Wei Xiang's eyes widened: "Are you a descendant of Qin Quan?"
"Um"
Qin Yuan nodded.
The way Wei Xiang looked at Qin Yuan suddenly became several times more friendly.
If it weren't for Qin Quan, he would have died long ago.
There is no such thing as today's scenery.
Wei Xiang has always wanted to repay the Qin family.
The previous Qin Pi was not bad in cultivation and lacked everything, so he could only give up.
Now the descendant of the Qin family is only 110 years old, and his cultivation level is not very high.
If I don’t repay you now, I’ll wait until later.
"Since it is the ancestral teaching, I won't force you."
Wei Xiang said regretfully.
Then, he asked eagerly: "Are you married?"
Wei Xiang has a descendant named Wei Daxun, who looks like a fairy.
"The ancestral motto of the Qin family is to only sleep with a woman and never get married."
Qin Yuan said very calmly.
Everyone who heard this looked at Qin Yuan with envy in their eyes.
Why don’t we have such ancestral teachings in our family?
Being forced into the grave of marriage early.
"Why are there so many ancestral teachings?"
Wei Xiang muttered depressedly and sighed: "From now on, if you want anything, just tell me and I won't refuse."
Everyone looked at Qin Yuan with envy in their eyes.
This person is the most powerful person on the planet right now.
From now on, Qin Yuan will be fine not to mention walking sideways, but also walking backwards and jumping.
A few warlocks even had the idea of letting their female descendants get to know Qin Yuan.
Qin Yuan thought to himself, "What if I want your life?"
Wei Xiang has now integrated with the thirty-three-day treasure.
In a sense, the two are already life-or-death enemies.
As long as the time is right.
Qin Yuan will definitely take action.
"This is for you"
Wei Xiang threw Qin Yuan a wisp of purple energy.
What the hell?
Qin Yuan was confused.
"This is called the foundation of the avenue, and my path is called the avenue of balance."
Wei Xiang explained.
What is your way? It is obviously the most precious treasure of the Thirty-three Heavens, the original way of heaven.
While complaining, Qin Yuan said with a grateful face: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the generous gift."
My heart was full of vigilance.
If this thing enters the body, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Treasures will most likely find something wrong with him.
Wei Xiang smiled and left Qintian Prison with Yang Zhenning.
Looking at Wei Xiang's back.
Qin Yuan thought that if conditions allowed, he would definitely save Wei Xiang's life.
Suddenly, a group of warlocks surrounded him like wolves and tigers.
"Qin Chan, aren't you afraid of giving birth to a son by doing this?"
"Qin Chan, you are too wicked."
…
Qin Yuan sneered: "Do you think that if I don't come up with this idea, others won't come up with it?"
Everyone was suddenly silenced.
There are many smart people in the world, so it was only a matter of time before Wei Xiang knew this method.
"Aren't you afraid that if word gets out that it was you who came up with the idea, you'll get killed?"
asked a warlock.
Qin Yuan smiled: "I'm not qualified enough"
In the majestic and solemn palace.
Rows of soldiers in combat uniforms passed by.
Mighty and domineering, but lacking in bloodiness.
Wei Xiang, who had just returned, smiled and said: "My dear nephew, I want to borrow something from you. I wonder if you can part with it?"
Yang Zhenning did not doubt that he was there, and solemnly said: "As long as His Majesty likes him, he will accept anything."
Wei Xiang put away his smile: "I want to borrow your head for use."
Yang Zhenning changed color.
Turn around and run.
His strength is far different from that of Wei Xiang.
The front has no chance of winning at all.
Although the chances of escaping were not good, he still wanted to try.
Snapped!
He was slapped behind him by Wei Xiang and fell to the ground.
The expressionless face of Wei Xiang was reflected in the child's hole that he quickly enlarged.
Then he was overwhelmed by endless memories of the past, from childhood to adulthood, to reincarnation, and then to a new life.
well!
Maybe I shouldn't live another life.
With the last thought, Yang Zhenning's world fell into darkness forever.
A few days later.
Qin Yuan's idea turned into a decree and spread throughout the Origin Star.
The person who came up with the idea turned into an important prince of the Sea Tribe.
"The Prince of the Sea Tribe Who Killed Thousands of Swords"
"The prince of the sea tribe must die a happy death."
"Sure enough, he is not of my race, and his heart must be different."
"Bah, it's not from our Sea Clan. We, the Sea Clan, don't have such a person."
…
Amidst the curses and objections of countless people.
Wei Xiang pretended to be Yang Zhenning and pushed forward the decree.
Wei Xiang himself disappeared.
Rumor has it that Wei Xiang was plotted against by the prince of the Hai clan.
When there was chaos outside, Qin Yuan was carefully studying the Avenue of Balance.
call.
Qin Yuan took back his hand.
After several days of inspection, there was nothing wrong with it.
Even so, Qin Yuan still did not relax his vigilance.
Many days passed in a flash.
Xisantiao Hutong, Qin's house.
Qin Yuan walked out of the room.
I found an extra letter on the dusty table.
It was written by Lin Dongze.
He said that he has a descendant named Lin Xiaogang who is a spiritual genius but has a bad personality. He likes to curse people and cannot survive in his hometown. He hopes he can discipline him.
Qin Yuan looked at the date and found that he was coming today.
After cleaning up, Qin Yuan rode a donkey to the gate of Nancheng, which was very busy with people coming and going.
I waited and waited, but Lin Xiaogang never showed up.
It's not like Li Shoumin did that and went to the wild.
Qin Yuan was about to go back.
A thin and short young monk with an unruly face came closer.
According to the portrait on the letter, this person is undoubtedly Lin Xiaogang.
Lin Xiaogang, who also saw Qin Yuan, raised his chin high and said unceremoniously: "Are you Qin Chan?"
Even my uncle refused to call me!
According to seniority, Qin Yuan is one generation higher than Lin Xiaogang.
"That's right"
Qin Yuan said calmly.
"Meet Uncle"
Lin Xiaogang gave a perfunctory salute.
Among the children Qin Yuan has brought up, Lin Xiaogang is definitely the one with the worst tutoring.
"No need to be polite, I will take you to enjoy the scenery of Shenjing."
Qin Yuan said with an ambiguous expression.
Lin Xiaogang naively thought it was the scenery of the Bada Hutong, and was looking forward to it.
Turning around, Qin Yuan took him to the Divine Prison.
The vicious jailer screamed from time to time.
Lin Xiaogang was at a loss.
"This person sold it to you"
Qin Yuan said to a prison guard leader.
Immediately, several jailors locked up Lin Xiaogang with chains.
"What do you want to do?"
Lin Xiaogang said angrily.
"Of course, in place of those noble people who have committed capital crimes."
The head jailer sneered.
"Qin Chan, you bastard, you bastard, the Lin family will never let you go."
Lin Xiaogang was dragged into a dark cell while yelling.
Qin Yuan left simply.
After a while, Lin Xiaogang's world became quiet.
It's like being abandoned by the whole world.
The occasional screams sounded like a life-threatening demonic sound, making him very irritated and frightened.
"Who is locked up here?"
"A scapegoat"
…
said the two passing jailer leaders.
"Brothers, let me go, I have spiritual stones."
Lin Xiaogang took out a pile of spiritual tickets and begged.
The two chief jailers took the soul ticket and walked away gracefully.
Lin Xiaogang was stunned for a moment and cursed loudly: "Ms. Ganlin, give me back my soul ticket."
The two jailer leaders returned and gave Lin Xiaogang a severe lesson.
Next, Lin Xiaogang spent the whole time in panic.
