Chapter 1142 Emperor Jiuque Is Angry
Nie Zhao, who had been watching from behind, suddenly stepped forward and said, "Little girl, let me see your hand."
Yun Qingyan stretched out his hand, and Nie Zhao squeezed her wrist with one hand and began to feel the bones.
"Crack." On the pavilion, the last keel jade porcelain cup was crushed.
Di Jiuque's icy and icy gaze fell on Nie Zhao's hand resting on Yun Qingyan's wrist, and a nameless wind blew from his side, directly destroying everything three meters away.
Feng Liao's heart also thumped with the destruction of the keel jade china cup. The last cup has been crushed by the emperor... He can no longer take out a new one.
Touching Yun Qingyan's hand bones, Nie Zhao suddenly felt a chill on his back. He was much stronger than Fei Ding Ding, and immediately looked in the direction of Di Jiuque.
But saw nothing.
The coercion just now... obviously...
The nerves in Nie Zhao's entire head were tense, and he was in a state of high alert. One second...two seconds...three seconds passed...
Nie Zhao no longer felt that strange aura.
Could it be that the master was just passing by? Nie Zhao was puzzled.
"Okay?" Qingyue's female voice recalled his thoughts.
Nie Zhao just remembered that he was still touching his bones, and a burst of star energy poured out of his hand, covering Yun Qingyan's hand, and it didn't hurt her, so he quickly took it back.
"It is indeed sixteen years old." Nie Zhao nodded and announced, "There is no problem with the age tester."
This little girl's bones are very peculiar. The bones are dense and jade-like. They are much tougher and tougher than the practitioners of the same cultivation level.
But her bone age is indeed sixteen years old.
The corners of Zou Yi's eyes couldn't stop beating, they didn't know if they were excited or excited.
Sixteen! It turned out to be sixteen years old!
The 16-year-old Zongjie, this terrifying talent, is close to the few quasi-god-level seedlings who came to the academy two years ago! Even stronger than them.
"Damn it! Yun Qingyan, you are only sixteen!" Ji Siwen, who stayed behind Yun Qingyan, had the most exaggerated reaction, with a sad face of being deceived.
"Little girl, why did you say you were seventeen?" Nie Zhao asked.
In fact, Yun Qingyan didn't know either... She should be seventeen years old, how could she be sixteen?
She remembered that when she first left Bei'an, it had been half a year since Ji Ji's birthday, and now two years later, this body should be seventeen and a half years old.
"Master! Did you forget that you only stayed in the Emperor Tomb for half a year!" Just as Yun Qingyan was also puzzled, Xiao Xuan's voice sounded in Yun Qingyan's spiritual sea.
"Half a year in the Emperor's Tomb, two years in Tianyuan. For those who stayed in the Tianyuan Continent, it is true that two years have passed, but your body has only been in the Emperor's Tomb, and only half a year has passed. The age of your body bones is now indeed Sixteen!"
Xiaoxuan gave Yun Qingyan a clear and logical analysis.
That's the reason! Yun Qingyan suddenly realized, and now she can't help but smile bitterly when she meets everyone's questioning gazes, because of the dreadful flow of time, now the fun is great.
The most critical question in front of us is to answer the doubts of the powerful figures in these academies first.
"I remembered it wrong." Yun Qingyan replied to Nie Zhao seriously, she was not interested in explaining Emperor Tomb to a stranger.
Zou Yi and others were speechless, even remembering their own age wrong! These geniuses who cultivate talent enchanting are really 'different'!