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(Extra) Follow-up: Sweet Burden

Yun Qingyan brought their ugly expressions into their eyes and curled his lips lazily, "I want to pick red ginseng yourself, or exchange them with the villagers equally, otherwise you don't want to take away a red ginseng.

Now, bring your stuff and get out of the village.”

Ling Tong, a woman in green shirt, covered her forehead in a mess, "You are involved in our Zixiao Sect's affairs, aren't you afraid that our Zixiao Sect will cause trouble for you?"

Yun Qingyan raised her eyebrows and looked at her lazyly, "Are you threatening me?"

Ling Tong sneered, "You can also think it is a threat.

Although our Zixiao Sect does not want to have conflicts with practitioners, we are not vegetarians.

You can do it yourself.”

"I think it makes sense after hearing what you said." Yun Qingyan nodded, "It seems that I shouldn't have let you go back.

If you kill you, no one will complain.”

Ling Tong's face was stunned and pale in an instant.

The other men looked at Ling Tong angrily, "Ling Tong!"

The other few people looked at Yun Qingyan in fear. No matter how arrogant they were before, they were still afraid of death.

Yun Qingyan looked at their trembling bodies, and for a moment, the evil taste in his heart was satisfied, "Don't worry. I won't kill you."

After all, if you kill you, who will help me tell your sect leader?”

To completely solve the problems in the village, it is useless to solve only a few miscellaneous fish. The key is to solve the source.

Dai Jun and others looked at Yun Qingyan in shock!

Most people offend their Zixiao Sect and do not want the sect leader to know about it. She actually did the opposite!

Is it fearless or a high opinion of oneself?

Yun Qingyan's smile was faint, and her lazy posture seemed to have nothing to care about, "In my eyes, your Zixiao Sect is nothing."

Ling Tong's eyes were as if light was oozing out, and she sneered, "Don't worry, I will tell the sect leader your words truthfully."

Immediately afterwards, several people helped each other and left.

When I came, I was angry, but when I left, I was like a dog with a broken family.

The old village chief was a little worried, "Yun Girl, I heard that the Zixiao Sect is also very famous among practitioners and is very powerful.

Will you be in trouble if you do this?"

Yun Qingyan smiled, "Old village chief, just let it go a hundred times.

My husband is also very awesome.

A small Zixiao Sect is not afraid at all. Is it? Xiaoqueque?"

She turned to look at Di Jiuque.

Emperor Jiuque's narrow and long eyes were clear and moving, and his thin red lips pursed his doting curve, "Yes."

"Mr. Keque has only one person... Zixiao Sect has many disciples." The old village chief was still worried.

"What is Zixiao Sect? My husband is better than thousands of troops!" Yun Qingyan raised his eyebrows and showed off his husband shamelessly.

Don't think she can't see it.

Di Jiuque seemed to be keeping his reserved appearance, but the curve of the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed.

She hummed twice the arrogant and madman, then poked the flawless face with her hand, "I just want to laugh but I have to endure it.

Why are you so reserved?"

Di Jiuque, who was exposed, coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

As for the blame wife exposes her thoughts mercilessly? It doesn’t exist!

Neither dare nor willing to let go.

"Qingyan, it's time to eat dates."

Yun Qingyan's face, which was originally teasing, collapsed in an instant.

Date palms are nothing else, they are just a kind of... milk-inducing fruit.

In order to ensure sufficient milk, Di Jiuque didn't know where to get all kinds of folk recipes from, from fruits to food, medicinal food and desserts, all of which are milk-enhancing. They eat them in different ways every day, but it's not okay if you don't eat them!

What a sweet burden.

Yun Qingyan looked bitter and whispered, "Ajiu, I don't want to eat anymore. I feel that I have over-padded my head and my chest hurts."

"Have you made up too much?" Di Jiuque raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Yun Qingyan with clear eyes.

Yun Qingyan suddenly had a bad premonition, but

He nodded consciously, "Yes! It's too much to make up! No need to make up! Xiao Dige can't eat so much!"

After hearing this, Di Jiuque handed over Xiao Dige to Grandma Chen, "Grandma, please help me take care of Dige."
Chapter completed!
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