Playful Concubine: Black-bellied Devil Emperor, be tough!

Chapter 531
The old man glanced at his grandson, and said slowly, "The domain king has a way to collect and prophesy Pluto's soul fragments, so that he will return in 10 years. Do you think those people have no future tricks?"

Shui Qingqing's mouth moved, "Grandpa, you, what do you mean?" Thinking of that thought, he subconsciously swallowed and didn't say it completely.

"Fate is rotating, we don't know what will happen in the future, but the cycle of cause and effect, 10 years ago is the cause, maybe this effect is about to start, Che'er, from today, retreat for half a year!"

Upon hearing this, Qingshui immediately jumped three feet high and shouted, "What, retreat for half a year! Isn't this killing me?"

However, the old man and the middle-aged man were very calm, "It will be half a year if you say retreat for half a year, and you won't be allowed to refuse."

After saying this, the old man waved his hand, and the clear water was immediately stopped. Apart from the movement of his head, he felt that other parts of his body were out of control.

"Grandpa, half a year is too long, how about three months?"

"Eight months!" the old man said without blinking.

"Four months." The voice of the clear water became softer.

The old man narrowed his eyes, "Ten months!"

"Don't, half a year is half a year, I admit it!" Shui Qing took a deep breath, the hero didn't suffer the immediate loss, and continued to discuss, the time would only get more and more, if the old man couldn't be beaten, it was better to compromise.

"It's not negotiable, ten months!" The old man didn't know why, it was as if he was determined, and he didn't care about Shui Qing's resentful expression.

Finally, he looked at his father, "Father, please beg for mercy for your son."

Before the middle-aged man could open his mouth, the old man snorted softly, "Please, whoever begs, we will go to retreat with you." Immediately, the middle-aged man cast a helpless look at Shui Qingqing.

Retreating for ten months is not going to work, not to mention that there are a lot of things in the Shui family waiting for him to deal with, even if his father does it himself, he would feel unfilial. Retreating is fine, but father and son cannot retreat together.

The water is clear and speechless, looking at the sky, "Didn't everyone say that true love is true love, why is Mao here with me, I feel like an enemy?" Ten months, almost a year, lonely, terrible!
"Cough cough" the old man coughed lightly, and Shui Qingqing was so frightened that he immediately closed his mouth and eyes, as if I had fallen asleep and I didn't say anything.

"You are limited to three days to draw the portrait in the retreat room and start retreat, otherwise, the time will continue to be postponed, and you will not even want to eat food." Seeing Shui Qing's eyes opened, the old man said this.

Immediately, the water was so clear that he almost vomited blood, what, the time he spent painting portraits is not counted in the time of retreat, can he be so picky.

However, he didn't dare to open his mouth anymore. When his grandfather hurt him, he could do whatever he wanted. When he became serious, even his father couldn't stop him, so he decided to accept his fate.

"Yes, grandson knows."

"Well, in ten months, if there is no obvious improvement, you will know the outcome." The old man gave Shui Qingqing an expression that you understand, and I won't explain it.

In the end, after discussing some things with the middle-aged man, the old man left with the back of his neck, which was clear of water, and he was like a specimen, unable to move.

In the end, he was thrown by his grandfather in an underground palace specially used for retreat and cultivation.

"Miscalculation! Miscalculation! If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't mention it. It was said that curiosity killed cats, but now it's curiosity that killed people, really!" Shui Qing muttered, regretful.

(End of this chapter)