No Concubine: Evil Emperor Loves Concubine Leng

Chapter 131 I'm Not Reconciled
In the afternoon, there is a cool breeze, and the sun is setting towards the west.

Martial arts field.

Everyone gathered together, waiting for Xue Yin's arrival.

This was the last day Xue Yin gave them, and if they couldn't reach the spiritual master, they would just get out of the general's mansion.

In the past half a month, everyone has been practicing hard and trying their best to advance, but the results are always unsatisfactory.

Xueyin was dressed in a white dress, and her pretty figure looked exquisite under the tight clothing, showing her curves.

She walked slowly to the martial field.

The eyes as deep as the sea seem to be shimmering with waves, and the waves are flowing.

"Xue'er, everyone is here."

Murong Yunfan looked at the people on the martial field with deep eyes.

Xue Yin walked to the front, stood still, and a clear voice spread to the audience: "Those who have not reached the spiritual master, stand up."

As the words fell to the ground, people continued to separate from the 500 people.

After a few minutes, no one moved.

"110 seven people, you can leave. My Murong family is not a heartless person, and I have prepared travel expenses for you to leave. Dawu, take the money I prepared and distribute it to these people."

Xue Yin waved her hand and spoke lightly.

"Miss, I don't want to go."

"We don't want to go either."

"Miss, please stay with us."

When one person pleads, all agree.

Seeing this situation, Murong Yunfan also wanted to say something.

But Xue Yin seemed to see what he was thinking in his heart, so he stopped his words directly, and said uncompromisingly: "I said a long time ago, if you can't reach it, you will get out. You think I am heartless and ungrateful, too cruel That's fine. You have to go, you want to stay, okay, if you come back after being promoted to a high-level spiritual master, my Murong family will still welcome you very much."

"Advanced spiritual masters? Isn't this difficult for strong people? Miss Xue Yin, we understand that you want us to become stronger, but everyone's talent is limited after all. Otherwise, everyone can be a spirit emperor, so how can there still be?" What about high and low? This is really too difficult.”

A man in his early twenties stood up and argued with Xue Yin.

The corners of Xue Yin's mouth were slightly pursed with sarcasm, and he replied unceremoniously: "Since you have no talent, what do I want you to do? Free food? How can there be such a good thing in the world. What people want, they want." Struggle by yourself, the sky will not drop the pie, even if it falls, it will not fall for a lifetime. What you have to do is to be grateful that the sky once dropped the pie, and try your best to make yourself capable of obtaining the pie yourself. Instead of I don't know how to make progress, I just hope that the sky will continue to drop pies for you to eat."

With these words, the ironic person couldn't lift his head.

Some people couldn't stand the hurt and blow of this kind of words, so they left the martial field and walked outside.

After a while, more than 100 people left and only [-] people remained.

Xue Yin looked at these sixteen people, raised her brows, and asked with a smile: "Aren't you leaving yet? Do you still want to be scolded by me?"

"Miss, I'm not reconciled. I just feel that it's just a little bit short, but I always can't get over it."

"Me too, not reconciled."

"It doesn't matter if Miss scolds us, we let Miss scold us, but we just don't want to leave here."

Those 16 people all looked at Xue Yin with the same determination in their eyes.

"You guys release the spiritual energy and show me." Xue Yin's thin lips parted slightly, her brows and eyes were cold.

Those 16 people followed Xue Yin's instructions and released all their spiritual power.

(End of this chapter)