Chapter 155 A dog that has been raised for so many years has no feelings at all

Ye Machen answered him with Yuan Li.

The emperor looked at the emerald green power on the young man's palm, and his heart was shocked, "Green Yuan Martial Artist?!" Chen'er, you're only sixteen!! ”

The ecstasy was revealed on the face of the emperor, who had been in power for many years and had long since subsided with anger.

The sixteen-year-old Green Yuan Warrior is terrifying to think about!

"I have an unsullied body, and I started practicing in my mother's womb, if not...... I've already reached a higher level! At the mention of this, Ye Machen showed a hint of anger.

God treated him unfairly, gave him such a perfect martial arts physique, and cruelly made him block his muscles and veins when he was in the womb, and even failed to lower his body!

If everything goes well, even he doesn't know how far he can cultivate now.

"Chen'er, don't think about the past, you have the cultivation of the Green Yuan Warrior, and you have won the Xia Kingdom, even if you ascend the throne, no one will dare to laugh at the royal family."

The emperor narrowed his eyes, his whole body was relaxed, as if the evil qi that had been held for more than ten years finally dispersed, "No wonder you can kill your master, I remember that he also has the cultivation of a Green Yuan martial artist?" ”

"That old dog, not to mention Lu Yuan, he is a Qing Yuan martial artist!" Night dust snorted coldly.

The emperor was moved, "He is a Qingyuan martial artist, how are you ...... that dust?"

"Don't ask!"

Ye Machen suddenly became irritable, "I don't want to hear a word about that old dog in the future!" ”

The emperor paused, Ye Machen's temperament was capricious, with the innocence of a teenager, and a little more perverse, always cloudy and uncertain.

But at this time, he didn't have the heart to think about this, and when Ye Machen was angry, he rushed out of the coercion, which made him feel a little frightened, and he had to force Yuan Li to resist.

That Yuan Li is not the yellow as rumored by the outside world, but a faint green.

"Green Yuan? Father, are you also a Green Yuan Warrior? Night Machen smiled meaningfully.

He has a delicate face, and a pair of peach blossom eyes always seem to contain spring dew, seemingly careless, but layer after layer of coercion presses the emperor.

The emperor broke out in a cold sweat, and the night dust suddenly issued a coercion, and he resisted hard enough.

He relied on his own cultivation to Huang Yuan, but Lu Yuan has not been able to break through, so he has been taking medicine all these years, and he was able to break through not long ago, compared to the real Green Yuan martial artist, there is always something worse.

"Dust, that's enough!" The Emperor shouted.

Ye Machen's expression was cold, he withdrew his coercion, and said sadly: "I just want to try my father's realm, why is my father angry?" ”

The emperor is helpless, how can he tell him that the emperor's anger is like the power of heaven, and he cannot be provoked?

Besides, Ye Machen has suffered a lot since he was born, of course, the most important thing is his unattainable talent, which makes him have to be pitied.

"Chen'er, my father is not angry, it's just that if you come a few more times, my father's body will not be able to bear it."

The emperor's loving and doting appearance, if a third person saw it, I am afraid that his jaw would drop in shock.

Ye Machen smiled obediently and asked, "The matter of the old Dingguo Gong was done by my father?" ”

When it came to Lao Dingguogong, the emperor's expression was cold, "No, it was done by Ye Wuhan, he was a little scheming, and he finally did something right." He shouted directly by name.

Ye Machen squinted, "It seems that my father has cultivated this stand-in of mine all these years." ”

"It's just a waste, even Huang Yuan is eaten by medicine, where can it compare to the true dragon body of Chen'er?" The Emperor said contemptuously.

Ye Machen chuckled, "Father's heart is really the same as that of ice, a dog that has been raised for so many years has no feelings at all." ”

Without waiting for the emperor to answer, he looked at Yechi Pear lying on the ground and said with a smile: "This woman is the sister of my mother's compatriot, father, why don't I take action to heal her muscles and veins?" ”