Dressed in a black shirt, the cuffs are lightly pulled up, and the front of the neck is not buttoned; three thousand green silks, untied, scattered on the shoulders; long eyebrows are like swords, sharp and flying, obliquely inserted into the temples; eyes are like stars, dark and deep, written with cold arrogance; the nose is like a hanging gall, the sorghum is erect, like a stone cutting knife; the corners of the mouth are hooked, the evil charm is lazy, and the heart trembles.

"Damn, when this bad old man was young, he was actually more handsome than me???" Looking at the figure that walked out from under the shade of the tree, Emperor Qiyao's eyes widened and he scolded.

If you want to ask Emperor Qiyao how to determine that person is the emperor, the answer is actually very simple, looking at that world-weary face, looking at no one is pleasing to the eye, looking at the cold and arrogant appearance of everyone who is scum, I am afraid that there will be no second person in this world.

"Obediently Longdriplong, it's amazing for my teacher, how old is this, it's actually a high-level star realm!" At this moment, no matter what Emperor Qiyao thinks, the emperor at this time is two or three years younger than himself, and the space confinement of Fang Cai's move is so fast that Emperor Qiyao has never realized it! It is conceivable that at this time, the cultivation of the emperor, even if it is not as good as Tie Yinxie, is not far behind, and Emperor Qiyao also understands a little at the moment, why the emperor can't look down on his stinky fart on weekdays, and dare to love himself in his heart, he is also a scum!

"It's really unreasonable, even if the teacher is more handsome than the apprentice, he is even more talented than the apprentice, this day can't be lived!" Emperor Qiyao was indignant, the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, at this moment, I don't know if it was his delusion, he actually saw the emperor glance at him, and then smiled evilly.

The sudden glance and smile made Emperor Qiyao slightly stunned, and then looked around, but the more he couldn't figure it out, at this moment his perspective was an empty place, and he didn't see anything unusual at all worthy of the attention of others, Emperor Qiyao groaned slightly, and then recalled the meaning of the previous smile, which clearly seemed to be said again: "Boy, there should be some pressure in my heart now!"

"Yes, it must be so, this old man is provoking me!" The more Emperor Qiyao thought about it, the more he thought about it, his heart was secretly hateful, the roots of his teeth were itching, and he stared at the emperor when he was a teenager again, only to see that he had slowly walked to the middle of the field.

"Brother Qiye, this fool bullying Yue'er!" Looking at the black-shirted young man approaching, the little girl ran over with a cute jump, pulling the young man's palm and whispering.

"Yohe... Is this old man quite attractive to the little girl!" Seeing the cute little girl coquettish at the emperor, Emperor Qiyao was also happy, but the next moment, the corners of his eyes twitched when he was shocked by what he saw.

"Knock~!" A sugar-fried chestnut slammed steadily on the little girl's forehead, and the black-shirted young man squinted, and said angrily: "The little guy who has not been weaned, the milk is milky, stay away!"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and then a pair of bright and shiny big eyes flashed with tears, slowly overflowing, and then a pair of small hands held her forehead, and cried with a small mouth: "Woo woo... Brother Qiye bullied Yue'er, Yue'er has to tell her mother!"

"Hmph, stinky seven nights!" A light snort sounded, and I saw the little girl's brother running over, glaring at the black-shirted young man, and then caressing the little girl's little head, blowing lightly on the bulging place on her forehead, and comforting: "Yue'er doesn't cry, my brother will blow it for you!"

"Woo woo..." the little girl's eyes flashed with tears, Joan snorted, pouted a small mouth and said aggrievedly to the boy: "Brother is the best, Qiye is a big villain!"

"Huh?" the black-shirted young man raised his eyebrows and squinted at the little girl, "Who is the little kid talking about?

"Woo woo..." the little girl covered her little head, and retreated again and again with a frightened face, and the stepmother cried even worse.

"Hmph, stinky seven nights, you bullied my sister, I'll fight for you!" Seeing this, the boy raised his eyebrows, rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush towards the boy, but before he could take this step, a hard thing fell heavily on his head.

"Boom!"

With an extremely crisp sound, the boy, like the little girl before, was stunned at first, and then cried out, and then Emperor Qiyao saw a visible bulge on the top of the boy's head.

"I, Nima, don't let the children go, is this old man a devil?" The two children cried one after another, and Di Qiyao actually saw a smug snicker on the young man's face, and couldn't help but wail in his heart.

"Brother don't cry, Yue'er will give you a call!" Seeing that the boy was being bullied, the little girl wiped her tears very sensibly, ran to the boy, held her little feet, and gently blew on the bulge on the top of the boy's head, comforting.

Then the two little babies carried a big bag on their heads, wiped their tears and walked out of the square, until they walked far enough, the two of them turned their heads at the same time as if they had discussed, and made a grimace at the black-shirted young man and said: "Stinky seven nights, slightly..."

"Huh?" the black-shirted young man frowned and raised his hand to fight.

"Sister, run!" the boy's face changed, and he ran out of the square with the girl in his arms.

"Hmph, little brat!" Looking at the two faded backs, the young man in the black shirt snorted, and the smugness on his face became more obvious.

It's just that his soft hum fell, and more than a hundred slightly immature hums suddenly sounded on the square, and I saw that the children who were still in the square, under the leadership of the tiger-headed little guy, made a grimace at the black-shirted young man, and snorted: "Stinky seven nights, slightly~!"

"Huh?" the black-shirted young man glanced at everyone and made a beating gesture again, and more than a hundred children instantly dispersed and fled.

"This old man, I'm also drunk!" Looking at the children who were running away, Emperor Qiyao smiled bitterly in his heart.

After a while, all the children in the field were scattered, and there were only three people left!

"Feng family?" Gu Qiye ignored the struggle of the young man in front of him, but turned to the side, looking at the brocade-clothed young man who was in a state of dazed distraction, and raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Huh?" The young man in brocade robe woke up when he heard this, and then said with an angry face: "Knowing that we are the Feng family, you still dare to commit murder, why don't you put my little brother down quickly?"

"Smack~!"

I saw Gu Qiye's palm lightly raised, and a crisp sound of flesh and skin sounded, and then the brocade-clothed young man flew into the air like a kite off the string, and then slammed into the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and some broken teeth were clamped.

"You're finished, you're finished..."After landing on the ground, the brocade-clothed young man was stunned at first, and then covered his high swollen cheeks, pointed at Gu Qiye, and roared angrily.

"No more noise, die!" Gu Qiye frowned, a sharp flash flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.

"You..."The young man in brocade clothes, as the eldest of the Feng family, has never suffered such humiliation, he has always threatened others, and now he is intimidated, he glared angrily, opened his mouth to scold, and suddenly a threat of death came, shocking him speechless.

A look calmed the young man, Gu Qiye stopped looking at him, turned to the young man who was fixed in the air, and then in the young man's frightened eyes, Gu Qiye first hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled evilly, and then slowly raised his palm, two fingers slightly curved, put it in front of his mouth and let out a gentle breath, then raised it high, and then fell heavily.

"Boom!"

With this crisp sound, in addition to the painful cry of the young man of the Feng family, there was also the wail in Emperor Qiyao's heart.

"I'm Nima, I'm brain collapse again, what's wrong with this old man!"