Chapter 129: The Godson of Qin Xu

Qin Xu naturally wouldn't let his son die, but just said something very seriously about something that was more likely.

In his opinion, with so many congenital conditions, if his son is not the emperor of heaven, he will be a little sorry for his hard work.

Although he didn't bother much, the reunion between father and son was only a few days.

However, this did not prevent Qin Ruins from laying out and planning for his son.

"Father. Qin Yun said with some twist: "Are you seriously injured in the chaos?"

Qin Xu was stunned for a moment, and then understood, "Stinky boy, you said that your father has a brain disease, right?"

Dare to say this, this kid can't fight anymore.

Qin Xu immediately showed a two-meter-long broadsword, and shouted strangely: "Don't blame Dad for not teaching you, I will educate you today, respect the elders, you still need it." ”

Qin Yun was not polite, and showed the imperial sword.

This would have him long forgotten Qin Wuyi's teachings, and he must be filial.

My father drew his sword and faced each other, and he was filial to a fart.

The father and son immediately made a move, and in an instant, the sword light and sword aura spread, and the entire Qin family in Qinling noticed it.

For a while, there were more people eating melons, and the arrangement of small benches and melon seeds was clear.

In terms of cultivation, Qin Yun naturally couldn't beat the horse, but this kid had a momentum of not admitting defeat, even if he was suppressed by the sword light, he had been guarding the place in front of him, and the sword qi formed a solid shield, and with the blessing of the God Emperor's body, he could even withstand the sword light.

Of course, this is also the reason why Qin Xu did not use his real skills.

You can't beat a child to death if you hit a child, right?

Therefore, when beating children, you have to pay attention to ways and means, and you have to have a reason.

For example, it rains today, for example, if you are in a bad mood today, for example, you don't respect the elderly.

Anyway, I want to hit the child, and there are many reasons.

The way is more cautious, simmer slowly on low heat, attack on high fire, anyway, hitting a child is like cooking, you have to master the heat.

Qin Xu's fire was well mastered, and after a sharp cut, he slowly sharpened Qin Yun with the sword light, stimulated his potential, and forced him to constantly improve himself to fight against the sword light.

It's pleasing to the eye, but the process is absolutely miserable.

It was just a matter of a moment's effort, and Qin Yun was left and right, and occasionally a sword light broke through the sword qi and landed on him, slashing his clothes to pieces.

Qin Yun was in rags, gritting his teeth and waving the imperial sword, not daring to be careless at all.

"This sword is good, it has the style of my time. Qin Dao, the No. 1 Melon-Eater, was really eating melons, holding a huge watermelon, taking a bite and praising it.

Qin Dao's side, Qin Wuyi raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, and said angrily: "Your brother is really, he will use the knife as soon as he meets, but he is his own son, so he can't be leisurely, and you, stinky boy, have learned badly with your brother, you said that you can stay at home for a few days all year round?"

Qin Dao looked innocent, "You shouldn't ask me about this, you should ask my mother, who made my mother so good at giving birth, my physique, isn't it my mother's credit?"

Qin Wuyi flew up angrily, kicked Qin Dao out, and said angrily: "Hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu, I'm upset when I look at you, I'm so old, I don't know how to find a daughter-in-law to have a child, can Lao Tzu still hold his grandson?"

Qin Dao's voice came from afar, "Dad, you can't hold your eldest grandson, but when you are old, you can carry you around, as for your son's affairs, don't worry about it, the girls who pursue your son are all lined up from Qinling to Shenxiao Sect, it's not that you don't have a look!"

Qin Wuyi collapsed, he didn't bother to pay attention to this lazy boy, turned his head to look at his eldest grandson, and couldn't help sighing.

This grandson has been in his teens since he got home, and now he is in his early twenties, so he can't hug it, but the great-grandson can look forward to it.

Qin Yun finally couldn't hold on, his sword qi was slack, and he was knocked to the ground by Qin Ruin, with an unyielding expression.

"Dad, you were born twenty years early, if I were the same age as you, I might not be able to win. ”

"Wow, you kid can! You want to be a brother with your father, it doesn't seem to hurt!"

This time, I didn't need to repair it, I just used a bamboo board and fried meat with bamboo shoots.

Qin Yun was aggrieved to death, the big knife didn't do anything to him, but the bamboo board beat him to a pulp, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

But he felt warm in his heart, didn't I have masochistic tendencies?

Qin Yun couldn't help but feel furious in his heart, and immediately categorically denied it, no, absolutely not!

No matter how bad the flesh wound is, it's nothing.

After this moment, the relationship between the father and son heated up rapidly.

Although there is a small fight in three days and a big fight in ten days, the relationship is getting better and better.

Qin Xu has the heart to advise, and Qin Yun is humbly taught.

When Taichan was pregnant, Qin Xu didn't put in a lot of effort, and all his skills were turned into seals and imprinted in Qin Yun's body.

With this innate condition, Qin Yun learned Qin Xu's ability, and naturally he was invincible, and his cultivation was growing day by day, and the tide was rising.

Although this method of teaching children is not advocated, it has attracted criticism from wives and mothers, but the effect is obvious, and the people who eat melons also like to watch it.

Qin Yun seems to be gentle and elegant, like a scholar, but he is very arrogant in his bones.

Up and down the Qinling Mountains, he is kind to everyone, but he looks down on everyone, except for his close relatives.

This makes many people unconvinced, but there is no way to be unconvinced, this kid's method is to be unconvinced and beat until you are convinced, which is even more brutal than his father's methods, but anyone who has been taught by him can't get up at all for ten days and half a month.

So Qin Yun was taught a lesson, they were the happiest group.

The screams, the groans. Moaning, listening to it is called a pleasing to the eye, and the body and mind are comfortable.

Cool!

The kung fu of Qinxu's godson, the son of Wudao, the emptiness of the Buddha, and the arrogance of the Eastern Emperor also rushed here.

On the one hand, it is a reunion of old friends, everyone has a good relationship after all, and on the other hand, they are here to ask about their parents.

Donghuang Jingye and Buddha Zun are gone, and it is strange that there is no chaos in the house.

The Taoist son is purely idle and has nothing to do, and the family is strictly managed, so he comes out for a ride, so he doesn't have any psychological burden, unlike the other two who look worried.

"Buddha, Eastern Emperor Jingye?"

Qin Xu was a little embarrassed, forget about the Buddha, the old bald donkey was fooled by Xinglin by himself, and he didn't care whether he was dead or alive, but Donghuang Jingye followed him, but he came back, and the people didn't come back, the huge Eastern Emperor God Dynasty, it is estimated that it would have been turned upside down a long time ago.

The emperor has not been in the court for 20 years and has not shown his face, in a sense, it can be said that he has died, and the princes still have not broken their heads?

The culprit is naturally Qin Xu, who abducted the emperor of other people, and you can't run away from this matter.

After thinking about it, Qin Xu said quietly: "Brother Zhiao, are you interested in being the emperor?"

Qin Yun, who was serving tea and pouring water, almost didn't throw away the kettle, Dad, when we fool people, can we not use a tune?