Chapter 47 Preparing to start construction

"Master, how old are you this year?" Shu Ya comforted Monica for a while, turned to Qin Jian and asked.

"Actually I am only nineteen years old." Qin Jian straightened up from the throne with a shy look on his face.

Evelyn sneered beside her.

"I'm just a little mature and mature!" Qin Jian touched his uneven beard and looked like a memory on his face. "Our place is well-watered and well-nourished. Usually, young men as old as me look a little old. I'm the more delicate of them."

Qin Jian's clumsy performance made Monica laugh and cry. The eldest young master obviously made up a lie when he learned that Monica was only eighteen years old.

"Very good, then I can't call you the master from now on. Let's change my words and call you the young master." Shu Ya clapped her hands and settled Qin Jian's new identity.

"What if we have children?" Qin Jian asked on the snake and the stick.

"Call the young master..." Monica's face immediately turned red after saying this.

"Well, Mr. Qin, it's not bad!" Qin Jian was very satisfied with his new name, and it sounded elegant and a little delicate.

"I am two hundred and seventy years old. If I were to convert to human age, it would be almost twenty-seven or eight! So in the future, you will have to listen to me in family affairs." Shu Ya smiled like a flower, and she had the style of a big sister.

"You all have to listen to me in the bed." Qin Jian smiled lewdly, and the three women in the room blushed.

"Rude!" Evelyn muttered in a low voice, giving Qin Jian an extremely hated look without hesitation.

"I suspect that Grandma Evelyn is two thousand years old! There is no mood at all." Qin Jian looked at Beauty Leng with a very vicious tone.

"Let me..., I'm only 330 years old!" Evelyn was so angry that she almost blurted out the words "far" and her shoulders kept shaking.

"Qin Jian!" Monica stomped her feet and glared at Master Qin with a angrily look.

"Okay, I won't say it." Qin Jian spread his hands and continued to eat his fruit.

"Sister, I'm asking you to come here today because something big happened in our little family." Queen Shuya took Monica's little hand and sat on Qin Jian's side, then told the story of the copper-plated ring from beginning to end.

Evelyn also listened with relish. When she learned that the ring might be a space ring, Xiaohoon's mouth could hardly close.

"This is the problem now. Although I don't know if this ring is a space ring, it must have some mystery. I feel that there is a layer of film blocking it, just like... Well, it's like a girl!" Qin Jian's extremely vulgar metaphor made Her Majesty a little overwhelmed.

"Entermination?" As a priest and a wood-type magician, Monica naturally knows some magic knowledge.

"I think so too." Shu Ya nodded, "The space ring usually contains more expensive items, and it is very likely that the barrier was laid."

"If you want to break the barrier, you must be a space-based magician! In other words, you must go to the Prophet of the Fishman!" Monica said the key to the problem.

"But who can guarantee that the Prophet of the Fishman will not use space magic to escape?" Evelyn was also excited. Space ring! Others may not be able to see it once in their lifetime.

"Yevely, have you forgotten the Queen's secret technique?" Shu Ya's eyes were full of charming silk, and she was extremely fascinating.

The two girls quickly turned their eyes and did not dare to look at Shu Ya anymore.

"Okay, start work, girls!" Qin Jian climbed up from the throne and patted his butt and said, "Even if Shu Ya can control the prophet by controlling her soul, just in case, we also asked our priest and the archer of the gods to take care of each other. Even if he shoots him, he cannot escape."

With Shu Ya leading the way and the priests following him, Qin Jian no longer had to sneak into the fishman prophet secretly.

The old fishman thought it was the fishman tribe who sent tributes, and Her Majesty the Queen wanted to release him? When he and Shu Ya's eyes came into contact with him, they looked demented instantly.

When Shu Ya's secret technique of "National Colors and Heavenly Fragrance" was used, the tree hole was filled with a strange fragrance, which made everyone feel dry and their hearts ready to move. Evelyn suppressed the flames in her belly and aimed the bow and arrow at the Prophet of the Fishman. Once something was wrong with him, the arrow of the little hoof would definitely shoot him to the ground as soon as possible.

"Young Master, you move faster. It's not that simple to subdue a magician. I can't control him for long!" After a while, Shu Ya's forehead was covered with fine sweat.

Qin Jian pinched his ring and stuffed it into the hands of the fishman prophet.

"Old man, is this a space ring?"

"Unsure, but there is a great possibility." The Prophet's expression of the fishman was very painful, and sweat fell downwards. It was not a fun thing to be controlled by someone.

"Is there a barrier of space magic on it?" Qin Jian continued to ask.

"Yes."

"Break it!" Qin Jian was a little excited.

The old fishman pinched the ring for a while and did not move. Everyone was watching him nervously. The wooden magic in Monica's hand had already been formed, and she would just smash it when something was wrong with the fishman prophet.

"Do your best!" The fishman prophet's eyes that had just turned a little stopped again, and he answered mechanically.

Then, the old fish man slowly squatted down, bit his fingers hard, and carved a complex pattern on the ground.

"What is he doing?" Qin Jian asked.

"It should be a space-based elemental magic array." Monica could feel the active elemental fluctuations from above.

After the old fishman carved this magic circle, his sweat had already soaked his whole body, and his already slightly shriveled body became even more dry like a mummy.

Then, the old fishman put his finger ring into the center of the magic circle, sat cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and began to whisper in his mouth.
Chapter completed!