The Emperor Descending the Heavens

After practicing all night, Qin Yu got up early again the next day.

After washing and dressing, he went out, and the two Qin Jiawu masters left with him.

Even after they left, Chen Song, who had not returned all night, dragged his exhausted body back to his home, fell down and slept, as if he had been tired all night.

at the same time.

Louvre city dozens of miles away.

Last night, the two martial artists were telling their master what happened last night.

"Master Shaocheng, we all underestimate Qin Yu. His cultivation is too high!"

One of the martial artists reported to the young man wearing a Jinpao in front of him.

The young Jinpao is the master of Luofu City.

His name was Luo Chen, and he was a famous son-in-law in Luofu City.

"Oh, how good is he? It scared you both back!"

Luo Chen asked with fun, slightly interested.

"Master of the city, you do n’t know. Last night, we and the Huaxianer in Baihuagu and the people in Devil's Yard all lost him. Finally, we found that he was followed by him in turn. We are not his opponents and he was warned Come back after a while! "

Another warrior described him exaggeratedly.

When Luo Chen heard them, her pupils shrank a little.

The unidentified person in Devil's Depth, what kind of cultivation he did not know.

But the flower fairy of Baihua Valley knows how he knows it.

Even the great martial arts master Xiu Wu could not help Qin Yu?

"Oh, it's getting more and more interesting!"

He reacted and chuckled, making the two warriors look at each other.

A moment later, one of them just said to him carefully: "That ... Lord of the Little City, Qin Yu let us tell you that sometimes there must be a life, and there is no time to force it, otherwise you will lose your life!"

"Oh! Mad enough, it seems that Ben Shao will go to meet him in person!"

Luo Chen once again showed playful color.

Looks like an extremely crippled child.

Valley of Flowers.

In a gazebo, Huaxianer was sitting there early in the morning, making a pot of hot morning tea, as if someone was waiting.

As the sun rises.

A beautiful man walked slowly towards the gazebo, which was Huayu Night, the first master of Baihua Valley.

Looking at Hua Yuye slowly coming, Hua Xianer's face showed a smile.

"Hua Xianer, why are you back? Didn't you help me stare at Qin Yu?"

Hua Yuye came to her and asked with a smile.

"My son, Qin Yu is not easy. Watching him, I don't think it's necessary anymore!"

Hua Xianer replied softly to him.

"Oh, how do you say?"

Wen Yan, Hua Yu Ye smiled.

Looking at her, she asked with a little surprise.

Huaxianer told him what happened last night.

After listening to Hua Yuye, she frowned slightly.

Immediately, she meditated.

Hua Xianer slowly raised the teapot and poured him a cup of tea.

He also poured a glass for himself and drank it for himself, without disturbing Hua Yuye's contemplation.

After a long time, Huayu Ye only reacted and took up the tea cup and drank it.

Gaze looked into the distance, revealing inexplicable expression.

"My son, how are you going to deal with Qin Yu?"

Looking at her, Hua Xianer asked slowly.

Hearing that, Hua Yuye laughed suddenly, and slowly put down his tea cup.

"Ha ha, Hua Yu Ye, it's not someone, it's all used to deal with it!"

"Oh, my son means ..."

"Get ready, let's meet him and see if he's really that good!"

Hua Yuye's face suddenly had a smile even more beautiful than a woman.