Chapter 3589 Little Boy Should Be Damned

Yang Yiming has a habit of finding a stepping stone, or cannon fodder, every time he makes a bet.

The first time he saw Qin Yi, he decided to let Qin Yi be the stepping stone this time.

Not for anything else, just because Qin Yi is not pleasing to the eye.

It doesn't matter if his cultivation base is not weaker than him, the emperor of the fourth realm is still so handsome, his appearance and demeanor directly surpass him.

How could he be willing?

It is better for such a person to die!

"However, judging from the direction this person came from, it seems that he is from the Eastern Frontier."

Yang Yiming frowned, feeling a little hesitant.

If this person is really a cultivator from the eastern border, then there will be some trouble.

He is not a strong man in the eastern border, and if he sets foot in the eastern border, he will be suppressed by the blockade of the main road, and his strength will be greatly reduced.

Although his cultivation base has not reached the seventh level, and the impact of the blockade of the avenue is not great, the impact still exists after all.

In the face of strong men of the same realm, one side is suppressed, but the other side is not affected. Whoever wins and who loses, naturally will not say more.

"Looking at this guy's delicate skin and tender flesh, it is likely that he can only rely on his appearance to cultivate to the current level, and his combat power should not be strong."

Yang Yiming thought maliciously, and the disgust in his heart almost overflowed.

There are no wonders in the heavens and the world.

Some people rely on their astonishing talents to cultivate to the peak step by step.

There are also some people who rely on their own appearance to climb to the sky in one step and get on the thigh of the strong. After that, the road of cultivation will be smooth and there will be no obstacles.

Such as the harem concubines of some emperors and gods, this is the most typical example.

These women are next to the lord of the dynasties and lords of the gods, so they no longer need to run around for the resources of practice. With the resources of an empire or the dynasties as the supply, the road to practice in the future will naturally be smooth.

This is an example for women, and naturally, there are also examples for men.

Yang Yiming has seen some male practitioners who are rich and beautiful, because they are favored by powerful female practitioners, and then they are like concubines of emperors and gods, so they no longer have to worry about cultivation resources.

In contrast, Yang Yiming's practice path can be described as extremely miserable.

Don't ask Yang Yiming why he knew, it would be tears of bitterness if he said too much.

Before he broke through the emperor, he once offended the little boy who was next to the female emperor, which caused the female emperor to be furious.

As a result, that time, he was chased and killed so that he had nowhere to go to heaven and nowhere to go down to earth, and almost fell into the opponent's hands.

If he hadn't gotten a chance later, he might have died tragically.

Although he later got revenge and killed the little boy and the female emperor himself on the spot, but he also hated the handsome man because of it.

This is not.

Qin Yi just hit the muzzle of his gun, a perfect stepping stone.

"Brother Qin, since we met, it means that we are destined for each other. Why don't we explore this ruin together? If we get something, we can split it up fifty-fifty, how about it?"

Yang Yiming's eyes flashed, and he laughed loudly.

"Can."

Qin Yi glanced at Yang Yiming with a half-smile, and agreed.

The situation of the ruins left by Tianzun Zhun of the Seven Prison Gates has changed, and he doesn't know much about the situation here.

Ming seemed to know a lot of things, so he could just use this person to understand the situation here.

He is also not afraid of Yang Yiming's schemes, if he is bored, he can just slap him to death.

"Brother Qin is really straightforward, please, let's chat while walking."

A trace of disdain flashed in Yang Yiming's eyes, he was indeed a fool with no brains, and he believed me so easily.

(end of this chapter)