Vol 3 Chapter 3410: go kill the turtle

Qin Chen couldn't take it anymore.
I had regained some strength.
But now, I was almost shaken to death by this guy.
This person should be a powerful figure of Jinxian, right?
"Don't...don't..." Qin Chen said weakly.
"turtle?
Miko wants to eat turtles? "
The man hurriedly said: "Lingyan, go and kill the turtle!"
"Kill all the turtles on our Sanyuan Island and make soup for the son of God!"
Wu Lingyan came over at this moment and said speechlessly, "Father... The Son of God should have said... don't touch him!"
"what?"
Hearing this, Wu Heyu released his hands.
bang.
Qin Chen's body fell straight down.
groove! Even if you don't die, you are also killed! Qin Chen was powerless to complain.
After a while, Qin Chen moved his fingers and said weakly, "Help...help..." "Son of God wants to eat mussels?
We have more Sanyuan Island! "
Wu Heyu hurriedly said.
mussel! Clam your sister! "Clothes...clothes..." Wu Lingyan finally couldn't take it anymore, she stepped forward, picked up the clothes on the side of the bed, and put them on Qin Chen.
"Father, Shenzi wants to put on clothes..." Wu Heyu blushed when he heard this, coughed and said, "That, sorry, Shenzi, I'm too excited, sorry, sorry!"
Wu Heyu watched his daughter help the son of God get dressed. He couldn't help but glanced at Qin Chen's body, then gave a thumbs up and said, "The son of God has enough capital!"
Bull fork your sister! Qin Chen really wants to hit people now! It's been many years and I haven't been so embarrassed! Here, a woman named Wu Lingyan is slowly dressing Qin Chen.
The jade hand stroked Qin Chen's skin lightly, making Qin Chen speechless in his heart: Miss, can you stop screeching! After a long time of grinding, I put on my shirt.
But at this moment, outside the door, figures suddenly poured in.
At this time, Qin Chen could not wait to cover his cheeks and let him die.
Did you make a mistake! Can you put on your shirt first! "God is awake?"
A group arrives.
Headed by three old men, followed by two middle-aged people, followed by two young people.
The three old men have white hair and beard, but the aura in their bodies is extraordinarily tyrannical.
And even though he was wearing a strange sacrificial robe, his exposed hands and cheeks seemed to have very delicate skin.
The breath of these three people is stronger than this Wu Heyu.
The two middle-aged men behind the three old men were also burly and powerful, with a faint golden pattern on their bodies.
It's all Jinxian! "Son of God, how does Son of God feel?"
One of the old men in gray sacrificial robes came to the bed and said with a smile, "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up."
At this time, the scene in the house was very strange.
Several big men.
Looking at a wounded man on the bed.
A woman beside the bed dressed the wounded again.
Wu Lingyan was worried about hurting Qin Chen, so she dressed very carefully and slowly, she even jumped on the bed and squatted on Qin Chen's body and slowly put it on... At this moment, Qin Chen closed his eyes.
"What happened to God?"
The three old men panicked immediately.
Wu Heyu hurriedly said: "Wu Lingyan, don't wear it, don't wear it, the Son of God has passed out, take it off quickly, put on the medicine!"
I'm taking medicine, your sister! Qin Chen opened his eyes and said slowly, "I...it's okay..." Hearing this, several people suddenly felt relieved.
"You..." Looking at a few people, Qin Chen said intermittently, "Can you go out!"
When several people heard the words, they were stunned.
It's just that the Son of God has something to say, don't dare not obey.
Several figures exited one by one.
At this moment, Wu Lingyan raised her pants to Qin Chen's thigh, unconsciously stunned there.
"Does it look good?"
Qin Chen said sullenly, "You go out too!"
"what?"
Wu Lingyan couldn't help saying: "You can't wear clothes yourself!"
"I can!"
"You can not!"
"I can!"
In the end, Wu Lingyan was helpless and walked out of the room.
In the room, Qin Chen covered his face.
He was thinking about killing all these people.
If this matter spreads out, do you want the face of the Yuanhuang Divine Emperor?
But after thinking about it carefully, Qin Chen dismissed the idea.
As a human being, you can't take revenge for kindness! outside the room.
Nine figures stood still.
These nine people came from the three major clans, and they were the high priest, the patriarch, and the children of the patriarch.
At this moment, Wu Thing, the high priest of the Wu clan, is the old man in the gray sacrificial clothes.
Wu Hao said: "The son of God is seriously injured, tell the clansmen, everyone will stand up again."
"When the son of God recovers from his injuries and recuperates, the crisis of our Wu clan, Taki clan, and Pang clan will definitely be resolved."
As the high priest of the Pang clan, the slightly fat high priest Pang Bo also nodded and said, "Yes, yes, no rush, no rush."
Taki Yue, the high priest of the Taki clan, looked taller, shook his hands, and said, "The Son of God is a lucky star, we will definitely survive this crisis!"
Among the three major clans, the three high priests have higher status than the clan chiefs, and have always made up their minds.
Just like a few people talking.
With a creak, the door opened.
Qin Chen got dressed and walked out.
At this moment, the sun shines on Qin Chen's body, revealing his fair skin, which is somewhat radiant.
Bright and white face, revealing angular handsomeness.
The dark and deep eyes are full of charming colors.
Qin Chen always liked white shirts, but this time, Wu Lingyan's clothes were very characteristic of Sanyuan Island.
The inner lining is a close-fitting soft fleece jacket, and the outer jacket is also a cardigan with fleece edges.
The long gown is dark blue, which makes Qin Chen look handsome and delicate, with a bit of masculinity.
Seeing Qin Chen like this, Wu Lingyan felt complacent.
The clothes were chosen by her.
It looks fine.
"Son of God!"
At this time, the faces of the three high priests Wu Yu, Pang Bo, and Taki Yue all changed.
"You... why did you come out!"
The great sacrificial priest Wu Yu hurriedly said, "It's windy outside, it's better to stay in the room!"
Qin Chen was speechless.
I was hurt a lot.
But I'm not sick.
After all, he is an angel, what is this wind?
Huhu... As if to confirm Wu Thing's words, a gust of wind came towards him.
Qin Chen couldn't help wrapping his clothes.
Indeed, a little cold.
"Well, I just wanted to see what it was like outside."
With that said, Qin Chen returned to the room.
Several people followed.
…in the room.
There were no chairs, everyone sat on the floor.
Qin Chen was invited to the first seat and sat on the furry cushion, which was quite comfortable.
On the left and right sides, the three clans and nine people took their seats one after another.
After a brief understanding, Qin Chen also knew the names of these people.
The old man in the gray robe was named Wu Ling, the high priest of the Wu clan, middle-aged by his side, the patriarch Wu Heyu, and Wu Lingyan, the daughter of the patriarch Wu Heyu.
The slightly fat old man, Pang Bo, the high priest of the Pang clan, and the middle-aged man behind him also looked a little fat. His name was Pang Donglai, the patriarch of the Pang clan.
Behind Pang Donglai, there is a young man who is even fatter! The young man's name is Pang Qiu, the son of Pang Donglai!