Chapter 1279, How Did the Emperor Train?

Fu Fengxue and Qin Luo don't treat the village chief as a cadre, but the fire god treats himself, the 'village chief', too much.

He asked Fu Fengxue, Qin Luo and the others to 'stop', but Jesus was the only one who stood - because the two guys in front of him couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Any advice?" Jesus turned to look at the god of fire and said, in rather elegant terms. The reason why Jesus liked Huaxia was not only that he could eat fresh pork trotters in sauce every day, but also because he felt that his cultural taste had improved a lot. As for worshipping Qin Luo, so he is willing to stay by his side and be a cow and a horse - this is pure.

"Since it's here. Do you still want to go? The Vulcan said angrily. He couldn't help but get angry, because the two guys in front of him were almost out of the restaurant. Didn't they hear their own words?

It is impossible not to hear.

But when you hear it, you ignore it—there is no greater humiliation than ignoring it.

His body suddenly activated, his head rushed forward, and he rushed towards Qin Luo at the front like a lit torch - he also knew that Fu Fengxue was more difficult to deal with, and was ready to leave this tricky guy to the emperor.

Huhuhuhu-

He had just felt the air around him twist and shift, and his fist had already hit the back of the heart.

Qin Luo didn't move.

By Fu Fengxue's side, where is the need for him to do it?

But what made him depressed and vomit blood was that Fu Fengxue didn't mean to move.

On the line of life and death, at the moment of last moment, Qin Luo moved-not moving. If you don't move, you'll die.

Whew-

The Fire God passed through from where Qin Luo was standing just now, and Qin Luo—he had already hid to Fu Fengxue's left.

This made the Vulcan look stunned, and more surprised.

He was already close, his fists were about to touch the guy's clothes, and he was still standing stupidly somewhere not knowing how to fight back. How could he disappear in the blink of an eye?

The main reason why he has such doubts is because the ghost is too selfish.

The ghost shadow was broken by Qin Luo, and he was slapped by him, he just held it in his heart, and did not take out the experience of failure to share with his companions. This also contributed to the arrogance of the Vulcan, who thought that his generals could do anything—though he had almost been killed.

"How did you do that?" The Fire God stared at Qin Luo and asked.

"Jesus, what did he say?" Qin Luo asked.

"He asked you how you did it." Jesus came over and looked at the god of fire with schadenfreude. He had experienced Qin Luo's strange defensive ability, no matter what corner you attacked, as long as you had a murderous aura, he would be able to defend - in order to give him a sparring partner, he was usually beaten by Qin Luo. Now seeing that the emperor's servants have also suffered such treatment, he can imagine the refreshment in his heart.

"You tell him—just say I don't know." Qin Luo said. He's pretty honest.

Unexpectedly, the Fire God was even more furious after hearing this answer, he thought that Qin Luo was unwilling to tell him the reason. This guy is too arrogant, right?

His body disappeared in place again, and a wind shadow rushed in the direction where Qin Luo was standing.

Click-

This time, Fu Fengxue moved.

Just stretched out his hand so lightly, and clenched the Vulcan fist so lightly. It's as easy as an opponent hitting a table tennis ball and being caught by him.

His hands began to strain, and Vulcan resisted hard.

Soon, Vulcan's brow furrowed.

Then, his expression began to distort.

And then, he- he was in tears.

Fu Fengxue shook his hand violently, and the body of the God of Fire fell out uncontrollably.

The body flies upside down in the air, and it is possible to hit the pillar in front of it at any time.

At this moment, a white figure appeared.

His body jumped in the air, and as soon as he grabbed it, the body of the Vulcan God was pulled back to the ground by him.

Bang –

His feet fell lightly and silently on the ground, but the Vulcan's shoes made a heavy noise when they stepped on the ground.

A tall figure comparable to Fu Fengxue, a handsome face like a character in Greek mythology. His eyes are deep and his smile is warm. The red hair on his head stood up, and the white suit was obviously new, without a trace of wrinkles, and there would not be a speck of dust.

Emperor!

First in Europe! No. 1 in the Americas!

The king of the dark world, the king in the eyes of countless people.

At this time, he was standing directly opposite Qin Luo.

After he stood still, a faint fragrance rushed to his face.

Qin Luo hurriedly held his breath, worried that there was something strange about the fragrance on his body.

But seeing Fu Fengxue's usual expression, Qin Luo was relieved. I thought, the emperor doesn't need to kill people in such a way, right? He is not Fu Fengxue.

The emperor's eyes were focused on Fu Fengxue's body, and Fu Fengxue also looked at the emperor with burning eyes.

Qin Luo found that Fu Fengxue's expression was still calm, but his eyes became burning, as if he had seen his first love—Qin Luo thought, his heart was upset. This is not a good sign.

"You're leaving?" The Emperor asked. He actually spoke Huaxia. He actually spoke fluent Chinese.

Hearing the facts in front of him, Qin Luo's mood was simply excited, just as exciting as the President of the United States likes to eat Yanjing fried liver and bean juice. He thought that it would be great if the emperor was the ambassador of the Huaxia language - the world's biggest killers all spoke the Huaxia language for the sake of business, so why didn't anyone else study hard?

"You want to stay?" Fu Fengxue asked-for-tat.

"Eat first?" The Emperor said.

"Whatever the guest wants."

"Please." The Emperor stretched out his large, snow-white hand and made an inviting gesture.

The people next to him were secretly frightened. When did the emperor treat a person so politely? When did he treat people like people?

Fu Fengxue was not polite, and strode towards the table where the Fire God was sitting just now. Qin Luo and Jesus followed behind him—no, they ran ahead of him. They hadn't figured out the emperor's xìng character yet, for fear that he would kill the two of them first in a fit of anger.

The one who is not graceful is second. If the person is dead, all the accusations are meaningless.

Fu Fengxue, Qin Luo and Jesus sat down at the same time, and only the emperor was the host. The god of fire, who was invincible just now, was a minion in front of the emperor, standing behind the emperor like a little follower.

The emperor looked at Fu Fengxue and said, "Have a glass of wine to cheer up?" ”

"I don't drink." Fu Fengxue refused.

"It's a shame." The Emperor said. Gently wipe the corners of your mouth with a silk handkerchief. "Let's eat, then."

He didn't ask Qin Luo and Jesus for their opinions, and regarded these two as transparent people.

The little old man received the emperor's signal and immediately beckoned to start serving.

One after another delicacies were served, and Qin Luo didn't know any of the other dishes except for the broccoli as a side dish.

The emperor did not mean to explain, and took the lead in raising the spoon and moving.

He put each dish on a small plate in front of him, and ate it with all his heart.

This made Qin Luo inexplicable. Could it be that this thing really invited them here just to eat?

Qin Luo looked at Fu Fengxue and saw that he had already started. Remembering Jesus' words, he was no longer suspicious, and with a spoon he scooped up a large piece of tofu-like and put it on his plate.

After sitting in the car for so long, he was really hungry.

The emperor did not say a word during the meal, following the health regimen of 'not saying a word during the meal'.

When he had finished eating the contents of the plate, he stopped and took the warm towel from the servant to wipe his mouth.

He hadn't touched the dishes on the plate since anyone else had touched them. The problem of cleanliness can be seen.

This made Qin Luo very unhappy. I thought, we're not sick, why are you so disgusted?

So, Qin Luo enthusiastically dug out a piece of 'tofu' with his spoon and put it on the plate in front of the emperor, and said with a smile: "This dish is very good, you should try it." ”

The emperor's brow furrowed, but he did not speak.

"You're damned." The god of fire was furious. The generals knew very well that the Emperor had a heavy habit of cleanliness and did not like to touch all dirty things, even a single hair that they accidentally dropped in his house had to be picked up.

Now, this Huaxia Xiaomisan actually used his own spoon to hand the emperor vegetables, isn't this an insult?

The emperor smiled and waved his hand, finally put his eyes on Qin Luo's face, and said, "Do you know why a person with a habit of cleanliness can become an emperor?" ”

"I don't know." Qin Luo said. He was also curious. Since he doesn't touch anything dirty, how can he kill people? Isn't killing the dirtiest?

"Because I'm going to kill." The emperor smiled gently, as if he were talking about a very interesting thing at the dinner table with his old classmates: "Dirty clothes can be thrown away, and dirty people can be killed." There is nothing that cannot be purified. ”

He stared at Qin Luo and said, "You are the same. ”

(PS: Chapter 3.) The recent plot is more sad, but there are really a lot of friends who reward it. Especially last month, hundreds of friends gave Lao Liu red envelopes. If it was fifty or one hundred, Lao Liu would laugh. There are also downplaying joys and sorrows (very meaningful), Liao has masturbated himself (this name is really obscene, I still have to put an asterisk in the middle of your name), when the end of the world (very meaningful), Huayue Leisurely Night (very meaningful), single-brush female dormitory (this is more obscene) Several people are hundreds of thousands of people who send money to Lao Liu, which makes me very unhappy - Lao Liu was born poor. You're so nice to me, and I'll wonder if you're trying to pursue me. I remember telling you that I was married, right?

Tomorrow, I will post the list of last month's rewards, and Lao Liu will thank him one by one.

In addition, the later plot is as relaxed and happy as possible. I'll also write about the emperor for fun. Everyone has a red ticket to smash it to the lovely old willow. ）