I Only Want to Farm Chapter 2229: Ah

Emperor Donghuang noticed that the other party glanced at him, as if he was measuring something.

"I'm not." The Eastern Emperor said flatly.

Qin Yu really has no idea what kind of monster Jin Ni's father is. In the mythology and unofficial history of the earth, it is mentioned that Suan Ni is one of the nine sons of the dragon, but in the world view of the three thousand worlds and even the heavens, the dragon is the dragon , the son born will not have so many mutations.

They are all demons, but they have different ethnic groups.

"It doesn't look like it, his body is a bit ugly."

In front of his father, Qin Yu did not hesitate to call his son ugly.

His father didn't care either. He didn't pay attention to the two little fights, but he noticed that Qin Yu seemed very interested.

"Are you interested in the method of demon cultivation? Do you also want to learn?"

"Ah, can't you?"

"You are not a demon..." The Eastern Emperor thought of the perverted behavior of the other party who thought that the demon cultivator could increase his strength and fell into a demon. The most basic requirement is the demon, if the human race is practicing, it will delay the righteous way, although it is not difficult for you, but I don't think the method of demon cultivation will be higher than the orthodoxy you have mastered now."

Let's just say that this great emperor is not coquettish and contrived at all, he is very pragmatic, and he doesn't make the demon cultivation high-end.

"Hey, I can try to become a demon. Of course, it's not the pure-bred demon race you think, just do it on the body. You also know that I sometimes start with my own physique and do some research."

Emperor Donghuang was thoughtful: "Shemale?"

Qin Yu: "..."

I suspect you are dissing me.

"However, if you learn the skills of attacking, it's fine." The Eastern Emperor would not veto everything about his demon way, seeing that Qin Yu was really interested, his eyes were still fixed on the field, and he also turned his head to look.

I happened to see my two sons, one with a shape and one without a shape, fighting frantically with a fat cat and a golden lion.

Beating and cursing at the same time.

What are you a bitch, you stinky bastard.

A certain female devil watched with relish, and occasionally tweeted at him.

That look. ． ． ． Quite meaningful.

Turtle son and stinky **** his father. The Eastern Emperor was expressionless, and took a deep look at the two sons who were fighting on the stage.

In the martial arts arena, Jiaojiao and the third prince shuddered together, separated, and started another wave of scolding. ． ．

"It's meaningless to see the two of them, it's better to see..."

Qin Yu turned his face away, "Look...yours?"

This sudden sentence seems very natural, with a gentle tone, long eyes, and the faint fragrance of wine.

Naturally, it's not very intimate, but it makes people feel inexplicably that there is an atmosphere. ． ． It may be because when she looks at people sideways, her lines are clear, but she is embellished and smudged. The sexyness melted in the edges and corners makes one's heart enveloped by the melting warm color.

Huang Jinbi feels that he may be a bit idle recently, but he is so literary and artistic that he can appreciate the beauty and temptation of his host?

Could it be that she lost her sense of existential crisis after her strength and status rose, so she thought about these indiscretions for her? It shouldn't be!

And the target is the emperor!

He is guilty!

Compared to Huang Jinbi's open mind, the Eastern Emperor just glanced indifferently, then calmly looked away, without thinking too much, and just said indifferently: "In the imperial arsenal, I will give you permission. Take a look for yourself."

Probably there is also a guide to his practice.

Qin Yu is also used to this generosity, accepted it calmly, and blinked: "Thank you very much, then you go to my place to buy medicine, and I will give you a 9.19% discount. I don't give discounts to ordinary people. Oh."

That's really generous.

Thank you family.

Just at this time, there was a loud bang on the arena below, and the result came out.

No one is surprised.

But a large group of fairies below were shocked.

"This is impossible!"

"Third!"

"Third brother!"

In fact, Jiaojiao and the third prince didn't fight for a long time. My own cold and ruthless father was partial and selfish, and made a fuss about this good-for-nothing boy.

Jealous, so jealous.

They are furious!

"He should have used Qiankun's leverage just now! This is our demon cultivator's medium attack skill, how could he do it!"

With the help of Qiankun, they all know it, not to mention them, they can mix in the dynasty, especially the strong ones under the royal blood have already learned it, but this kind of skills, how can this super fat scumbag!

This is impossible!

"It must be that the father used a special method to enlighten him!"

Oh my god, this is too partial, no, their hearts can't stand it!

Fuck him!

The two princes were about to go mad with jealousy, and were about to explode, when they saw a fat man with a backflip lightly landed a few hundred meters away, with fat body trembling, stretched out his small claws, and pointed at them.

"Come up? All right, just go up together."

Then he stretched out one paw, still pointing at them, and put the other hand on his lower back, moved his left leg a step away, and made a very. ． ． It's hard to describe, but it's a pose that makes people feel underwhelmed every minute.

Elegant and calm, the atmosphere is gray and often pretends to be aggressive.

Second Prince and Fourth Prince: Fuck!

The third prince who was injured and fell to the ground and was helped up: Fuck!

Fuck him!

There was a resurgence in the arena, and a low laugh could be clearly heard in the box.

This man doesn't look like a practitioner when he smiles.

Emperor Donghuang frowned, looked at her, but didn't speak.

Qin Yu knew he was asking.

Ao, as a great emperor, there are things he doesn't understand.

"His purpose is not to fight three with one, nor to bully others."

Emperor Donghuang: "Huh?"

Well, this one has a nasal sound, undisciplined and inexplicably arrogant.

Qin Yu suddenly got a little similarity between the two couples.

"That's...do you know Ip Man?"

Emperor Donghuang: "I probably know."

Qin Yu was ready to put on a pose to popularize knowledge for him, but he didn't expect the other party to reply, "Ah, so, how do you know? You have investigated the culture of the earth? Is it because of Jiaojiao?"

"It has nothing to do with him."

"Huh...?"

Qin Yu also subconsciously lengthened the final sound.

The atmosphere suddenly became lighter, and there was a strange silence. Qin Yu turned his head and saw a fat cat surrounded by three giant beasts on the stage.

Actually, Jiaojiao is not the protagonist of the show. How much precious training can the three emperor's sons get from the missing ten thousand years?

The gap has always existed, and there is a gap between physique and demon power alone.

But. ． ． The gap is smaller than the Eastern Emperor estimated.

"Did you benefit him when you ascended?"

Qin Yu looked at him strangely, as if asking why not?

"Except for potions."

"When the fortune is brilliant, share it."

"..."

Emperor Donghuang looked at Qin Yu with deep eyes. Qin Yu touched his arm and moved it away silently, but he seemed to think of something, so he couldn't help asking softly.

"Now...do you think I'm good, pure and unaffected."

Emperor Donghuang tapped his slender fingers on the railing lightly, and was about to speak when Qin Yu asked, "Have you considered accepting me as a righteous daughter?"

Eastern Emperor: "..."

"If you like your son...so can I."

You can, you can, you seem to be able to do anything.

Take a look like a preserved egg?

I can't kill you.

About being hit a few days ago, the Eastern Emperor became a little resistant, and said calmly: "I have enough sons, you can consider Zen Master."

"Her? She can't do it..."

"Why?"

"She has no money like you."

It's really pure and unaffected, especially straightforward.

Qin Yu saw that the Eastern Emperor had a strange expression and dark eyes.

Does the emperor have such virtues?

This is unfathomable, and I feel like talking.

"What kind of expression do you have...I'm relatively simple, honest, and general. If you have something to say, don't be angry if you offend me."

"I'm not angry, after all, I'm not the one who offended ~IndoMTL.com~ Then..."

Am I offending a Zen master then?

It's okay, unless she is there. ． ．

Is she there?

Qin Yu suddenly saw the shadow of a woman in the pupils of the Eastern Emperor.

It was Qin Yu herself, but there was a woman standing behind her.

White clothes win snow, long hair shawls.

If you ignore the beauty of the appearance, the background effect is really like a ghost movie.

Sadako? Kayako?

Anyway, Qin Yu felt that he had to be overwhelmed.

Did she just say something? Actually didn't say anything. ． ． Bar?