Seeing the bitter eyes of the poor family, Qin Yi wanted to pat him on the shoulder and say, "I will keep your wife, so don't worry about it.
But thinking about whether his wife would be a 300-pound Miss Wang family, she swallowed the hi and couldn't come out.
Of course, he couldn't ignore the life and death of the poor family, but at this moment, the effect of saying such words would be more protective of the poor family than showing loyalty.
Really want to show what kind of loyalty, the poor family will definitely be used as a breakthrough, tossing to death.
It's showing no heart at all, but it's nothing. Witch murder also needs to analyze the pros and cons, and she is not a lunatic. Why bother to provoke an unrelated force for nothing.
On the way to the palace, Qin Yi was still thinking.
He has no interest at all in protecting Daqianlongqi. If it weren't for the task of Senior Sister, who would like to get involved in this kind of shit? Besides, Senior Sister herself didn't take this task too seriously, and she didn't give Xiangong any benefit for doing so much. It's okay to not complete this task. To put it bluntly, even if the roster is traded with Meng Qingying, it is no big deal.
On the contrary, he and Liusu are more interested in the situation of the dragon's transformation, and want to find out the ins and outs. This is the main reason why he is interested in investigating this matter, not for the sake of doing it.
Therefore, it is impossible for him to be like a loyal minister and a filial son, presenting a roster to the emperor and persuading me earnestly.
First of all, it depends on whether the emperor is on the Tao or not. If he dared to act coercive with him, Qin Yi would dare to turn his head and cooperate with Meng Qingying immediately.
Qin Yi didn't realize that when he had this kind of mentality, it would be similar to the mentality of Minghe watching Nanli from the sidelines. Hang Kong looks at you indifferently, what is it with me
What he didn't expect was that he was stopped at the gate of the palace before he saw the emperor.
"The hairy boy who is not as old as me at this age is the immortal chief invited by the national teacher?"
A young man in yellow robe shook a folding fan and blocked outside the palace, his over-drinking fish bubble eyes looked Qin Yi up and down, sneered, and said to Ling Xu, "Could it be that the national teacher was deceived..."
Lingxu said indifferently: "A person who cultivates immortals is not old, and His Royal Highness looks at immortals with ordinary eyes, so naturally he doesn't know it."
"Then how does the national teacher know whether he is immortal or really young?" The crown prince laughed: "As far as I know, this Qin Yi is the national teacher of Nanli. He is really seventeen or eighteen years old, and he lied to Nanli. If you can't stay any longer, are you here to deceive me again?"
Qin Yi smiled slightly, and his eyes fell on the monk behind the prince.
This is a very majestic monk, with a face full of flesh, full of long beards, and extremely strong muscles on his body, which makes people see at a glance that this is a martial arts... The level of martial arts is exactly the same as Qin Yi, with six layers of tendons, stuck in the late breakthrough stage. on the level.
What is extremely interesting is that he also cultivates immortality, and he is also exactly the same as Qin Yi, who is the fourth floor of Qin Xin.
The monk was also looking at him, his face a little dignified.
Both sides were a little surprised by the other's practice.
For Qin Yi, this is the first immortal and martial arts opponent he has encountered that is completely on the same level as himself. sex. He even wanted to fight this monk right now, and he didn't bother to care what the prince was saying.
Lingxu is still arguing with the prince: "The immortal master certified by the poor way, the prince wants to say that you can see the mortal body more clearly than the poor way?"
The prince laughed and said: "This is common sense, not based on vain identity authentication. If I remember correctly, this Qin Yi did not resign as the national teacher of Nanli, then he is just an official of a vassal state, why not show respect to this palace? ?"
Lingxu looked solemn: "Prince be careful!"
I was so anxious in my heart that I really angered the messenger of the Myriad Dao Immortal Palace, and it was over!
Qin Yi finally shifted his gaze from the monk to the prince, and smiled slightly: "The prince is right, Qin Mou is still the national teacher of Nanli. It's just that the prince seems to have forgotten a very important question... Your Majesty has just subdued Nanli. Not long in Xinjiang, this saint emperor's great cause probably doesn't want to see anyone making the Nanli messenger feel wronged."
The prince was startled, his eyes a little surprised.
What's the situation, how can this immortal guy understand this kind of state affairs? Don't ordinary people think that Nanli should curry favor with the suzerain? How did he know that it was actually the suzerain who let Nanli go
"So..." Qin Yi leaned closer and flicked a wisp of flying flakes on the crown prince's chest with a smile: "The prince should reward his subordinates with some good things, otherwise, after seeing His Majesty this time, his subordinates crying and complaining that they were oppressed by the prince would not be so good. It looks good."
This Nima... The whole face of the prince has changed, and you even said that you are a cultivator! How can there be such a cheap fairy
His cheeks twitched a few times, and finally he showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Well, Ben Gong is just joking with Qin Guoshi, don't take it offense..."
At this time, the monk said: "Prince, the little monk is very interested in the cultivation of the immortal family. I wonder if this Qin Guoshi can take the time to give some advice?"
The prince said hurriedly: "It is a blessing for you to have the guidance of a teacher in a country..."
I want to give the "instruction" directly to the truth, and make Qin Yi difficult to ride a tiger, and this "instruction" is also intended to make Qin Yi eat a big squat at the palace gate, and his own palace staff told the emperor, Then Qin Yi naturally lost his place in the emperor's heart.
Even if there is a stalemate, Qin Yi's position will be lost.
"Oh, give advice." Qin Yi patted the monk's shoulder with a genial smile: "As a teacher of a country, I am not able to give instructions to just any cat or dog. But on the face of the prince. Well... you should step back and stand by the door, and I will give pointers to you when I see your Majesty when I am in a good mood."
The monk held a fist the size of a sand bowl, his face turning purple.
"Let's go first, little brat." Qin Yi walked past him directly: "Mianjun, what an important matter, to be a son this year is too ignorant to have been chatting for so long. "
I don't know who is the son of the irony. The monk finally couldn't hold back any longer, and his cross arm stopped in front of Qin Yi.
But seeing a light wind blowing, Qin Yi had already appeared several meters in front of him.
Qin Yi created his own footwork, although the temporary name "Wind and Thunder" was not lightly complained by Tassel, but the nature is indeed very similar. The wind is like a breeze blowing willows when avoiding, and a raging wind when it moves. The former is caused by his personal temperament, the latter is caused by Tassel's explosive skills, coupled with the violent outpouring of his martial arts, Like thunder, the combination of the two is wind and thunder.
Before it is combined with other properties, this spit-out name will have to be topped for a long time.
At this time, the breeze was blowing willows, and with a little pre-judgment of chess, he had found the neutral position long before the monk crossed his arms and reached the front.
Qin Yi figured out "I can't drink enough", raised his head and took a big sip, then laughed and walked away: "The monk solves a problem first, and I will discuss it later."
The monk stretched the blue veins on his arms, resisting the urge to chase and kill him, only to hear the prince scream: "Da, master, the nose of this palace..."
The monk turned his head to look, could not help but be dumbfounded.
The prince's suave nose turned into a pig nose.
"Solve a problem first"... When the monk went to see Qin Yi again, he and Lingxu Shi Shiran had already turned the corner of the palace gate and could no longer see him.