Ye Qing's hand holding the spoon froze in mid-air.
He turned his head slowly and slowly, looking at Sea Dragon Douluo with a look as if he were looking at Dragon Transformation in prehistoric horror.
It was full of shock, speechlessness, and the feeling that this guy was hopeless.
Not only him, but also Ah Yin was stunned.
Her beautiful purple eyes widened slightly, and for the first time, an obvious, almost dull expression of astonishment appeared on her beautiful face.
She looked at Ye Qing, then at Sea Dragon Douluo, her red lips slightly parted, as if she wanted to say something.
But I feel that any language seems so feeble at this moment.
Obviously, Blue Silver Emperor, who has lived for 100,000 years and has experienced a lot, cannot understand it at all at this moment.
In front of me is Titled Douluo, who is Sea God Island Second Worship with a strength of level ninety-four. His brain...
How long is it?
How did you rely on such "wisdom" to cultivate all the way to this level without being tricked to death or stupid enough?
There are only three people in this room now!
One is a child under ten years old, Soul Power humble, and tired even after taking two steps!
One is Soul Power, who is also not very strong, and has a sensitive identity. He is an incarnation of Soul Beast who will cause commotion whenever he appears!
The only one left is Titled Douluo, who is strong, strong, experienced, capable of fighting, resisting, and running away. He perfectly meets all the requirements for entering the treasure house at night and retrieving items without leaving a trace.
Besides you, who else has the ability and the conditions to carry out this sneaky act...
Oops, is it a "strategic retrieval" mission?
Is this even necessary to ask?
When you ask this question, don't you think it's outrageous?
Sea Dragon Douluo seemed to realize something was wrong instantly after asking this question.
He looked at the expressions of Ye Qing and Ah Yin, as if they had been struck by lightning, and his old face suddenly turned red, all the way to the root of his neck.
He opened his mouth, wanting to explain or say something to restore his precarious image of IQ.
But when the words came to his lips, they turned into an even more outrageous struggle:
"I... I am a powerful person of Sea God Island Second Worship! Titled Douluo level! You... you want me to do this... this kind of sneaky and stealing thing?"
Sea Dragon Douluo's voice was full of humiliation and disbelief.
It's as if Ye Qing asked him to dig out shit instead of performing an important and great task related to Sea God Inheritance:
"This... if this spreads out, will my old face of Sea Dragon Douluo be lost? How can I still hang out in Sea God Island in the future? How can I raise my head in the Douluo Continent's Titled Douluo circle?"
Ye Qing Looking at Sea Dragon Douluo's tragic look of someone who would rather die than obey, a soldier who can be killed but not humiliated, he felt a nameless Evil Fire rush from the soles of his feet straight to the sky.
He slapped the spoon on the table, stood up, put his hands on his hips, raised his little face, and asked Sea Dragon Douluo, who was several heads taller than him, a soul question:
"Sea God Island What's wrong with Second Worship?"
Ye Qing's voice is crisp and bright, with an aura that says I will clean up my house today:
"I, Ye Qing, am still the designated heir of Sea God! If I tell you to go, you have to go! Hurry up, don't be bothered by me here and do nothing!"
"Keep it up, be careful. I will report you to sister Bo Saixi when I get back! Just say that you are not doing things well, pushing back and forth, and questioning Lord Sea God's guidance! You don't want to... be hung on the rocks by sister Bo Saixi and whipped by Sea God's Light, right?"
The name Bo Saixi seems to have some magical power.
Sea Dragon Douluo The grief, anger and unyieldingness on his face instantly melted like ice and snow under the sun at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It turned into a complex expression mixed with fear, helplessness, and a hint of grievance.
He seemed to have seen the unparalleled and powerful Sea God Island Grand Pontiff, looking at him with those calm eyes that could freeze his soul.
Then with a flick of his hand, he was hung up and whipped like a top in full view of everyone.
The picture was so beautiful that he didn't dare to think about it.
"Pfft..."
At this moment, a very slight but clearly audible chuckle, like pearls falling on a jade plate, suddenly came from the side.
Sea Dragon Douluo turned his head sharply and glared fiercely at the source of the sound - Ah Yin, who was covering his red lips with his delicate hands and shrugging his shoulders slightly, obviously trying his best to hold back his laughter but still couldn't.
"Why are you laughing?"
Sea Dragon Douluo seemed to have found an outlet to vent his emotions, blowing his beard and glaring at Ah Yin, his voice filled with irritation and anger. "Are you laughing? Ah!"
Ah Yin was startled by Sea Dragon Douluo's roar and quickly made an expression like "I'm serious, I'm not laughing".
But the slightly trembling eyelashes and the lingering smile in her eyes still betrayed her.
She muttered aggrievedly, "I... I didn't smile..."
"Look at you! You're in a hurry!"
Ye Qing said, "Why are you taking it out on Ah Yin? They provoke you? What should you do if you scare them with your fierce look?"
Sea Dragon Douluo looked at Ye Qing's "protecting the calf" look, and then looked at the aggrieved Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast behind him, and felt a mouthful of old blood clogged in his chest, unable to get up or get down.
His eyes widened and he pointed at Ah Yin, his voice slightly changed due to grief and anger:
"Xiao Qing! Are you not mistaken? Am I scaring her? She is Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in disguise! She is Blue Silver Emperor! She is the emperor of Plant-type Soul Beast!"
Sea Dragon Douluo's voice is full of absurdity:
"It's good if she doesn't scare me! Should I scare her? I..."
He finally saw that the young master was determined to favor this Soul Beast!
How long have we known each other?
Has your soul been taken away?
Ye Qing I'm too lazy to continue this nutritious debate with Uncle Sea Dragon, who is clumsy in some aspects and possessed by drama in some aspects.
With a wave of his hand, he made the final decision, his tone unquestionable:
"Come on! It's settled!"
"You, Sea Dragon Douluo, after eating, go do your business immediately, immediately, now! Go to the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, find the treasure house, and bring Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud, our Heart of the Sea God, back to me intact!"
"As for me and Ah Yin..."
"As for us, let's go shopping on the busiest street of Heaven Dou City, see the night view, buy some delicious food, and experience the nightlife of the imperial capital. After all, we've come here, so we can't go in vain, right?"
After saying that, he didn't give Sea Dragon Douluo a chance to appeal again. He directly put down the bowls and chopsticks, and very naturally took up the warm and soft little hand of Ah Yin next to him.
"Let's go, Ah Yin, let's go shopping!"
Ye Qing pulled Ah Yin, who was still a little unresponsive, and walked towards the door without looking back.
Only a back figure was left, and a gentle and expectant instruction:
"I hope that when we come back after shopping and eating enough food..."
"You can see that our wise and brave Lord Sea Dragon Douluo has... triumphed, returned, come, oh~"
As soon as the voice fell, the door opened with a "squeak" and then closed with a "bang".
In the room, Sea Dragon Douluo was the only person left in the room, sitting alone next to the table full of leftovers.
The candlelight danced, stretching his shadow long and diagonally, casting it on the wall, making him look particularly lonely.
Sea Dragon Douluo stared blankly at the two empty seats opposite, and then looked at the plate of soy sauce beef in front of him that he had only eaten one piece. He felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
He picked up the chopsticks and wanted to pick up another piece of meat, but he felt that the food was tasteless.
Somehow, a strong, indescribable emotion, mixed with grievance, loss, and a touch of sadness, surged into his heart.
He felt that he...
It seems to have fallen out of favor.