Time travel to become a villain super prodigal

"Come out after you have chosen, I have already prepared a master for you."

Fen Tian looked at Ye Qianliu who was holding the Ice Sword Jue and urged, there are a lot of things in his study, if Ye Qianliu took some out secretly, he would cry to death.

"Oh!"

Ye Qianliu turned around and put Yu Jue back into the shelf, followed Fen Tian and An Yue outside.

Burning Heaven sacrificed Heizi to bring Ye Qianliu and An Yue to an open space.

"Okay, I'll leave the rest to you two, practice hard."

After Fen Tian finished speaking, he immediately threw Ye Qianliu and An Yue down, obviously planning to leave the stall and leave.

Naturally, it wouldn't be the first time for An Yue to be played like this by Fen Tian, ​​here he specially prepared anti-gravity white clothes.

An Yue picked up her true energy and slowly drifted down, and took out a folding fan in her hand.

Fanning the wind, he strolled forward and pulled out Ye Qianliu whose head was on the ground like a carrot.

"I said you don't understand the personality of that old ghost Fen Tian? You didn't prepare for anything."

An Yue looked at Ye Qianliu who had just been pulled out by herself and ran to the side stream to wash her mouth, and teased.

Mom sells batches!
Who knew that the old man Fentian was different this time from the last time. Ye Qianliu landed slowly last time, but this time he fell straight from an altitude of 800 meters without any buffer. Ye Qianliu might fall to his death.

"This old man Fen is very good at picking places. This place is where his flocks are discharged. The soil is very fertile!"

"what!?"

At this moment, Ye Qianliu could be sure that Fen Tian must have done it on purpose and that the damned An Yue must have not helped him on purpose, and he dared these two people to treat him as a joke.

Looking at Ye Qianliu with an aggrieved face, An Yue shook her head helplessly, and fanned herself with the folding fan in her hand, "Hey! Weak people are being bullied."

If it wasn't that he couldn't beat this guy, Ye Qianliu would have rushed to tear his mouth open.

Helplessly, he couldn't beat these old bones who lived at least 300 years old, Ye Qianliu could only swallow his anger, restrained his anger, smiled and said in his heart, "Master, where do we start practicing? "

This startled An Yue, "What are you doing, master? I'm not your master, at best I'm a strong man."

Ye Qianliu put on a smile that was uglier than crying, and continued to ask, "That strong man, where do we start to practice?"

"It's natural for a cultivator to train his body first, so you should run around the sheepfold ten times first."

"Then I would like to ask the strong man, how big is this sheep pen?" Ye Qianliu felt that it would be better to smell it clearly.

"No, it's about three hundred miles away." An Yue replied after thinking for a while. In fact, he wasn't very sure. After all, he basically came here last time to steal sheep and eat them. How could he calculate the distance.

"Three hundred miles? Ten laps!"

Ye Qianliu was stunned, this old man Fentian was just able to play, and there was no one around such a large area to raise a dozen sheep to play with.

"Why? It's too little, why don't you add another ten laps?"

An Yue frowned frivolously, just looking at Ye Qianliu.

This is not considered public revenge for An Yue, the cultivator does have to train the body first, but it is still possible to add some difficulty to the body training.

"Not too little!" Ye Qianliu answered loudly and sharply, and seemed to be in a very good spirit.

An Yue nodded, that's what she wanted, and I'll make it hard for you to kick me in a while.

"Then run fast!"

Ye Qianliu planned to set off with an aggrieved face.

An Yue glanced at Ye Qianliu who had nothing on him, was very dissatisfied, and stopped him.

"Wait!" Ye Qianliu looked back with surprise, he thought An Yue was a bit human.

An Yue fumbled from her inner world for a while, and finally took out something similar to a vest, and threw it in front of Ye Qianliu.

"Put this on."

The clothes of meteorites, made of iron from meteorites outside the sky, seem to be a tired dead man who doesn't pay much attention to reality.

The first two sentences were learned by Ye Qianliu through Huang Jintong, and the last sentence was Ye Qianliu's feeling at the moment.

He seriously suspected that the bastard An Yue was avenging himself and abusing himself.

In fact, there is no need to doubt, An Yue is avenging her personal revenge, her beloved quilt was ruined by Ye Qianliu to look like that, it is strange that An Yue is not angry.

"faster."

A root appeared in An Yue's hands, and seeing Ye Qianliu, an old man's speed, he became angry.

"oops!"

Ye Qianliu let out a pain and ran a little faster, but within a few minutes he regained his old man's speed.

Dark Moon looked annoyed at this.

Good boy, I can't deal with you anymore, Dark Moon decided to use more advanced props,
Mace, An Yue nodded in satisfaction, this thing hit Ye Qianliu, probably enough for him to speed up.

"Hurry up for me."

A stick hit Ye Qianliu's buttocks hard. Ye Qianliu's buttocks were smashed by several sharp teeth, and a trickle flowed out.

"what!"

Under the blessing of this bleeding buff, Ye Qianliu's speed had a qualitative leap, and he threw An Yue far away in a short while.

An Yue didn't expect that the mace was so easy to use, Ye Qianliu could run so fast, she couldn't help but nodded, she was really a little genius.

But now is not the time to talk about this, we have to take the mace off Ye Qianliu's butt first.

An Yue appeared behind Ye Qianliu in the next moment, and picked him up with one hand. Ye Qianliu was still in a running posture, tossing and turning.

An Yue directly hit him with a hand knife to knock Ye Qianliu out, and then casually took off the mace from Ye Qianliu's butt.

The wound that was originally a trickle turned into a spurt of blood, and An Yue stuffed a Resurrection Pill into Ye Qianliu's mouth as usual.

Seeing Ye Qianliu whose breathing became more and more even, An Yue complained, "It's really troublesome, forget it, let's wash the marrow first."

An Yue knew how bad Ye Qianliu's health was, so she stuffed a pill into Ye Qianliu's mouth, and then sat down cross-legged. For the sake of it, An Yue decided to stay with him here for a while.

As usual, he took out the chessboard, but this time he was not studying the chess game, and shouted to the sky, "Fen Laogui is here to play chess."

"What kind of chess?"

"What else can you do besides Go?" An Yue said angrily.

Then he took out the white chess stick and threw it to Fen Tian,

Ye Qianliu, who was under the attack of the medicine, felt his body was floating, he didn't feel any pain, on the contrary, he felt very comfortable.

Poor Ye Qianliu didn't know that this was the feeling before death.

At this moment, the Liujian in Ye Qianliu reacted, and an incomparably cold wave spread around Ye Qianliu, quickly attracting Fen Tian and An Yue who had just started the game.

At this moment, Ye Qianliu's body was blue in color. If nothing happened, no one would believe it.