Yun Qingyan, “…”

Emperor Jiuque, you are young, not, young, childish!

"Eat?" When Yun Qingyan handed the bread fruit in his hand to Di Jiuque, he turned his head with disgust.

Too lazy to pay attention to him, Yun Qingyan took a sip of the green juice from the specialty of the Tarmor Desert and decided to give up this picky older child, and it is important to fill his stomach.

This man who doesn't grow up likes to eat or not, but he can't starve to death even if he reaches his level.

But after she took another bite of the bread fruit, Di Jiuque took a bite with her row of small tooth marks on the bread fruit.

Yun Qingyan's action of having supper was paused and glanced at the man next to him, "Do you like eating the places I've bitten?"

Di Jiuque raised his thin lips gently, and his face, which was born cold and arrogant, exuded a strange look. The moment of strange charm was no worse than Jiang Wuya.

“You’ve bitten better.”

Yun Qingyan: "..."

She stretched out her hand and touched Di Jiuque's forehead, "What did you give birth after you go back?" Why do you feel that every time he comes back, he will be more...slutty than before?

Yun Qingyan racked his brains and suddenly found two words from his mind.

What else can I do? Those who deal with the problems in the North will catch that guy Yaoya by the way. Every day, they secretly patrol the North and flirt with their wife while making trouble.

Of course, Emperor Jiuque would not say this.

He was serious and "handled some little bugs."

Yun Qingyan glanced at him suspiciously, and a voice in his heart told her that things were not that simple.

However, she was not interested in what Di Jiuque was in another plane, and she had always respected others' ** and did not continue to ask the bottom line.

Just as Emperor Jiuque jumped out from time to time to grab the food and killed the dinner, Yun Qingyan had the time to open the cloth bag sent by Lei Fei.

It was a bag full of basketball size, which was so bulging that it was filled with something, and a slight burst of violent fire energy came out.

Yun Qingyan guessed that it should be the fire crystal given to Di Jiuque by the high priest, but when she opened it, she realized that she was wrong, and she was very wrong!

That is obviously several fire-type elementary stones with higher energy and purer energy than fire crystals.

"I am worthy of being the high priest of the tribe, so rich." Yun Qingyan sighed.

Di Jiuque just glanced at him with disdain, "You're just some low-level energy stones, do you like it very much?"

Among the nine palaces, there are many energy stones that are higher than this.

"You don't want it?" Yun Qingyan pinched the mouth of the cloth bag, staring at Di Jiuque with his eyes wide open.

"If you like it, just use it for fun." The wide-eyed look hit the soft part of Di Jiuque's heart in somewhere. He smiled in a good mood and couldn't help but reach out and pinch Yun Qingyan's face.

These low-level energy stones have no effect on him at all.

Yun Qingyan glared at him, but after all, he was soft-mouthed and had short hands on him, so he didn't reach out to hit him directly.

After collecting the energy stone, Yun Qingyan ran directly to Lei Liang's house and was about to recover the remaining four hundred fire crystals, but what he waited for was

The building is empty when people are gone.

The little man at the corner of his mouth was cold, and Yun Qingyan was not surprised by this result.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the cold curve of Yun Qingyan's mouth, Di Jiuque couldn't help asking, and his eyes shot at the simple sand house also had a chill.

"It's okay. It's just a slag who owes debt and escapes." Yun Qingyan said indifferently.
Chapter completed!