Fishing the Myriad Heavens

The needle was heard in the courtyard, and Qin couldn't feel that he had been dog-ridden.

"Paralyzed, why is your son so short?"

Wu Qin couldn't look as black as Tan, and stared coldly at Qin Yi, "Are you sure you're not wrong? Is this my son?"

"No, I'm not mistaken."

Qin Qin made a noise in his heart, and it was over. It was considered that Qin couldn't remember it, but he still said stubbornly.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Wu Qin couldn't ask coldly.

"Subordinate OK!"

Wu Qinyi said affirmatively, watching Qin, who was on the verge of an outbreak, couldn't cry in secret, if he got it wrong, he would definitely die!

"Slum! Isn't this the **** drama of the big family's heirs?"

Bei Beifeng and Xuan Er and other people watched blankly. When they watched a TV series, they felt very bloody, but they did not expect that TV originated from life.

Now this is a living silly kid stepping into the sky, marrying Bai Fumei, and going to the pinnacle of life!

"That's good."

Wu Qin couldn't nod his head, and then his somber complexion immediately squeezed out a smile.

"Son, I am your father."

I have to say that the face of the chief Qin is absolutely proportional to the strength, and the speed of changing his face makes Qin Yi and others startled.

With a smile on his face, I walked in front of the aggressive north wind, and said lightly.

"Paralysis ..."

Beifeng was so surprised that I never thought that the style of painting would become so fast, so why did I recognize myself as my son?

"I am not your son, is he not your son?"

Beifeng pointed at the white elephant.

哦 "Oh, I just recognized the wrong son."

Ji Rao is a face that Qin cannot, and when he says this, he feels his face hot.

"Can you run out of excitement just now? How can I not be happy now?"

Wu Qin couldn't whisper secretly in his heart.

"Sink ... Nima's son can admit wrong."

Bei Beifeng groaned in his heart, and then said impassively, "Do you want to confirm again? You see that you are so tall, and white elephants are so tall, and look at me, I think you are your father and son."

"Moreover, I'm in my twenties. I'm not your age."

Beifeng gritted his teeth and popped a few words out of his mouth.

"I'm forty-eight years old."

Wu Qin couldn't say a word without expression.

"Ah, my hand is broken!"

The groaning sounds of Wang Wangyong kept coming.

"Qin Yi, shut him up."

Wu Qin could not frown, and instructed lightly.

"I understand!"

Xu Qin nodded slightly, his body appeared in front of Wang Yong, and he kicked toward Wang Yong's mouth with one foot.

"boom!"

Wang Wangyong's body was moved a few meters away, and all the teeth on his mouth had been lost. His mouth was full of blood, and he looked extraordinarily shy.

Wang Yongheng did not snor, and was beaten out.

"Are you my son or not? I said nothing, Qin Meng brought things up."

I was finally clean, Qin could not speak.

"Yes!"

Xi Qin couldn't come out behind a thin man, holding a fist-sized jar over.

"Isn't it my son, just try it!"

Wu Qin couldn't help looking at the north wind.

"How to try."

Beifeng did not know what mood he was in, looking at Qin unable to take his cautious expression, he asked with complex mood.

"It's very simple.

Qi Qin couldn't make a strong tone.

"You're paralyzed!"

I don't talk about the north wind, even if I look at the lively Xuan Er Xuan San, there is a twitch in the corner of my mouth.

"This old boy ran out of that mental hospital? He was considered a son when he was arrested."

Bei Beifeng groaned in his heart. Just now the feeling of mixed feelings swept away. Looking at Qin's unseen eyes, the actual "You are funny" word was almost lost.

"Haha, it's all ages, and I still confessed my blood, brother, believe it or not, both pigs and my pig can confess my blood!"

Zhou Bin, who was aside, shook his shoulders. He finally couldn't help when Qin couldn't say he wanted to confess his blood. Haha laughed.

"Qin Yi, let him also shut up, the same as the previous one."

Wu Qin couldn't turn his face black. Paralyzed lived for so many years without losing face many times a day today.

"Don't, don't come over, brother, I'm kidding!"

Zhou Bin panic, who are these people?

别 "Don't be afraid, your eyes will pass as soon as you close them."

As soon as Qin Qin stepped forward, his left foot was a pillar, and his right foot was kicked in Zhou Bin's face!

Suddenly Zhou Bin was kicked high and flew to the side without any action.

"Do you think it's reliable to drop blood?"

Beifeng glanced at Zhou Bin, retracted his gaze, and could not say to Qin.

"Hum! Do you think it was done in a TV series?"

Yan Qin couldn't help dismissing it.

"Ok?"

Beifeng is interested, what tricks can he play?

It is well known that Dixue recognized his relatives when he was founded in the Three Kingdoms.

But no matter how modern science is developed, no one would believe it.

"The first drop of blood is in this."

Wu Qin couldn't point to the jar brought by Qin Meng ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and said to Beifeng.

Tong's tone was mixed with a hint of nervousness that he had not found.

Qin Meng carefully opened the lid, and there was a little finger-sized bug lying in the jar, and it looked like a flea.

"what is this?"

Bei Beifeng looked at the blood-red bug and turned to ask.

"This is a spirit bug cultivated by the Qin family. It can also be said to be a maggot. It likes blood. After slow and long cultivation, it will not drink without the blood of the Qin family.

Wu Qin couldn't explain.

In order to prove that what he said is true, one flashed over to Xuan Er, cut through Xuan Er's arm with his nails, and dropped a drop of blood into it.

"Paralysis! I didn't say unbelief, why do you want to make me an experiment?"

Xuan Xuan didn't look dumbfounded. She glanced at two people who were the same as dead dogs. She shook her body and didn't dare to say it.

Beifeng fixed his eyes. The jar did not know what material it was made of. The blood droplets did not break. The flea-like bug looked up and then moved down.

"It's your turn now."

Qi Qin couldn't wave his hand, and the blood beads floated out of the jar.

"it is good."

Beifeng was silent for a moment, poke the finger lightly with a needle, then hold the finger lightly, and a drop of blood came out.

"Qu Qu!"

The crickets, like fleas, screamed out loudly in the blood of the north wind, and the sound was loud and loud throughout the audience.

He didn't know how this little body made such a loud noise.

Then kicked his feet, jumped out of the jar, and suddenly lay on Beifeng's fingers, holding his fingers tightly on his limbs, began to **** blood.

The north wind was crippled, and Qin couldn't cripple.