This villain has a little conscience, but not much!

"Why think so much!"

Qin Feng jumped on Tiantian's red-eyed Sirius, and decided to take Tiantian to save Muxiu, and also experience the unique wolf shock in the desert.

"Brother Qin!"

There was a blush on Tiantian's face, and she felt Qin Feng's firm chest behind her.

"I knew this guy had no good intentions!!"

Mo Daoqi's face was ashen, and he quickly drove the wolf to catch up.

Although Qin Feng's nine artifacts are a great favor to the Yanyun Clan, and he is willing to pay back with his own life, it doesn't mean that he can marry his sister.

"Let's go home!"

Qin Feng slapped the wolf's butt hard, and galloped towards the Yanyun clan.

This time, he not only wants to take Tiantian with him, but also plans to take Modao with Yanyun Shibaqi, and then find a chance to buckle the pot of the lost artifact on Modao's head.

If you can't pay back the artifact, use Tiantian to pay off the debt!

at this time--

In the big tent of the patriarch.

Yanyun Shibaqi looked eagerly at the nine artifacts in front of the patriarch.

According to Qin Feng's intention, the nine artifacts were given to them, but he didn't specify who to give them.

And the nine artifacts were not enough for 18 people, so they had no choice but to find their patriarch.

"This stinky boy..."

The patriarch looked at the nine artifacts, feeling both happy and angry.

The joy is naturally that Qin Feng regards this place as his home, and he will give away the nine artifacts as soon as he wants.

What makes him angry is that he married his precious daughter to him, but he gave the nine artifacts to others, not knowing how to honor his father-in-law.

"Patriarch!"

Yanyun Shibaqi noticed that the patriarch's eyes were as bright as titanium alloy dogs' eyes, and reminded in a low voice: "The golden knife son-in-law said that these nine artifacts were given to 18 of our brothers."

"What do you mean!?"

The patriarch seemed to be trying to cover up something, and immediately raised his voice: "Qin Feng is the son-in-law of the patriarch, and he can refine nine artifacts in one night. Will the patriarch care about these artifacts of yours!?"

"The patriarch is right!"

Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry nodded repeatedly.

But he took the artifact back in his hand, holding it tightly in his arms like a thief.

"This patriarch is not rare!"

If the patriarch hadn't wanted to maintain the majesty of the patriarch, he would have been wronged and cried under the covers.

He also wants an artifact! !

"Father is right, he won't care about those artifacts anymore!"

Qin Feng appeared on the stage like a savior, and walked in holding Tiantian's little hand.

"Son-in-law!!"

The patriarch immediately changed his tune and greeted him personally, only wanting an artifact that belonged to him.

"Father, take a step to speak!"

Qin Feng let go of the sweet novel, pulled the patriarch aside and said flickeringly: "I have a friend who is in danger, and I want to borrow your old Yanyun Shibaqi to rescue him."

"Of course it's fine!"

The patriarch resolutely agreed: "You are the son-in-law of my Yanyun clan. If you touch your friend, you will not give my Yanyun clan face. You must take eighteen cavalry to teach him a lesson."

"I knew Dad would agree!"

Qin Feng immediately said: "I have a friend who wants to borrow [-] red-eyed Sirius to hunt Caogu."

<tt_keyword_addata-title="game" data-tag="boutique recommendation" data-type="1" data-value="1913"></tt_keyword_ad>"One hundred thousand heads!?"

The patriarch was startled when he heard this.

Although they often go to the border to fight grass valleys, they are mainly small cavalry. One hundred thousand cavalry can already fight a large-scale war.

"Father, you understand!"

Qin Feng looked around and said in a low voice: "A man is not rich without windfall, a horse is not fat without night grass, and there is no rare material to refine artifacts. I am also a clever woman who can't cook without rice!"

"If you say that, Dad will understand!"

The patriarch smiled knowingly, nodded and agreed to lend it to Qin Feng.

After all, Qin Feng lent 20 red-eyed Sirius, and he still has [-] in his hand, and the artifact is priceless and not available to everyone.

"Who is the real son!?"

Mo Dao came in and saw the two of them showing the same smile, Xiaorou's eyes were fixed on Qin Feng all the time, and she felt inexplicably that she seemed a little redundant.

soon--

Qin Feng put [-] red-eyed Sirius into the autumn bean sack, handed it to the incarnation outside his body through the portable space, and then took Yanyun Shibaqi and Mo Dao to rescue Muxiu.

"A son-in-law is also half a child, my son has the qualifications of a great emperor!!"

The patriarch saw that Qin Feng was covered with artifacts, and knew that his artifacts were now stable.

"Go, go!!"

Qin Feng suddenly panicked, and hurriedly took out the Shenfeng boat and ran away.

I saw that the upgraded Shenfengzhou is more refined, and the speed becomes faster after starting, and the 30 version of the magic weapon cannon is installed on the bow.

Unlike the previous artifacts for transportation, the Shenfengzhou now also has means of attack.

"Um!?"

Everyone looked at each other suspiciously, not understanding what Qin Feng was panicking about.

at this time--

Mu Xiu was running for his life in panic.

He didn't intend to ask Lin San for help, he just wanted to return to Qin Feng's side quickly and become an invincible existence under that great emperor.

"It's Killer Renhuan!?"

Mu Xiu simply deduced and calculated the other party's information.

However, the opponent's tracking technique is very powerful, no matter how he conceals his traces, the opponent can catch up again at an extremely fast speed.

"Go to the Western Region City!!"

Mu Xiu gritted his molars, turned around and entered the desert.

Similar to the Yanyun clan, the Western Region City is also an important force in the grassland. Now he can't join Qin Feng for a short time, so he can only go to the nearest Western Region City to hide.

at this time--

Northern Border Fortress, Immortal Palace.

A soldier came to report: "Shangxian, recently we discovered that an army of about 10 people pretended to be us, and burned, killed and looted everywhere under the banner of you, Shangxian."

"Who is that!?"

The angry voice of the immortal from the upper realm sounded.

"I haven't found it yet..."

The soldier trembled, and hurriedly said: "But they are all wearing the armor of the northern fortress, and Ye Chen ransacked the treasure house of the northern fortress about two years ago, and took away about [-] sets of armor."

"It's Ye Chen again!!"

No matter how hard it was to suppress the anger of the immortals from the upper realm, a terrifying coercion swept across the world in an instant.

.........

Western Region City.

After Qin Feng received the news, he brought people over.

I saw that the streets are full of coquettish and charming dancers from the Western Regions with waists like silver snakes, and they will show you as much as possible within the scope of morality.

Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's not that I can't stand the temptation, it's because there are bad people among the masses!"

"Amitabha, my lord is right!"

Master Sannong nodded in agreement, and forgot about the mission here.

"Look, monk!?"

When a group of dancers from the Western Regions saw Qin Feng and the others, they immediately surrounded them with smiles and touched their bald heads.

"Amitabha!"

Master Sannong was neither angry nor angry, clasped his hands together and said: "Female benefactors, don't show off your figure everywhere, you should spend more time learning traditional postures. Come on, the poor monk will ask you a geography question. What is your home address?" !"

"What an interesting monk!"

The dancer from the Western Regions covered her lips and giggled, and the snow-white hills jumped up and down.

"Correct, elegant and coquettish, it seems that Ouyang has lost his side!"

Qin Feng sighed again.

I finally understand why my ancestors insisted on attacking the Western Regions...