The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

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Staring at Ye Chen's fiery eyes, Guren's head was lowered, and the blush on his face was even worse.

Then she suddenly turned around unbearably. With a sinister smile, a pair of dragons and pearls came to Ye Chen's eyes.

"Oh oh--!"

Because the small gray charcoal was still on the side, he could only bear the screams and rolled his eyes.

"Dad... what's wrong?"

Little Grey Char turned his head and saw a tearful scene in Ye Chen's red eyes, and asked timidly, ah, what a sweet voice. My baby girl's voice is like an angel, feeling the wounded heart and eyes are healed.

Ye Chen sighed, thinking has drifted into the distant future, judging the possibility of cultivating small gray charcoal as the next immortal emperor.

"Nothing, Dad just moved to tears."

Ye Chen wiped her eyes, secretly stared at Guren, who turned his head to snicker, and said the biggest disobedience.

"Oh, this... can I still eat?"

Fearing that the small gray charcoal will continue to question, Ye Chen then asks. Sure enough, the small gray charcoal with a special obsession with food immediately shifted his attention.

"Unfortunately, if you make it like this, you can no longer make absinthe, you can only make absinthe soup."

Little Charcoal looked at the pot with regret, and inside it was already a pool of absinthe powder that was as sticky as sand, and shook his head.

"Bitter...absinthe soup?!"

Ye Chen and Honglian simultaneously whined silently.

It's already bad enough to make absinthe. If it's made into soup, isn't it bitter like Huanglian? This is definitely a torture of taste, even Chinese medicine is not so bad.

Guren is also downcast. Even if her previous life cannot be described as nourishment, but she is absolutely carefree. Even if you leave the taste system aside, this food called absinthe powder is also a kind of all normal organisms with taste. Severe torture.

As a result, early in the morning, the dining table of this family had become the battlefield of Shura. After drinking a bowl of absinthe, Ye Chen and Honglian had already bleed out, their eyes were lost, and their bodies showed pale colors.

Little gray charcoal is delicious, but honestly, I really want to study how her taste system structure is different from normal people.

After breakfast. It's time for Ye Chen and Honglian to "go out to work". To be precise, Ye Chen, a useless father, should still be out of work.

"Keep it at home, you know?"

Before leaving, Ye Chen touched the head of the small gray charcoal for the 101st time, and then told her.

Little Grey Chard nodded tirelessly, his eyes fell on the three iron wattles, as if to say, rest assured, father, I will take good care of them.

"This is good, this is good."

Turning around and leaving, he didn't take a few steps. Still a bit worried, Ye Chen turned back again.

"You can never do the heavy work again."

"Ok."

Little Grey Char didn't make fun of Ye Chen's current appearance, but he was very cooperative. Once again, he focused on the head again, and he was very serious.

Then, the two were teased by Guren as stupid father and daughter. It's just that it's a bit sour. I just want to join the fool's family. It's clear that this stupid girl is jealous.

Now, Ye Chen and Honglian are discussing what to do next.

Why would small charcoal feel abandoned and not useful? In this respect, in addition to the harshness or even domestic violence that parents may have, there is another element that cannot be ignored.

That is money.

Because it’s the poor, it’s already very difficult to feed yourself, not to mention bringing a child who can only eat and can’t do anything. It’s really troublesome. Poor families with this kind of thinking are not just small charcoal. This is the only one.

Small charcoal has this kind of thinking, and the root cause of harsh treatment is still because of poverty. Imagine if it is a wealthy family, how can a child under the age of ten produce a "no work will be sold "Off" this idea?

In other words, it is still a question of money. The most important thing is to make Xiao Charcoal feel at ease, no longer have to worry about abandoning or selling her because of poverty, and the best way is...

Guren kept staring at Ye Chen.

"Okay, I understand what you mean, but as a mother of a "poor family", is it really okay to let the father work alone?"

The scalp was numbed by Honglian's eyes with a clear meaning, Ye Chen could not help but refuted.

"I'm going to the library to read the materials."

Guren head leaned to the other side and hummed softly.

This lazy...the character who will be lazy immediately when he has time, looks very much like himself.

"That's it, wait until tomorrow to teach this stupid girl."

Ye Chen shook his head, while he was thinking about how to find a "job"...

"Spark out!"

A crisp voice sounded in front of him, and he had developed the habit of walking in the middle of the road. Ye Chen didn't realize how arrogant and dangerous his position was. Seeing a dark shadow rushing towards him, he unconsciously reached out and took a package... …

Wenxiang nephrite is full of arms!

"Bold!"

"presumptuous!"

"court death!"

In an instant, all kinds of drinking and scolding came from around. Ye Chen turned to look at her, and only saw a peach-blooded girl in red, who was being held in her arms. , At first glance is the rich lady.

Those who shouted Ye Chen out loud were the brothers and sisters who were behind the girl, all dressed like dogs, at least definitely not comparable to their coarse clothes.

"Oh, sorry."

Ye Chen spoke lightly, letting go of the girl in red.

"You... you are so bold, who gave you the courage to touch Miss Ben's body?"

The girl in red looked domineering, pointing at Ye Chen's nose and akimbo with one hand, scolding loudly.

"Um, sorry."

Ye Chen's mind was all about his baby daughter. Wherever he thought about this kind of thing, he responded casually and stepped forward to leave.

"Who allows you to go?"

A young brother in Tsing Yi jumped up and appeared to be a half-cultivator. He immediately stood in front of Ye Chen and sneered: "Inferior, you dare to touch Miss Qingluo's noble body with your dirty hands. It’s simply not to blame!"

"Did I already apologize twice?"

Ye Chen said lightly: "And I don't see where you are more noble than me. Not all are two legs and two hands. Do you still have a third hand, so it looks more noble?"

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