Chapter 7085: Silly man

"The ancestors, you said, the father of the year, for the sake of Yusheng, killing the mother?"
Zhao Yucheng was full of pain, and he trembled slightly, asking with obvious grief.
"Not for your cheaper brother, it is to return to the Zhao family, this kid, but this is just a chess piece, or you think your father is dead, can he still live to the present?" Zhao Dongsong sneered.
"The father is dead, is the hand of the ancestors?" Zhao Yucheng felt that the whole person was about to collapse.
"Yes, what is the ancestral training of the Fenghuang Zhao family? The first one is that you can't return to the Zhao family of the Chenmen. The offenders are executed. If you are the lord, you will not be spared!" Zhao Dongsong is cold.
Even if Ye Qian experienced a lot of things, he could hear the scalp numb at this time. This match was killed. Ye Qian couldn’t even tell who was right or wrong. He quietly sent a message to Bai Qingchen, who was not far away. "Bai Shijie, are we still participating in this matter?"
That's right, especially why Ye Qian feels this embarrassment and comes back a bit.
This kind of thing, where outsiders can intervene, is too complicated.
If you still have a little bit of watching the drama before, I heard this, Ye Qian did not say that he participated, he did not want to listen, and his scalp was numb.
It is simply unclear.
"The younger brother said, I am sleepy, what is the conclusion, Ye Shidi said to me again, I will take a break!"
After a while, Ye Qian’s ear came from Bai Qingchen with a slightly playful voice, which made Ye Qian quite helpless, and regretted that he had just taken the big bag to the scene.
Ye Qian still didn't want to understand this. Zhao Yucheng asked another more exciting question: "Is the emperor violent, is it the hand of the ancestors?"
This emperor, I am afraid that even the one who has never been born, is the owner of the fallen maple country. Ye Qian thought of it. However, his eyes fell on Zhao Dongsong’s body. This old man is really embarrassed.
"Yes, your emperor wants to inherit your father's legacy, and will continue to bring the Feng Zhao family to the Zhaomen, so he can only die!" Zhao Dongsong did not have any concealment, admitted frankly, and took the stock to the ancestors. Proud look of training.
"..." Ye Qian’s face looked up at Zhao Dongsong, the descendant of his own. It’s really not soft. According to him, Zhao Yucheng’s father is Zhao Sisong’s fourth grandson, Zhao Yucheng. This generation is regarded as the Five Suns. If this is the birth of Zhao Yusheng, it is the Sixth Sun.
This special continuation of the death of the three generations of grandsons is simply unspeakable, but it is true that Zhao Dongsong is the family law in the name of the ancestral training. In the world of practitioners, only the perspective of the practitioners’ family, There is nothing wrong with it.
"So, is the ancestor coming to take the life of my father and son?" Zhao Yusheng was a cockroach, and asked awkwardly, he had no idea how to be good at this time. Today, this short conversation made all his knowledge, all overturned. I also stepped into the mud, and I am afraid that I will never see the sun again in my life.
"If you feel at ease as a happy prince, I will not care about you, but if you want to plot the position of the king, then I can't sit back and watch. If there is no Baidaoyou and Ye Daoyou, you are dead today, look at their faces. I can give you three days to leave the land of the Fengguo country and never come back. Whether you are just looking for a place to settle down, or going to the Zhaomen family, you will follow you."
Zhao Dongsong specially looked at Ye Qian on one side, and there was a meaning in the eyes that I already gave you a face.
In fact, Ye Qian is too lazy to participate in this kind of breaking. He personally thinks that Zhao Dongsong’s disposal is OK, but he and Bai Qingchen came over, after all, it was to help Zhao Yusheng.
"Think about it, don't worry!" Ye Qian said to the confused Zhao Yusheng: "If you still want your son to be the leader of the country, I can help you with Bai Shijie, even your own country." No problem, but the premise is that we must drive away or kill the Zhao Dongsong..."
When Ye Qian said this, Zhao Yusheng’s eyes suddenly turned bright and immediately went out, while Zhao Dongsong on the other side was a hop, and was really stimulated by Ye Qian’s words.
When did he, Zhao Dongsong, as the strongman of the eight-year-old ancestor level, became the existence of other people, can be arbitrarily killed?
I think that Bai Qingchen and Ye Qian are all at this time. If you really want to leave him, maybe he really wants to explain it again. Zhao Dongsong forcibly swallowed the bad smell of his heart. He has already seen Zhao Yusheng shake his head and did not agree with Ye Qian. The argument.
"Without the ancestors, we can't keep the foundation of the country!" Zhao Yusheng smiled, and at this time he felt more sober.
"But you can bring down the Fengguo country and return to the Zhaomen family!" Ye Qian said indifferently, if Zhao Yusheng rushed to go to the Zhaomen family, who knows who he is, but with the name of the falling country, it is true. It is also a matter of course to have the blood of the Zhao family and to be re-engaged in the Zhao family.
"..." Zhao Yusheng glanced at the ancestor Zhao Dongsong and muttered: "The father, the emperor, violated the ancestral training, and the ancestors shot, and there is nothing wrong with it. The father and the emperor want to return to the Zhao family, and it is also for us. To find a way out, after all, the door is the real behemoth, and I am right, what can I do wrong, what is wrong?"
"That's it, the younger generation does not want to toss, take the family, leave the Fengguo country, find a place to live in seclusion, never come back!" Zhao Yusheng said with a smile, but laughter is quite tragic.

So that’s it?
Ye Qian didn’t know how to describe it, but simply asked.
"That's it!" Zhao Yusheng looked down at the child in his arms and whispered, as if he had accepted his life.
"So Zhao Daoyou..." Ye Qian turned his head to Zhao Dongsong, who was cold-faced. "Zhao Yusheng left his family with his family and never returned. You don't kill them any more. If there is no objection, let's set it up." !"
"That's it... give you a month!"
Zhao Dongsong nodded and said to Zhao Yusheng, and took off, "Let's go!"
The three kendo practitioners who watched the audience in the field suddenly woke up, followed the fallen ancestor Zhao Dongsong, turned into three red streams, and left.
"Arrange the next home, what is the matter, come to the guest room here to find us!" Ye Qian patted Zhao Yusheng's shoulder, and patted Zhao Yucheng's shoulders of the same sad reminder, said: "Want to open!"
After that, Ye Qian left, leaving two brothers to talk without words.
I didn't pay any attention to the chicken feathers of Zhao's family. Ye Qian returned to the room and saw Bai Qingchen sitting at the tea table. He had already given Ye Qian a cup of tea.
"The younger brother has worked hard, come and moisten his throat!" Bai Qingchen took a smile and took the tea to Ye Qian.
"Isn't the sister-in-law resting?" Ye Qian did not take a good look at the white dust and took the tea.
"Wake up again, the younger brother is really slow!" Bai Qingchen stunned his eyes, a serious way.
"..." Ye Qian was speechless, but she did not expect her to be such a white sister.
"Is this appropriate?" Bai Qingchen asked with some uneasiness. It seems that they are here, it doesn't make much sense.
"I have to kill Zhao Dongsong, and then force Zhao Yusheng or his son to become the country leader, is it not a white one?" Ye Qian sighed, said, "I think this is very good, the outcome is that both sides accept of!"
"Then we will leave tomorrow?" Bai Qingchen nodded, and asked some disappointment.
"Well, the matter here is gone. There are two of us. Zhao Dongsong definitely can't make any moths. I can go back tomorrow!" Ye Qian nodded. They came to the country before yesterday, and they did nothing yesterday. Fortunately, Zhao Yusheng’s wife was born today, and there is no need to them to the city of Fengjing in Kyoto. Otherwise, they have to wait for a few days.
"Stupid!" Bai Qingchen whispered a word, got up and left, leaving a sentence: "This time I really went to rest!"
"..." Ye Qian looked awkward, and the woman was really a moody creature. He really didn't know which sentence provoked the white dust.
When the white dust leaves, Ye Qian also returns to the bedroom and continues to learn the seeds of the law of the body. Although he can also take time to refine the alchemy, it is best to return to the gate of the gate. Because there is a fire, he only needs to put the material into the god. The wasteland, and then put the gods and dynasties into the lava, the roots do not need to transport their own spiritual power, and the gods can absorb the fire and alchemy.
This is the welfare brought by the awakening of God.
In the evening, Zhao Yusheng came to visit, and Bai Qingchen did not come out. Ye Qian was entertained.
After a few words, after expressing a thank-you, Zhao Yusheng took out a storage ring and placed it in front of Ye Qian. He said very sincerely to Ye Qian: "The younger generation knows that you and the white elders may not lack this thing, but It’s always a little bit of a younger generation. I heard that the predecessors of Ye’s family like wine. They specially put the five-year-old maple syrup in the ten altars. It is the specialty wine of the Fengguo country. I hope that the predecessors of Ye will not be disgusted!

"I don't want to give up, I don't want to give up, how can I dislike it?" Ye Qian still wanted to ask if the white dust could be collected, but when he heard that there were five hundred years of maple syrup, he immediately took the storage ring in his hand and smiled. Look at Zhao Yusheng's eyes.
In today's storage ring, all of them are ordinary wines of a hundred years, and the five hundred years have long been out of stock.
This is the most unbearable thing for him. There is no tradition of brewing spirits in the door. For Ye Qian, it is not a general sad reminder.
It’s hard to have five hundred years now. Even if I listen to the name of this liquor, it’s like a liqueur. Ye Qian can’t take it anymore.
"The younger generation will not bother the rest of the seniors!" Zhao Yusheng sent a thank you, and he said goodbye. There are too many things happening today. In his home, there is a big brother Zhao Yucheng's family. There are a lot of things that can't be straightened out.
"White sister, drink?" Ye Qian held a jar of jars wrapped in jade bottles and knocked on the door of the white dust room.
"Don't drink!" The voice of Bai Qingchen is very cold. She really doesn't drink it, but she also has a little bit of reason why she will return to Yemen tomorrow. If she goes, she can't get along with Ye Qian. Many people have mixed eyes.
She is just a temptation, I did not expect that Ye Qian really wants to go back tomorrow!
Doesn't he want to spend a few more days with himself?
"Oh, what Zhao Yusheng sent, I will give you a door." Ye Qian put the storage ring at the door, and held the jar of wine on the roof, lying down, looking at the night sky, a pan-sweet At the entrance of the maple syrup, Ye Qian’s mind appeared as a figure.
It’s not Yuanxiao, it’s Tushanhonghong, Ye Qian wants to drink with her...
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