Chapter 88

There is no longer any meaning to stay here. Pull up the lost Qingya: "Xiaojiu, please call a car."

The ninth master immediately got up and said, "I'll arrange it. Boss, wait a moment. The driver will come right away."

Ye Hua nodded. Wei Chang and his bone were very grumpy. As long as someone was disrespectful to him and didn't say anything, he would die. This little nine can deal with some trivial chores.

If nine Ye knows Ye Hua's thoughts, they must be very tangled. On the one hand, they want to hold their thighs, and on the other hand, they want to hold their thighs with dignity. The driver opened the door respectfully. Ye Hua pulled the lost Qingya and walked out of the side hall. What they talked about was too childish to know or want to know Now, what I'm curious about is the idea of Qingya, a fool. I know the strength of my master. Now I'm confused. I'll see if you are naughty later.

Qingya is really confused. I never thought that I found a man or a cultivator. I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune. Are cultivators so bad tempered? Do you want your women to peel crayfish and buy pancakes?

On the way back, there was no communication between the two. Ye Hua was a little impatient. Did this stupid woman scare her?

"Pull over." Ye Hua said coldly.

If the driver dare to say more, the fine will stop by the side.

The silly green Yala came out, walked to the riverside, looked at the distance.

There are many couples walking along the river, and many old people dancing in the square. The main thing is that the river is cool, with a cool breeze from time to time.

Ye Hua touched a cigarette and lit it, leaning back on the guardrail, while Qingya stood nearby, the breeze blowing the hair at that end, and he didn't know what he was thinking?

One cigarette is finished, Ye Hua is a little fidgety, is it really stupid?

"Speak." Ye Hua said in a deep voice.

Qingya took a deep breath and asked, "Ye Hua, do you know how to move flowers and trees?"

"What do you mean?" Ye Hua frowns slightly.

"If I learn it, I can absorb your internal power."

Ye Hua: "... Br >

" what kind of inferior skill is there to learn. " Ye Hua disdains to say that this woman has long hair and short experience.

"Then will you have three flowers at the top?"

Ye Hua's eyebrows are furrowed deeper.

"No, can you understand the nine Yin Scripture?"

Ye Hua has the idea to smoke green and elegant little butts.

"Ah, not yet. What about the northern Ming magic?"

"No! Tathagata God palm Association. "

"Ah, Ye Hua, have you practiced the sunflower Scripture?"

Ye Hua can't help it. He holds Qingya in his arms: "don't you know that I haven't practiced the sunflower Scripture yet?"

Qingya breathed. She just wanted to tease Ye Hua. When she found that he was the same as before, she was relieved. She just had a new identity as a cultivator. She didn't know if she could show her face.

For example, others say.

My husband is worth tens of billions. Where is your husband.

Qingya can hold up her waist and shout proudly, "your husband is a fart. My husband is in the world of cultivation."

If ye Hua knew what Qingya was thinking now, he would have to educate again. He even compared himself with that kind of lower occupation.

"Are you really in the world of cultivation?" Qingya asked in a voice.

Ye Hua doesn't know how to answer. The world of cultivation is a fart. If she denies it now, will she break her promise? After all, she is betting on whether she is a cultivator or not.

But it's really good to admit that I'm a cultivator. But in order to educate Qingya, let's just go low. It seems that I have no bottom line for this woman.

"Yes." Leaf Hua light way.

"Then are you very powerful. You can blow up a car and fly in the sky?"

"Yes."

"Can we fly with the sword? Can we fly to space? But without oxygen, Ye Hua, don't you breathe? "

There are several black lines on Yehua's forehead.

"No wonder that night you were so... So you are a cultivator. Take the medicine."

Ye Hua was really angry, and said in a cold voice, "you can try it tonight!"

"Cut, I won't be fooled. Don't think you are a cultivator. I have to hold your thigh and listen to you!" Qingya pushes Ye Hua aside, stands in front of her and raises her chin, saying rightfully.

Ye Hua said in a deep voice, "have you forgotten your oath?"

"What oath? I don't know what you're talking about. "

"I knew you would!" Ye Hua takes out his mobile phone and plays Qingya's recording.

"If Ye Hua is really a cultivator, I promise that I will be obedient in the future. Ye Hua is my heaven, OK."

Qingya listens to her vows and instantly understands that she has been followed by Yehua.

"I don't agree. You lied to me!" Qingya raises her fist again, but ye Hua grabs her wrist.Ye Hua knew that Qingya would repent and said in a cold voice, "do you think your little fist hurts me?"

Qingya's face sank in a flash and said in silence, "I know that you are a cultivator now. I'm just an ordinary woman. I'm not your opponent at all. You can fight if you want. No one in the world will love me anyway."

After hearing this, Ye Hua was confused for a while. How could he feel that it was his fault? If he wanted to hit you, he would have taken you to heaven.

"Look, you look angry. Hit me. I don't have the strength to fight back." Qingya youyou said, complaining, people passing by can feel the heavy resentment, even across the screen can smell it.

"Do you really think I dare not hit you?" he said

"You are a cultivator. You are the biggest. What you say is what you say." Qingya has no choice but to show her hands.

"Don't compare me with the mender!" Ye Hua said softly, the cultivator is a fart. Every fart can kill them.

"Ah, my husband's identity oppresses others. Ah ~"

Ye Hua suddenly feels like she can take off if she tells her a little something. She knew it would be better to keep it secret. She even said that she oppressed her with her identity. It's you who lost the bet, OK!

See Ye Hua not language, Green Ya rubs ankle, light voice way: "walk not to move."

"Take a taxi!" Ye Hua said angrily, lighting another cigarette.

Qingya gave a cold Snort and put out a finger: "I don't know who said that as long as my feet hurt, I will carry me, or a cultivator, running the train with my mouth full."

For the first time, Ye Hua was choked by his own cigarette. He wanted to educate Qingya with recording, but unexpectedly, her identity became her handle! This is still a cultivator. If you tell her the real identity, you can still do it.

"Forget it, I'll walk back slowly. The cultivator is of noble status. How can he carry his wife? It's so disgraceful when it comes out." Qing yalengbuding added.

Ye Hua was so angry that the blue tendons on his forehead burst. The water on the river suddenly rolled. People walking along the river were curious to watch.