This evil king is a little annoying

Chapter 49 What drafts do you want

"Cultivation requires perseverance. From tomorrow onwards, every morning you have to chop thousands of jins of wood, [-] jin of bamboo, and wood and bamboo in neat, consistent lengths to consolidate your control over your existing cultivation. After all, you are eating pills. Casting, the foundation is not deep enough."

Gong Ziyu's expression was serious and serious, and he really began to arrange daily practice for Su Qiqi.

"A thousand catties of wood, a thousand catties of bamboo, aren't you kidding?" Su Qiqi looked stunned, this chopping wood and wood, and it added up to two thousand catties.

"If you don't practice hard, some of your current cultivations are just castles in the air, useless."

"Okay." Feeling that what Young Master Yu said made some sense, Su Qiqi agreed.

So for the next few days, every morning Su Qiqi carried a giant axe up the mountain to chop down trees, and Young Master Yu was also diligent and came to supervise the work every day.

It's just that Su Qiqi was tired in the mountains and forests. Whenever she wanted to rest, Gong Ziyu would shout from afar, "Don't stop, stop and start again, and cut a thousand more pieces."

Su Qiqi glanced at Gongzi Yu, who was sitting on a bamboo chair with a fan in his hand. Beside the bamboo chair, there were small porcelain pots and small porcelain cups with a sunshade inserted, while Gongzi Yu was lazy. Leaning on the chair, he drank two sips of tea from time to time, and said, "Good tea, good tea."

Why do you just want to kick him out!

"Don't look at my leisure now. When I was three years old, you were still babbling and learning to walk. You are just doing what I did when I was three years old." Gong Ziyu forced his face on his face who was too lazy to go to heaven. Gold affixed.

"Just leave some way for those people who are herding cattle. I said why there are so few cattle in Yingchuan, and you blow them up and fly away." Su Qiqi hit back at the bragging while chopping wood. The son of the draft.

At this time, Su Qiqi noticed that Gong Ziyu was taking something from the dark red ring in his hand.

And the material and style of this ring seem familiar in my memory, and I seem to have a similar ring.

Could it be that your own is also a space ring?
Thinking of this, Su Qiqi couldn't help speeding up the movements in her hands, so that she could finish her work earlier and go back to find the ring and take a look.

Unexpectedly, when Young Master Yu saw Su Qiqi working hard, he thought it was motivated by his own words, but he became even more vigorous: "Besides, when I was three years old, I was already familiar with poetry and books and understood human relations. Those 36 erotic pictures, there are Half of it was drawn by me when I was three!"

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I really didn't want to listen to Young Master Yu's nonsense in his ears, so Su Qiqi chopped up the wood and bamboo that should be cut in less than an hour.

Since each piece had to be chopped evenly in thickness and in the same length, it was an extremely test of control over strength. After the chop, Su Qiqi really felt that she had adapted a lot to this reborn body.

The originally rigid movements have gradually become more comfortable.

I have to say that Gongziyu's method is really useful.

He threw the axe casually, and saw the axe swirl in the air and directly inserted into the armrest of Gongziyu's chair.

It was only half an inch away from Gong Ziyu's arm.

"After finishing today's work, I'm going back. If I move a chair and talk sarcastically next to me tomorrow, I'll split your chair as a piece of wood." Su Qiqi left in a dashing manner.

Back in the mansion's bedroom, Su Qiqi immediately opened the cabinet beside the bed and looked at the jewelry inside.

(End of this chapter)