All I can say is...

When Ying Ziye saw this scene, he felt that his father's style was a little broken.

The promised emperor of the age is cold and majestic?

how……

Forget it, I won’t complain anymore.

"Greetings to Father!"

Ying Ziye bowed and bowed.

"His Majesty!"

Donghuang Taiyi also bowed and bowed.

"Ahem!"

When Emperor Qin Shi Ying Zheng saw the two coming, he felt that the style of his paintings was somewhat strange when he rode on the rolling roll.

After he coughed twice, he got off his back.

"Father!"

Ying Yichen waved his little hand and rushed from his back rolling under his crotch.

"Chen'er is very happy!"

Ying Ziye pinched the little guy's face and asked, "I'm having a great time playing, do you want to ride it for a while?"

As he said that, he pointed at the prison cow that had been lying on his shoulders, sleeping with his arms around him, and refining the flesh and blood in his abdomen.

"ah!"

Although the Prisoner fell asleep, he had high cultivation and was also a dragon species, and had a talent for music.

Even so, I can hear it.

"Okay, okay!"

Ying Yichen's eyes shone brightly, and he clapped his hands excitedly, and was very interested in the Prisoner.

He has ridden and played with all the poisonous insects and beasts.

But the dragon has never rode!

"Thanks a lot!"

Ying Ziye pulled the prison cow off his body.

"ah?"

The prick bull was shocked and hurriedly said, "No, Master!"

As a dragon in the mythology, it has dignity at least!

but.

In the end, the prison bull passed away.

Carrying Ying Ziye to fly through the sky and shuttle through Shanglin Garden.

"Father!"
Chapter completed!