choose the same choice for the ancient body refining method and the earth spirit pill."

Ye Ling took a deep breath and chose the parchment without hesitation.

The prince really smiled: "Okay, now I will tell you what Taixiaowen means on parchment. You only have two years to practice. If you miss this selection competition, you will never have the chance to enter the world of immortal cultivation again."

"You are different from your mother. Your mother is not as decisive and cruel as you. She chose to stay in the mortal world, but you want to avenge your mother, find your grandfather, and find the secret of the coffin. You can only go to the immortal world, and only there is what you want."

"Two years later, on August 15th, the fifth district selection competition officially began in the extreme east of Kunlun Mountain. The Wang family will not give you a quota for participation, so you have to grab it!"

"Get yourself a quota and give yourself a chance to enter the world of immortal cultivation!"

Her house is a three-bedroom and two-living room house. Ye Ling walked straight to the master bedroom and pushed open the door.

The curtains here were pulled up, the room was a little dark, and the faint breathing sound from his ears was close to each other. The person who broke into her house was in this room.

She turned on the light and walked to the front of the closet.

At this time, the leaves outside the house were blown rustling, mixed with cicadas, almost covering up the inaudible breathing.

With a sudden turn, she opened the wardrobe door.

It was soon after that, a strong wind rushed straight towards Ye Ling's face. Ye Ling was prepared and also punched and fisted with his palms and fists. Ye Ling was directly knocked to the other side of the bed by the huge force.

"Who are you?!" Ye Ling stood up in surprise and asked, staring at the person in front of him.

The palm just now was definitely not something that ordinary people could hit. She originally thought it was a thief, but the person in front of her was the same person as her!

This was the first time she had met someone who could do martial arts besides her and her mother!

The man was separated from her from a bed, tall, with a black metal mask on his face, only a pair of sinister eyes exposed.

"You are indeed not 'normal'." The man spoke, his voice hoarse and a faint murderous intent.

"Who are you? Why are you at my house?" Ye Ling said vigilantly.

The man said, "Your name is Ye Ling, and your mother is Wang Shuyun, right?"

Ye Ling did not answer.

The man smiled gloomyly and said, "It seems to be."

Ye Ling didn't talk nonsense to him, and stepped on the ground with his right foot, like a swallow slid into water, clenched his fist with his right hand, and shot straight into the man's face.

Her speed was very fast, with a ray of wind. If it were an ordinary person, it would be impossible for him to escape.

But the man just sneered, and he jumped up, stood up with his left hand to block Ye Ling's fist, and his right hand formed a claw, and grabbed Ye Ling's Tianling's cover.

Ye Ling changed his movements in the air, leaned back, just avoiding the sharp claw, and kicked his legs directly towards the man's abdomen.

The man's eyes became serious, his body was like a snake, twisting to the right, and Ye Ling's legs kicked in the air.

Seeing Ye Ling falling on the bed, the man punched her in the abdomen.

Who knew that Ye Ling's right hand was pushing down, and the whole person bounced up again, jammed the man's neck with both hands and threw him back.

With a touch, the man directly hit the wall under the window.

Ye Ling quickly jumped up from the bed, leaned against the door, and looked at the man vigilantly.

During the fight just now, she already felt that this man was not easy to deal with. His strength was greater than her and his degree was not slower than her.

The man smiled sinisterly and got up from the ground. His face was a little crooked, revealing a square jaw angle: "It seems that you are indeed Wang Shuyun's daughter. Since you have practiced, I won't hold back."

After brushing, the man's degree suddenly increased a lot. Before Ye Ling could see his movements clearly, he had already flashed in front of her.

His hands were like afterimages. Ye Ling's abdomen was hit, and he flew backwards, directly knocking open the door of the second bedroom, and hitting the edge of the bed with a thud.

The man walked over slowly: "If you know the truth, hand over what your parents left to you, maybe I can spare your life."

He came to rub the rules!

Ye Ling's eyes flashed. She covered her stomach and stood up with difficulty. She was a bed away from the window. The window was closed, and it happened to be a small alley outside where there was usually no one.

If she could jump out of the window.

Ye Ling didn't even think about it, and was as flexible as a cat. He turned around and stepped on the mattress, and jumped up with the elasticity. The window was pushed out. As long as she pushed the window open, she could jump down.

But just as she was about to hold the pushing hand, the man's palm wind came again.

"Ah!" Ye Ling's heart was in his back, and a fishy sweetness surged in his throat. The man pulled his head and picked it up.

"Say, where did your parents leave you back then?!"

Ye Ling pinched his fist and took advantage of the situation to hit the man's chest.

The man held her head and loosened his hands, and wrapped his hands around him, and grabbed her wrist.

Ye Ling took advantage of the force and kicked up the ground. His legs were like scissors, clamping the man's waist and slamming him hard to the right.

A trace of anger flashed in the man's eyes. Not only did he not move, but he grabbed Ye Ling's wrist and smashed it against the wall.

With a touch, Ye Ling's waist hit the wall hard.

"You still want to fight to the death?" The man squatted down and raised Ye Ling's chin and said, "You have not yet achieved success in body refining, but you still want to fight to the death with me?"

Ye Ling's eyes were like fire, and she glared at the man angrily and said, "I don't know what you are talking about!"
Chapter completed!