There was no longer any meaning in staying here any longer. Pulling Qing Ya who was absent-minded, Ye Hua said, "Xiao Jiu, call a car over."
Lord Jiu immediately stood up. "I'll make the arrangements now. Boss, please wait for a while. The driver will be here soon."
Ye Hua nodded his head. This Wei Chang and Lie Gu's temperament is very weird, as long as someone is disrespectful to me, I will kill them without saying a word. Leaving this Xiao Jiu with me can also be used to deal with some trivial matters.
If Jiu Ye were to know of Ye Hua's thoughts, he would definitely be in a dilemma. On one hand, he wants to hug Ye Hua's thigh, and on the other hand, he also wants to hug Ye Hua's thigh to save face …
Very quickly, Jiu Ye's Rolls-Royce Phantom arrived, and the driver respectfully opened the door of the car. Ye Hua pulled Qing Ya who was absent-minded and walked out of the side hall. The things that they are talking about are too childish, I am not interested in knowing about it, and I don't want to know about it either. Right now, I am only curious about the thoughts of Qing Ya, this fool. After knowing my strength, you are already stupefied. Let's see if you are still going to be naughty in the future.
Qing Ya was indeed stupefied, never in a million years would I have thought that the man that I randomly found would be a cultivator. I really don't know if this is good luck or bad luck, could it be that all cultivators have such a bad temper? Asking his woman to peel crayfish and buy pancakes at every turn?
On the way back, the two of them didn't converse with each other at all. Ye Hua was a little impatient, could it be that this stupid woman was scared silly?
"Stop at the side." Ye Hua said coldly.
The driver didn't dare to say anything else. He had to pull over even if he had to pay a fine.
After pulling Qing Ya who was still in a daze, Qing Ya walked to the riverside and gazed into the distance.
There were quite a number of couples strolling along the riverside, and there were also many elderly people dancing in the square. The main reason was that the riverside was cool. From time to time, a cool breeze would blow, making one feel relaxed and happy.
Ye Hua took out a stick of cigarette and lit it up, then leaned against the guardrail. Meanwhile, Qing Ya was standing at the side, and the breeze was blowing her beautiful hair, not knowing what she was thinking about.
After finishing smoking a cigarette, Ye Hua was a bit irritated. Could it be that I have really become stupid?
"Speak." Ye Hua said gravely.
Qing Ya took a deep breath, then asked, "Ye Hua, do you know [Grafting]?"
"What do you mean?" Ye Hua slightly wrinkled his brows.
"If I learn it, I can absorb your inner force."
Ye Hua, "… …"
"What's the point of learning that kind of inferior cultivation technique?" Ye Hua said in disdain. This woman's hair is too long, but her experience is too short.
"Do you know Three Flower at One's Prominence?"
Ye Hua's frown deepened.
"No, then do you know the Nine Yin Sutra?"
Ye Hua had the thought of smacking Qing Ya's butt.
"Ah, not yet. Where's the Dark North Divine Art?"
"You can't even do that! Buddha's Palm headquarters, right? "
"Sigh, Ye Hua, could it be that you have cultivated the Sunflower Manual?"
Ye Hua couldn't bear it anymore and hugged Qing Ya into his embrace, "Don't you know whether or not I have practiced the Sunflower Treasured Book!"
Qing Ya let out a breath. Just now, I just wanted to tease Ye Hua a bit, and upon discovering that he is still the same as before, I can finally be at ease. Just that, with the additional identity of a cultivator, I don't know if I will be able to gain face for myself if I were to tell others about it.
For example, other people say.
My husband is worth tens of billions. Where does your husband come from?
Qing Ya placed her hands on her waist and shouted out proudly, "Your husband is nothing, my husband is someone from the cultivation world."
If Ye Hua knew what Qing Ya was thinking right now, he would definitely give Qing Ya a lecture. To actually compare yourself with that kind of low-rank job.
"Are you really someone from the cultivation world?" Qing Ya asked.
Ye Hua didn't know how to reply. What the hell is the cultivation world? If I were to deny right now, would she go back on her words? After all, what I am betting on is whether I am a cultivator or not.
However, admitting that I am a cultivator, I feel really low. However, for the sake of teaching Qing Ya a lesson, I might as well be a little low. Seems like for this woman, my bottom line is getting lower and lower.
"Yes." Ye Hua said indifferently.
"Then, are you very powerful, the kind that can blow up a car with a punch, and can even fly into the sky?"
"Yes."
"Then, can I fly on a sword? Can I fly into space? But there is no oxygen, Ye Hua, do you not want to breathe anymore? "
A few black lines appeared on Ye Hua's forehead.
"No wonder you were like that that night … so you are a cultivator, you must have taken your medicine."
Ye Hua was really angered and said coldly, "You can come and give it a try tonight!"
"Tsk, I won't fall for it. Don't think that just because you are a cultivator, I have to hug onto your thigh and listen to your words!" Qing Ya pushed Ye Hua away, stood in front of Ye Hua, raised her chin and said confidently.
Ye Hua said gravely, "Did you forget about your vow!"
"What vow? I don't know what you are talking about. "
"I knew that you would be like this!" Ye Hua took out his phone and played Qing Ya's recording.
"If Ye Hua is really a cultivator, I, Qing Ya, promise that I will be obedient in the future, Ye Hua will be my sky, alright?"
After listening to her vow, Qing Ya immediately understood, I was tricked by Ye Hua again.
"I won't accept this, you lied to me!" Qing Ya raised up her small fist again, but unfortunately, her wrist was grabbed onto by Ye Hua.
Ye Hua knew that Qing Ya would go back on her words and said coldly, "Do you think that your small fist will be able to harm me?"
Qing Ya's expression immediately sunk as she said, "I know that you are a cultivator now, and you are very powerful. I am just an ordinary woman, and I am completely not your opponent. If you want to hit me, then go ahead and hit me, in any case, there is no one in this world who would feel sorry for me."
After hearing what Qing Ya said, Ye Hua went into a daze. Why do I feel that I am the one in the wrong? If I wanted to hit you, I would have long slapped you into the sky.
"Look, your expression is that of anger. Go ahead and hit me, in any case, I don't have the strength to fight back." Qing Ya said faintly. Her resentment soared to the sky, and the people who were passing by were able to sense that heavy resentment. Even if they were separated by a screen, they would still be able to smell it.
Ye Hua resisted the urge to smack Qing Ya's butt, "Do you really think that I don't dare to hit you!"
"You are a cultivator, you are the biggest, whatever you say goes." Qing Ya spread out her hands helplessly.
"Don't compare me with cultivators!" Ye Hua shouted out lightly. Cultivators are nothing, just a fart is enough to crush us to death.
"Sigh, my husband is using his identity to oppress me, sigh ~"
Ye Hua suddenly felt that if he were to tell her a little bit of things, she would be able to soar into the sky. If I had known that this would happen, I would have kept it a secret. To actually say that I am using my identity to oppress me, you are clearly the one who lost the bet!
Seeing that Ye Hua was not speaking, Qing Ya rubbed her ankle and said lightly, "I can't walk anymore."
"Take a taxi by yourself!" Ye Hua said petulantly, then lit up another stick of cigarette.
Qing Ya snorted coldly, then made a flower-pinching finger gesture, "I don't know who was the one who said that as long as my ankle hurts, you will have to carry me on your back. And you are even a cultivator, your mouth sure is full of nonsense."
Cough, cough, cough …
This was the first time that Ye Hua choked on his own cigarette. Originally, I wanted to use the recording to educate Qing Ya, but in the end, I didn't expect that my identity would instead become a handle that Qing Ya could use against me! She is even a cultivator, if I were to tell her my real identity, things would get out of hand.
"Forget it, forget it, I will just slowly walk back. The identity of a cultivator is noble, how can I carry my wife on my back? If this matter were to be spread out, I would lose so much face." Qing Ya suddenly added a sentence.
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