Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Qin Wangzheng's confidential secretary's decision-making ability is definitely hundreds of times stronger than Miss Bai Ren's. At least he will not ask about big and small things over and over again.

"Your Majesty, it is impossible to make a special trip to serve His Highness." Bai Ren said helplessly, "Your Highness must work hard, there is only twenty catties left to reach the king's daily workload."

Several working groups continued to classify the slips and move them around.

Soon, Yan Ce finished all the important matters, walked out the door and looked at the slightly dim sky with the sun setting in the west.

"Death from overwork."

He squinted and saw the Xiang family loli playing with digging a tree with a dead branch at the base of the wall.

Quietly looking at the quiet and well-behaved King Chu.

I feel that the character design is getting more and more wrong. Why is it not naughty? I can't find a reason to leave a permanent psychological shadow on him.

Yu turned her head, looked at Demon King Yan, and immediately looked away. The fear from her heart made her chubby legs tremble, and she picked up a small branch and pointed at the boy.

At this time, there were not many people in the school, and the Mohist scientific research group went to dinner with his funds. Miss Bai and some nobles also went to and from get off work normally, and Ming Ji also sneaked out to purchase supplies.

"You are a bad person!"

She raised her delicate little face and shouted.

"Why?" Yan Ce asked, "How do you define good and bad?"

"Ah?" Yu suddenly couldn't understand what the boy was talking about, showing a sad expression, and then said with certainty: "You are a bad person."

"Then you have no meat tonight."

"Ugh..."

Yu grinned, thinking of his submissive grandpa for a moment, so sad that he left wet saliva.

"Not tomorrow."

"Huh?" Yu's expression froze.

"There will be none in the future."

Yan Ce deliberately ridiculed this loli who "I want to cry, so I can't cry".

With meaningless slogans in his mouth, Yu picked up a twig and charged at the terrifying Demon King Yan.

The will can override the body, erupting with power beyond oneself, spanning the strength gap between the boy and the loli, and the emotional fluctuations to the maximum.

The idea of ​​victory ignited the girl's unyielding fire, which burned in her young body, and her slender hands clenched the branches tightly, recalling in her mind the strongest swordsmanship taught to her by her grandfather.

Countless buffs seemed to be applied to Yu's head all at once.

And Yan Ce just picked up a broken dead branch casually, defenseless.

So, can win.

This is the strongest move, singing justice will win.

The spirit is stronger than the body, and a young rookie can also be stronger than a big devil at his peak.

With extremely fierce spirit, Yu raised a twig to poke Yan Ce's stomach.

About ten seconds.

The indomitable young overlord was hanged and beaten by Yan Ce.

The branch of the little hand was broken into several pieces by Yan Ce casually, and the desperate Loli retreated to the tree under the tree.

"Brother Yu, are you imagining something impossible?"

Yan Ce smiled helplessly.

"If you want to kill me, at least you have to show some decent sword skills"

The black eyes flashed with teasing color, he held the branch, and stabbed forward very quickly, as if he was holding a deadly dagger in his hand.

The tip of the branch happened to touch a piece of falling snow, and the small, hexagonal crystal lines on the brown dead branch were extremely conspicuous.

"Want to learn? I'll teach you."

Yu stared blankly for a long time, then nodded heavily.

"study!"

"So, what will you call me from now on?"

"Husband..."

She was silent for a moment, then tilted her head and asked.

"No, it's Master!" Yan Ce corrected.

"Oh." Yu stretched out his hand, and crossed his chest vigilantly, "Bad master."

After watching silently for a while, Yan Ce loosened his muscles and bones, and did not molested the low-strength Lori.

"Have you degenerated to the point of gaining false satisfaction by defeating the weak? It's really pitiful."

Watching the teenager bullying the little girl with no limit to his physical strength and technical advantages, the adults couldn't help but sneer indifferently.

The eyes shot out of the pupils stared at Yan Ce's thick skin that was already impenetrable.