Chapter 329 The Splendor of the World in the Demon City

Ying Li has been the general of a country for so many years, of course he is not only muscular, no matter how worried he is about this situation, he will not show it openly, his face quickly returned to calm, and he said with a smile: "Old, young At that time, I didn’t need to take care of this injury, and I could continue to fight. Now I won’t be energetic if I don’t lie down for a few days.”

Qin Yi said casually: "The lifespan of a monster is much longer than that of a human, right? I don't think Yingshuai is old."

Ying Li said: "There are many kinds of monsters. Those like the door bars that I turned into monsters have no roots to speak of. It is very difficult to practice. Maybe there is no hope of congealing pills in this life. After hundreds of years, they will eventually decay and degenerate. It becomes a door bar without aura again. At this time, it is tantamount to being dead... The door bar body can only be regarded as its bones."

Qin Yi just talked about it casually, unexpectedly Ying Li would actually explain something to him, and he couldn't help thinking about it because of this topic. He doesn't care whether the gangster is dead or not, what he thinks of is green tea.

The enlightened tea like Qingcha, the senior sister also said that it is difficult for her to practice, and the fairy palace only regards her as a little maid, and she is not even considered a disciple when making a book.

Even the big-headed boy who turned from the pine tree at the door may have a better future than green tea, because they are complete organisms, which are much better than a piece of tea. What's more, pine trees can grow for countless years if they are rooted in the soil. As long as they don't suffer from natural disasters and man-made disasters, they can't die. Clear tea is not enough...

Could it be that she will turn into a piece of tea again soon?

This is absolutely unbearable, I must find a way in the future...

Ying Li was continuing to say: "Goshawks like me are somewhat similar to you people. Their lifespan is limited by their body, so it should be as much as it should be. It is nothing more than the increase in lifespan due to the improvement of practice. You have a long life. And I am over 800 years old this year, so I don't think there is much room for improvement."

Ying Li should be the sixth or seventh layer of condensed core? It's a bit slow to cultivate to this level in 800 years... Qin Yi can't say he is slow, because he is already the strongest under one person in Baiguo, and there are thousands of people who are slower than him Monsters, the difficulty of cultivation can be seen.

"After the three veins are united and the demon city is unified, the situation will be much better. Yingshuai will definitely be able to break through." Ye Ling said on his shoulder: "Now everyone's cultivation speed is much faster than before. Yingshuai is here. It is really amazing to be able to condense pills under the previous conditions, and it is even more difficult now."

"Yes." Yingshuai bowed slightly respectfully: "Your Majesty is so talented, and if we rule the demon city, we will have the possibility of revival. If it is as great as it used to be, we will never be able to do so. Can shrink into the shelter of Kunpeng, linger on, and never get out."

"It's okay if you don't go out." Ye Ling raised her head: "We want to protect the best Kun Kun in the world!"

Qin Yi almost threw her off his shoulder.

Ying Li's cheeks also twitched twice, and he said earnestly: "Young master has been imprisoned many times by the king for not going out, do you have no regrets at all?"

Ye Ling smiled apologetically: "If you want to be confined, you have to wait for my brother to leave. When my brother is around, I have to accompany him. I can't be confined."

Ying Li clutched his wound, wanting to vomit blood.

Qin Yi held back his laughter, and suddenly realized that Ye Ling's bear appearance was cute to him, but to Cheng Cheng, he was really a bear...

When you want her to be majestic, "slightly slightly", when you want her to charge forward, she will hold her head and squat in defense. I am afraid that her head will grow three times when training this heir...

Ying Li took a few breaths, obviously aware of Ye Ling's virtue, so he didn't want to argue with the bear boy, and continued to say to Qin Yi: "The last one is the blood of the beast, like the young master, even if the blood of the snake is not She is pure, and she is already different from all the monsters. Her cultivation will be very fast, and her lifespan will be very long. But because her cultivation is too fast, there seems to be something wrong with her growth."

Qin Yi coughed twice, but did not speak.

Ying Li continued: "So the blood of the Yaozu is the most fundamental and most important thing. You are amazingly talented, but a dog with blood will never be able to swallow the moon. The blood of the king is no longer pure, and it has caused many problems over the years; The young master's bloodline is not pure, which caused the king to risk his life to break into the secret realm of the remnant soul of the snake, just to try to be perfect for her. The injury of the king, and today's chaos all stem from this."

Qin Yi squinted his eyes, and finally realized what Yingli was trying to say by beating around the bush.

Ye Ling's virtue is obviously difficult to convince the crowd. The loyal lock of the demons is still Cheng Cheng, and he also recognizes Cheng Cheng's descendants. Ying Li's defense against Qin Yi in his heart was probably more serious than guarding against any major enemy.

To be honest, although this was aimed at himself, the starting point was still worthy of respect. Qin Yi didn't feel hostile to it, and there was no need to argue with others. On the contrary, he is not very comfortable with this theory of bloodlines. This is still a difference in the education he received since childhood. Of course, the situation of the monster race may indeed require bloodlines, and he has no position to refute.

Qin Yi was silent for a moment, then sighed slightly: "Why should Yingshuai worry too much, I'm only going to the Demon City to practice, at least I can be considered a friend of the Demon City, doesn't it mean that Yingshuai doesn't want to recognize him?"

Ying Li also remained silent for a while, with a complicated expression on his face: "You are not only a friend of the demon city, but this time you saved the king's life, you saved the entire demon city. If it has nothing to do with blood, if you want my life to vent your anger, I will Don't frown."

"What do I want your life for?" Qin Yi smiled, took out a bottle of pill and put it on the bedside: "My pill may not be better than the pill of the demon city, but it can be considered a useful supplement. Yingshuai, take care Rest, there will be time to be side by side in the future."

After leaving Yingli Mansion with Ye Ling, Qin Yi was still a little silent. In fact, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he was a little empty.

Ye Ling said on his shoulder: "I don't know what Yingshuai is struggling with. It's so strange."

Qin Yi thought Ye Ling didn't understand, so he smiled: "You don't understand, it's okay, you don't need to understand."

Ye Ling said: "I don't understand. If brother wants to be with Master, why must he have a baby? Can't he not?"

Qin Yi staggered, and Ye Ling on his shoulder was finally thrown away. He flapped his wings twice in the air, and cried loudly in front of Qin Yi: "Brother, if you want a baby, don't want me..."

Qin Yi really wanted to slap himself on the forehead again, forget about being autistic.

With a mess of wool in his head, Qin Yi dragged the crying Ye Ling back to the palace. After entering the East Palace, I feel even more self-imposed. There are not even any chairs in this palace. The humming monster is floating, the Echo Stone is squatting, and the fine sand sculpture guards the door. The pigeons don’t know where to go. When Ye Ling arrived at home, she sat on the ground and looked at Qin Yi with aggrieved eyes.

"Where's the chair?"

Ye Ling pursed her mouth: "My brother used to watch me crawl all over the ground, but now I want a chair..."

You don't want a chair, I want it! Qin Yi didn't say that, and changed his angle to be persuasive: "Ye Ling, you lie on your stomach all day, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No, it's most comfortable to lie on my stomach." Ye Ling turned over as she said that, lying on her stomach in a big shape.

"..." Qin Yi had blue veins on his forehead, and he continued to be persuasive: "Do you feel that what you lack compared to your master is flattened by lying on your stomach like this?"

Ye Ling raised her head sharply.

There has never been a chair in the East Palace, so there is an extra row of chairs.

Ye Ling began to consider whether to change his training posture, sitting beside him thinking, very distressed.

Qin Yi didn't sit in a chair. He stood in the garden outside the hall, looking at the location of Hanxiang Hall from a distance, with his head blank, not knowing what he was thinking.

Another drizzle fell, intertwining in the mid-air of the palace, like a dream like smoke.

The gate of Hanxiang Hall was opened, and a stunning woman walked out slowly, wearing white clothes with gold rings, barefoot under her skirt.

The two looked at each other through the rain curtain, and Qin Yi said after a long time, "Is it out?"

"Leaving the gate." Cheng Cheng said in a provocative voice, "Sir, this achievement is great, how do you want me to reward you?"

"There is nothing to reward." Qin Yi said calmly: "There is a dumb girl Cheng Cheng in Jinxiufang in the east of the city. I wonder if she has gone back?"

"If Mister goes, she must be here." Cheng Cheng said indifferently: "Sir, you might as well take a look, the world is beautiful in this demon city."