But many times, her bright and cheerful eyes always flickered with an emotion called emptiness, so cold and thin that there was nothing there.
At that time, she was a little inexplicably scary.
As she was torturing him like this, she kept showing cheerful expressions, and her cool eyes were stained with such emotions.
Yan Zili felt that this was good.
She should always be like this, and she made him happy.
So good Su Qian looked at Yan Zili's lifeless look, raised his eyebrows, and smacked his chin in thought.
Is this girl really a little too good?
This made her feel very unfulfilled.
She stabbed Yan Zi's handsome face fiercely with the whip, causing his face to turn red.
She even said in confusion, "Young man, you have to learn to resist."
If you resist, I will have fun.
You make me lose my desire to say this.
Yan Zili saw the man's suddenly unhappy expression, blinked in confusion, and frowned, "You said it, be obedient." "" Damn She shot herself in the foot.
The corner of Su Qian's mouth twitched, she kicked him and said viciously, "You are not allowed to eat or sleep until you get up and continue."
"good."
The good boy Yan Zili got up in embarrassment from the ground, picked up the buckets and walked towards the deep well in the yard, hung the buckets on the hooks, threw them into the well, filled them with water, lifted them up, hung them on the plum blossom stakes, and Jumped up and continued the so-called, ahem, practice.
Lingqing I have an inexplicable feeling that this young man is choking, right?
Be honest and silent, I will do whatever you ask me to do, whether you are angry or not angry, whether you find fault with me or not, whatever you say is what you say, you behave so well , it makes people a little worried for no reason.
Is this considered silent, purely natural resistance?
Lingqing looked at the unhappy face of the boss, laughed evilly, touched her chin and muttered, who is torturing whom?
By the time Yan Zili was able to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, no matter how hard Lingqing scratched the dog's tail grass without any reaction, time had already sneaked away and wandered to the end of the year.
However, Lingqing's cultivation level has not increased, and her physical strength alone can keep up with Lingqing who is in the Bigu stage and still not fall behind.
This shocked Lingqing.
She took back her hand and stared dumbfounded at Su Qian, who was still spending the day leisurely, leaning on the soft couch, dressed in green clothes, and said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, he, he"
"Why are you stammering like this after your tongue was taken away by the cat?"
Suqian raised her head from the tablet and glared at Lingqing, who had caused her to grab someone's head, with displeasure on her brows.
"No, Your Majesty."
Lingqing jumped over and pointed in shock.
Yan Zili, who also didn't quite understand how he became so powerful, "What did you do to him?
Why is he still capable of building foundations?"
Even though I didn’t put much effort into fighting against me, I still managed to win, but it’s amazing.
It’s only been half a year.”
Looking at the two bastards who were obviously frightened, Su Qian hummed, put away the tablet, and raised his chin, "You still don't know what I did to him.
In the eyes of cultivators, cultivation is the foundation.
With cultivation, You can continuously improve and strengthen yourself, but for me, the body is the foundation, and cultivation is the icing on the cake, understand."
Lingqing looked confused, what do you mean?
But Yan Zili frowned, vaguely seeming to understand.
"not understand" Suqian raised her eyebrows, looking at Lingqing's silly little face, and raised the corners of her lips.
"not understand."
Lingqing, who was upright and not ashamed to ask questions, shook her head decisively to express that she really didn't understand.
"Then you don't need spiritual power, just rely on your body to practice with him for a while.
Then you will understand."
Su Qian was speechless for this upright girl, and waved her hand with some disgust, "Go away, don't disturb me and grab someone's head."
Lingqing Your Majesty, I can be considered as your half-disciple, you can’t do this, right?
Lingqing blinked her big watery eyes pitifully, hoping that this person would soften up and help her solve her doubts, but that person actually completely ignored her existence.
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The corners of her mouth twitched, yes, it’s not okay if she doesn’t ask anymore There is no harm in following the practice first.
The worst thing is to treat it as exercise.
Anyway, she has been stuck at the bottleneck recently, neither going up nor down, and she has not broken at all.
Dad said she has to have an epiphany on her own.
She can have an epiphany on her own.
Are you so confused?
Lingqing, who was worried, started from the most basic squatting plum blossom position, while Yan Zili walked the tightrope with weights.
The boy stood at the door and looked at the three people with strange shapes in the courtyard.
His mouth twitched, he coughed slightly, lowered his head respectfully, and said to Suqian, "Your Majesty, the master of the house, please come over."
"what" After Suqian grabbed the last head, she raised her eyes and blinked, "What's going on?"
boy I haven't said anything yet, you know
Seeing the look on the young man's face, Su Qian knew what he was thinking, and hummed twice, "Master Qin will not come to me when nothing happens, but as soon as he comes to me, there will be something big that he can't handle."
Yes, there’s no need to ask.” boy Well, that's exactly what happened.
He coughed lightly and said in a low voice, "Well, probably, maybe, it is said that the one was seriously injured."
"Who is that?"
Su Qian raised her eyebrows and rolled her eyes, "Emperor" The corner of the boy's mouth twitched, "No, it's Ancestor Cod."
"Oh, that old guy, he was about to die, so he asked someone to come over and notify him."
The ancestor of the cod, that is, the old referee at the time, that old man had a very elegant name, Bei Cod Pear, which was the same as a woman's name.
The boy was silent for a moment, "Maybe."
Hearing the two words in the boy's mouth, Su Qian paused for a moment, a little strange.
The old man should not have been so short-lived.
A Nascent Soul-level immortal cultivator can live at least five hundred years old, and it was said that not long ago He has successfully advanced to out-of-body experience, so he can live to be over six hundred years old no matter what.
But he is less than four hundred now, so he can live for another two hundred years, right?
As for serious injuries With Mr.
Falcon here, there's no serious injury he can't cure. unless Su Qian squinted her eyes.
Could it be that the skeleton ran away and contaminated him?
But you won’t die immediately if you get polluted, right?
There is a problem She clapped her little hands, stood up, and followed the boy to the study.
The atmosphere in the study was very serious.
The Qin family leader knew that he was going to the palace at a glance.
Otherwise, he rarely wore formal clothes.
When the Qin family leader saw Su Qian, his eyebrows were a little complicated.
He didn't know why he was here.
The ancestor wanted to see Wanwan in his final moments.
I heard that his tone was very anxious.
"Let's enter the palace together."
The head of the Qin family sighed.
For his daughter, he no longer expected her to call him daddy. aa2705221: