The beauty god is forced to love every day

"Come in." Yan Qing's voice came from the room.

Lin Ciyan took a deep breath, pushed the door open and walked in. He held Lin Qingyang in his arms and looked at Yan Qing nervously.

"Master, I...I have something I want to tell you."

Yan Qing opened her eyelids and took a look. She immediately knew what he wanted to say and said directly, "If you want to raise this child, then raise it."

"But there is one thing, you have to be responsible for him. If you don't take responsibility in the future, then death will be waiting for you."

"Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Lin Ciyan was obviously stunned, and nodded dully, "I understand."

Yan Qing kept moving his hands and glanced sideways, "Anything else?"

Lin Ciyan: “No.”

"Then get out." Yan Qing said coldly. He was opening up the first acupuncture point in Yuwen Si's body. This was the weak point of the Golden Dragon bloodline.

It has 180 acupoints, and as the blood awakens little by little, it will automatically impact these acupoints to strengthen the body.

Finally obtain a strong body.

But last night, something unexpected happened. Yu Wen Si impacted the acupoints prematurely, causing his body to collapse.

Seeing that he couldn't hold on any longer, he had no choice but to take action.

Until he went out, Lin Ciyan felt dazed and a little unreal that his master had agreed to let him raise Lin Qingyang.

After returning to the room, he excitedly picked up Lin Qingyang and spun him around, then kissed his forehead lovingly, "Ayang, we are a family from now on."

"Brother will treat you well forever."

Lin Qingyang, who seemed to understand, gave Lin Ciyan a kiss and smiled sweetly. From then on, the two homeless children formed a small home that belonged to them alone.

We will stay together and accompany each other for the rest of our lives.

When Yan Qing came out of the room, three days had passed. Yuwen Si also survived the crisis without any danger and made a step forward because of it.

Reached the middle stage of Jindan.

During these days, Lin Ciyan had nothing to do but practice formations or play with Lin Qingyang, and Yi Er just ate every day.

It's only been a few days since I last saw him, but Yan has obviously gained a lot of weight. He has become very round, especially his face.

She pinched Yi Er's face with a bit of disgust, "How much have you eaten these days?"

Yi Er felt a little pain from being pinched, and looked at Yan Qing aggrievedly, "I just ate a little bit, Boss, I haven't seen you for a few days, why do you pinch me as soon as we meet?"

Yan Qing let go of Yi Er, put his fingertips on the center of Yi Er's brow, and reviewed all his experiences over the past few days.

Finally, with a dark face, he lifted up Yi Er with one hand and said, "You are really stupid and have a lot of money. Do you know how much you can buy with those spirit stones?"

"The Qianwu Dynasty can't even have so many spirit stones in a year. You've been cheated, but you're still rushing to give money away. You're eating immortal meat! It's so expensive."

After such a long time, Yuwen Si and Lin Ciyan had never seen their master speak so much, and he seemed really angry.

Yi Er spoke in confusion, his big round eyes full of doubt, "Does that mean they overcharged me?"

Yan Qing looked at it like a fool, and finally put it into the space, "Go in and reflect on it. When you figure it out, come out."

After Yi Er was taken into the space, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Lin Ci Yan and Yu Wen Si looked at each other, and both tacitly did not dare to speak.

Lin Qingyang had the mentality of a child, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Lin Ciyan quickly covered his mouth and nodded towards him.

Motion not to speak.

Yan Qing pondered for a moment and finally decided to let it go. After all, he didn't want to embarrass himself again with such a shameful pet.

He turned to look at the two people behind him, "Let's go to the palace."

"Yes, Master." Yuwen Si and Lin Ci Ya responded immediately.

The three of them headed quickly towards the palace. Because of what happened before, Yan Qing had no good feelings towards the Qianwu Dynasty, so he directly appeared in the hall with his men.

The emperor and ministers of the Qianwu Dynasty were discussing state affairs. The sudden appearance of Yan Qing and the other two caused the hall to fall into silence.

The emperor was startled at first, but then quickly calmed down. After all, someone who could break into the imperial palace so easily must be extremely powerful.

He stood up and bowed slightly, "Who are you? Why did you trespass into the palace of the Qianwu Dynasty?"

Yan Qing looked indifferent, and appeared at a high position in a moment with his disciples, "I don't remember who destroyed your soul."

As soon as these words came out, Emperor Teng Jiao of the Qianwu Dynasty reacted immediately, his brown pupils shrank sharply, "It's you!!!"

Yan Qing snapped his fingers, and an invisible force suddenly appeared around him, forcing everyone to kneel on the ground.

"Since you recognized me, I will give you a chance now. Tell me why you sent people to destroy the Yuwen clan."

Teng Jiao knelt in humiliation, with pressure constantly surging from his body. He wanted to get up, but he couldn't get up no matter what.

He also knew that he was no match for this man. After thinking about it, he decided to pretend to obey. "It was the priest who predicted that the golden dragon would destroy the Qianwu Dynasty."

"We were deceived by the High Priest, which led to this incident. Please spare our lives, Immortal."

Yan Qing sat on the dragon chair, propping up his head with one hand, and looked at Yuwen Si nonchalantly, "Ah Si, what do you want to do?"

"To kill, or not to kill."

Yuwen Si clenched his fists, with murderous intent in his eyes, "Kill, it's because of him that the Yuwen family was exterminated, he can't escape the blame."

Yan Qing nodded and looked down at Teng Jiao, "Just commit suicide!"

Teng Jiao's face was pale. He was unwilling to die like this, but under Yan Qing's powerful pressure, he had no power to resist at all.

His voice trembled, "Master, can you spare my life? I am willing to offer the entire Qianwu Dynasty to you, Master. Please show mercy."

Yan Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, and disdain flashed in her blue eyes, "No need, you will die today, no one can save you."

Teng Jiao closed his eyes in despair, knowing that he had no chance of survival. He gritted his teeth and was about to commit suicide when an old voice suddenly sounded, "Wait!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a white-haired old man slowly approaching. When Teng Jiao saw the old man, he felt like he had found a life-saving straw and hurriedly shouted, "Master Priest, save me!"

The priest appeared in the hall in a flash and snorted coldly, "Who dares to cause trouble here?"

Yan Qing raised his eyes slightly and looked over, his eyes moved slightly. He was a little surprised to see a Divine Transformation cultivator here.

But his life span is about to run out, like a candle in the wind or the last rays of the setting sun, it is of no use.

A cold voice came out slowly, "It's me."

The priest looked in the direction of the voice, and when he saw Yan Qing's face clearly, he knelt down suddenly, "Greetings, Qingshui Immortal Venerable."