Chapter 2377 Husband, I have something to ask you
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Feng Qing Yang
Chapter 2377 Husband, I have something to ask you
"Ding, Yanyue Sect's invasion battle has officially started. It has been detected that you have expanded the scale of the war, and the speed at which the war treasure chests gather has increased."
At this moment, Yang Ling was still at the dinner table, and a smile appeared in his eyes when he heard the system's notification tone.
Leya beside her was sipping a small wine, with an intoxicated look on her face.
"Phew, I haven't had a drink for a long time, I feel comfortable."
When she was Lord Dragon God, Leiya drank casually and had already become a little addicted to alcohol, but since she was with Yang Ling, he has not been so comfortable.
You can't drink if you're not full.
But now that I have grown up, I will be 20 years old, so let's drink some.
Leya didn't forget to pour a glass for Yang Ling, and said with a grin, "Dad, the scene of our father and daughter looks like it was filmed on TV."
"But the fathers on TV are all middle-aged men with big bellies, and my father... giggling."
"So handsome, he is simply the most handsome man in the world!"
Yang Ling laughed and said, "Stop flattering, what do you want?"
"Huh? No, no."
"It's March [-]th Women's Day soon, I was wondering if you would give gifts to the aunts at home, and if so, give me one too."
Good guy, it really has a purpose.
"It's Women's Day, what does it have to do with you?"
Yang Ling asked curiously, "Besides, I'm on an alien planet, how can I give them gifts?"
"Well, they're not with you, but I am!"
Leiya moved the chair to Yang Ling's side and sat next to him. She naturally held his arm and said, "Father, you might not believe me. I want another one for that ruling robot..."
"9S!"
"Model 9S! Please..."
Looking at the pitiful Leiya at the moment, and hearing that what she wanted was a 9S model, Yang Ling was not disgusted, but secretly pleased.
The 9S model is a very cute boy model. Does this indirectly prove that your little princess is interested in boys?
If she could have a boy to accompany her instead of clinging to her father all day, Yang Ling would wake up with a smile in her dreams.
Although I love my daughter very much, my father is a father after all, and I still hope that my children can have a happy life.
But Leiya's next words made him stunned.
"I found that Miss C8 is a bit careless. It's not enough to single out a strong leader to fight a war. You still need a careful person like 9S."
Leiya said seriously: "Dad, can you cover 9S with a layer of scales when making it, just like Moxica, I like it better."
"puff……"
Yang Ling almost spit out the soup he just drank. He said angrily, "Who do you look like in terms of aesthetics? Can you stop staring at the crocodile?"
"Shouldn't girls like handsome guys?"
"If there is a chance, 9S can give it to you, but he will never let a scale grow on him. You must adjust your aesthetics!"
Leya giggled and said, "Oh, you said it, 9S can give it to me!"
"Don't cheat!"
"you……"
The corner of Yang Ling's mouth twitched, my good fellow, is this being tricked by my daughter?
He pinched Leiya's small face, but he didn't deny it.
It is enough to have a 2B lady by my side, Liu Muhan also has an A2, and the other girls in the family are not very interested in this kind of robot.
That's how Leia likes it.
In addition, Yang Ling himself wanted to make a 9S-type robot. This kind of intrusive super-class robot has more functions and acceptable combat effectiveness. It is a talent that the army urgently needs.
He can feel relieved if he leaves it to Leia.
So be it.
He was pinching his daughter's small face, and a light flashed in front of his eyes, but the projection of Miss C8 appeared.
"Drip, the signal is connected."
C8 said respectfully: "Hi Commander, just now I observed some cultivators leaving in a hurry among the colorful clouds, so I would like to inform you."
"You two commanders, do you have any instructions that I need to convey on your behalf?"
"This is the returning army. This is Carlier. You did a good job."
Leya nodded with a chuckle, and Yang Ling also smiled lightly and said, "There is no instruction, so let's sit down. I guess it will take two or three hours to fight in such an anxious battle."
"Yes!"
After hanging up the communication, Yang Ling looked through the window and looked at the scenery outside the window. The battle of monks that filled the sky was really shocking.
However, it is not easy to kill the existence above the Mortal Transformation Realm.
Leaving aside the many methods, Yang Ling's army of dragon knights has various material advantages, but their numbers are always at a disadvantage.
The monks of the Yanyue Sect often fight two against one, or three against one. Such a situation causes neither side to do anything to the other.
Moreover, Yang Ling could see that the exercises practiced by the monks of Yan Yuezong were more powerful on the night of the full moon, which was not considered before the war.
Based on various considerations, the two sides fought equally, despite the excitement of the fight, but in fact very few people were killed in battle.
When Yang Ling said that the winner would be decided in two or three hours, he didn't mean that the main force of monks in this area would win or lose, but Carlier's surprise attack force.
When will Yan Yuezong's defense be completely broken, and when will the war end.
And the monks here didn't want to go back to help. Once the number of people returning to help increases, the balance of this battlefield here will be broken. At that time, they will face a situation of defeat like a mountain, and the loss will be even greater.
Or, if the other party chooses to flee, and those semi-holy masters choose to face themselves and Leiya, the winner will be determined immediately.
It doesn't matter, Yang Ling has absolute strength, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
After drinking the wine in the glass, Leya poured it for her father obediently. She was about to say something happy when suddenly her light chaser rang.
There was a flash of light in front of his eyes, but it was Liu Muhan.
"Hi, little aunt."
Liu Muhan nodded with a faint smile, looked at Yang Ling and said, "Honey, Suifeng will be sleeping now, you can ask her for a light chaser tomorrow."
"By the way, why are you father and daughter drinking?"
"No more wars?"
"Let's fight again!"
Leia giggled, "I like pouring wine for Dad."
Liu Muhan looked at Yang Ling, and saw her husband had a slight smile on his face, but she smiled lightly and shook her head, "Your father still likes to watch girls dance, why don't you give him one?"
"He didn't say, if you want to see it, I'll dance one."
Leia wasn't shy, Liu Muhan laughed lightly, and after the three of them talked and laughed for a while, they got back to business: "Honey, I have something to ask you."
As he spoke, he pointed his fingertips, and a document appeared in front of his eyes.
(End of this chapter)
"Ding, Yanyue Sect's invasion battle has officially started. It has been detected that you have expanded the scale of the war, and the speed at which the war treasure chests gather has increased."
At this moment, Yang Ling was still at the dinner table, and a smile appeared in his eyes when he heard the system's notification tone.
Leya beside her was sipping a small wine, with an intoxicated look on her face.
"Phew, I haven't had a drink for a long time, I feel comfortable."
When she was Lord Dragon God, Leiya drank casually and had already become a little addicted to alcohol, but since she was with Yang Ling, he has not been so comfortable.
You can't drink if you're not full.
But now that I have grown up, I will be 20 years old, so let's drink some.
Leya didn't forget to pour a glass for Yang Ling, and said with a grin, "Dad, the scene of our father and daughter looks like it was filmed on TV."
"But the fathers on TV are all middle-aged men with big bellies, and my father... giggling."
"So handsome, he is simply the most handsome man in the world!"
Yang Ling laughed and said, "Stop flattering, what do you want?"
"Huh? No, no."
"It's March [-]th Women's Day soon, I was wondering if you would give gifts to the aunts at home, and if so, give me one too."
Good guy, it really has a purpose.
"It's Women's Day, what does it have to do with you?"
Yang Ling asked curiously, "Besides, I'm on an alien planet, how can I give them gifts?"
"Well, they're not with you, but I am!"
Leiya moved the chair to Yang Ling's side and sat next to him. She naturally held his arm and said, "Father, you might not believe me. I want another one for that ruling robot..."
"9S!"
"Model 9S! Please..."
Looking at the pitiful Leiya at the moment, and hearing that what she wanted was a 9S model, Yang Ling was not disgusted, but secretly pleased.
The 9S model is a very cute boy model. Does this indirectly prove that your little princess is interested in boys?
If she could have a boy to accompany her instead of clinging to her father all day, Yang Ling would wake up with a smile in her dreams.
Although I love my daughter very much, my father is a father after all, and I still hope that my children can have a happy life.
But Leiya's next words made him stunned.
"I found that Miss C8 is a bit careless. It's not enough to single out a strong leader to fight a war. You still need a careful person like 9S."
Leiya said seriously: "Dad, can you cover 9S with a layer of scales when making it, just like Moxica, I like it better."
"puff……"
Yang Ling almost spit out the soup he just drank. He said angrily, "Who do you look like in terms of aesthetics? Can you stop staring at the crocodile?"
"Shouldn't girls like handsome guys?"
"If there is a chance, 9S can give it to you, but he will never let a scale grow on him. You must adjust your aesthetics!"
Leya giggled and said, "Oh, you said it, 9S can give it to me!"
"Don't cheat!"
"you……"
The corner of Yang Ling's mouth twitched, my good fellow, is this being tricked by my daughter?
He pinched Leiya's small face, but he didn't deny it.
It is enough to have a 2B lady by my side, Liu Muhan also has an A2, and the other girls in the family are not very interested in this kind of robot.
That's how Leia likes it.
In addition, Yang Ling himself wanted to make a 9S-type robot. This kind of intrusive super-class robot has more functions and acceptable combat effectiveness. It is a talent that the army urgently needs.
He can feel relieved if he leaves it to Leia.
So be it.
He was pinching his daughter's small face, and a light flashed in front of his eyes, but the projection of Miss C8 appeared.
"Drip, the signal is connected."
C8 said respectfully: "Hi Commander, just now I observed some cultivators leaving in a hurry among the colorful clouds, so I would like to inform you."
"You two commanders, do you have any instructions that I need to convey on your behalf?"
"This is the returning army. This is Carlier. You did a good job."
Leya nodded with a chuckle, and Yang Ling also smiled lightly and said, "There is no instruction, so let's sit down. I guess it will take two or three hours to fight in such an anxious battle."
"Yes!"
After hanging up the communication, Yang Ling looked through the window and looked at the scenery outside the window. The battle of monks that filled the sky was really shocking.
However, it is not easy to kill the existence above the Mortal Transformation Realm.
Leaving aside the many methods, Yang Ling's army of dragon knights has various material advantages, but their numbers are always at a disadvantage.
The monks of the Yanyue Sect often fight two against one, or three against one. Such a situation causes neither side to do anything to the other.
Moreover, Yang Ling could see that the exercises practiced by the monks of Yan Yuezong were more powerful on the night of the full moon, which was not considered before the war.
Based on various considerations, the two sides fought equally, despite the excitement of the fight, but in fact very few people were killed in battle.
When Yang Ling said that the winner would be decided in two or three hours, he didn't mean that the main force of monks in this area would win or lose, but Carlier's surprise attack force.
When will Yan Yuezong's defense be completely broken, and when will the war end.
And the monks here didn't want to go back to help. Once the number of people returning to help increases, the balance of this battlefield here will be broken. At that time, they will face a situation of defeat like a mountain, and the loss will be even greater.
Or, if the other party chooses to flee, and those semi-holy masters choose to face themselves and Leiya, the winner will be determined immediately.
It doesn't matter, Yang Ling has absolute strength, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
After drinking the wine in the glass, Leya poured it for her father obediently. She was about to say something happy when suddenly her light chaser rang.
There was a flash of light in front of his eyes, but it was Liu Muhan.
"Hi, little aunt."
Liu Muhan nodded with a faint smile, looked at Yang Ling and said, "Honey, Suifeng will be sleeping now, you can ask her for a light chaser tomorrow."
"By the way, why are you father and daughter drinking?"
"No more wars?"
"Let's fight again!"
Leia giggled, "I like pouring wine for Dad."
Liu Muhan looked at Yang Ling, and saw her husband had a slight smile on his face, but she smiled lightly and shook her head, "Your father still likes to watch girls dance, why don't you give him one?"
"He didn't say, if you want to see it, I'll dance one."
Leia wasn't shy, Liu Muhan laughed lightly, and after the three of them talked and laughed for a while, they got back to business: "Honey, I have something to ask you."
As he spoke, he pointed his fingertips, and a document appeared in front of his eyes.
(End of this chapter)
