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Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty Six

I don't know how long I slept after this sleep, but when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a soft bed. King Yu was sitting next to him, and his concern looked warm.

"Father..." Liu Qiankun wanted to turn over and sit up, but his mind was dizzy. He had no choice but to lie down again, looking at King Yu with a bitter face.

"Boy! Who are you respectful gods and re-cultivating? What if you really belong to Emperor Qing as your father? Do you really want to turn my kind fatherly heart into melting snow..."

Liu Qiankun was completely shocked, and his heart was like a tide, because he found that he could actually read what King Yu was thinking at this moment, as if he was muttering to him, the dizziness in his mind became stronger and stronger.

Only by closing your eyes can you get a moment of tranquility.

"Why?" Liu Qiankun was crying in his heart. After he merged the fragments transformed by the dragon spirit, he not only had all the memories of the dragon spirit before his lifetime, but also had an additional ability to make him dumbfounded, and he could see what others thought.

There were also waves of dizziness.

"Qiankun..." The urgent call of King Yu made Liu Qiankun open his eyes again, but found that he could not find out what King Yu was thinking for some reason, and the unbearable dizziness disappeared without a trace.

"Father, the heart of a kind father will never turn into melting snow..." Liu Qiankun said with a tremolo, his eyes wet. He didn't want to lose this rare fatherly love, so he chose to confess.

King Yu's face changed and then returned to normal. He had already understood the meaning of Liu Qiankun's words, and the magical power of the mind. The only magical technique in the divine world that can ignore the level of cultivation was not destroyed with the departure of the dragon spirit.

Now it has been passed down in another body.

The strong man who was above the top of the gods was silent, his frown brows revealed the struggle in his heart, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart at this moment that Liu Qiankun could not know at all. The absolute silence continued for a cup of tea.

Finally, King Yu's brows stretched out.

"Qiankun, my son, the heart of a kind father will never turn into melting snow!" This is King Yu's promise. With this promise, Liu Qiankun slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep with a pure baby smile on his face.

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King Yu gently pulled up a corner of the bedding and put it on his adopted son's chest. Finally, he turned around and left. He walked calmly. Even if he had to face the storm in the future, this man with a fatherly heart would choose to be with his adopted son forever.

Face each other side by side and never let each other down.

"Master, the red beard is wrong..." A low and hoarse voice sounded in Liu Qiankun's ears, making him open his eyes involuntarily, and sat up straight with a whistle.

"Damn it, is this guy crazy?" Liu Qiankun stood up, shook his head and cursed in annoyance.

"Master, Chiben only wants to see you again and there will be no regrets in this life..." A sad voice came again, which made Liu Qiankun feel a furious.

Liu Qiankun smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking to himself: It seems that meeting this crazy god in the Dayu God Mansion is not safe to live in his ears every day. It is better to meet him and lose his thoughts. It is a big deal.

He took a whip and whipped him hard...

Having made up his mind, he slightly tidied up his clothes and pushed open the door with a creak. He saw two gods of Yu King standing on both sides of the door. When he saw Liu Qiankun coming out, he hurriedly bowed.

"Young Master!"

"Well, I'll bother to take me to see my father." Liu Qiankun bowed and returned the tribute, with a humble voice in his words.

These two gods who were guarding the door had reached the level of intermediate gods. If they were to change their lower-level true gods like Liu Qiankun, they would be too lazy to glance at them, but at this time the identity of the true god in front of them could not be disguised.

Make them feel awe.

"Yes!" The two gods made a promise in unison and led Liu Qiankun directly to the Yu Palace. The architectural layout of the Dayu God Palace is extremely exquisite, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as nine bends and eighteen bends.

One corridor after another, we finally arrived outside the gate of the Yu King Palace.

The two gods stopped together, because they could not enter the Yu Palace at will, so they could only watch Liu Qiankun walking towards the palace gate alone. The thick red lacquer palace gate was closed, and two golden armored gods were

He was about to stand on both sides of the palace gate, and his body was so long that it looked like two gilded door gods.

"Young Master." The two gods in front of the palace gate seemed to recognize Liu Qiankun, and went forward to bow and bow.

Perhaps even Liu Qiankun himself didn't know that he had been sleeping for three days and three nights. During these three days, the name of King Yu's adopted son had already been known in the mansion. Even the nine gods' mansions learned that King Yu had taken it away.

The true god of the lower level came to congratulate him for a moment, but as the person involved, he was still sleeping and still not awake.

Liu Qiankun bowed with a smile and said, "Two brothers, are your fathers in the palace?"

"The Lord of the Mansion is discussing affairs with General Bai. The Young Lord of the Mansion asks Rong Mo to report." The god general who leaned on the left bowed and turned around and wanted to push the palace gate.

"Why do I need to report it to you at this point..." King Yu's low voice directly passed through the door wall into the ears of the gods outside the door. The two gods quickly pushed the heavy palace gate open left and right.

Liu Qiankun lifted the corner of his robe and walked into the palace. He saw King Yu sitting upright on the wide-back jade chair in the middle of the hall, smiling at himself. There was a slightly lower chair on each side. The left and right side was sitting on the left.

The one was the white-robed god who presided over the fetish competition that day. I think he was the Bai general who said that the god general said.

"Young Master!" General Manager Bai bowed slightly and bowed, but did not get up to greet him, which shows how high this person is in the Dayu God's Mansion.

Liu Qiankun bowed and returned the greeting, but saw that King Yu had already smiled and opened the greeting.

"Come and sit next to your father."

Liu Qiankun walked forward with a smile, and sat down on the right side of King Yu as he said.

"Father, I want to go to that lock..." As soon as the words were spoken, King Yu threw a sharp look in time to block his remaining words.

"Master Bai, I have something to discuss with the Young Master, so you can avoid it."Master Bai, who was beside the Yu Dynasty, winked and his voice became cold and cold.

The white-robed god bowed his hand knowingly and stood up and left. King Yu frowned and said, "But does that red beard call you over again?"

Liu Qiankun did not hide it, and told him what he had just done, and he also said what he was thinking. After saying that, he let out a long sigh and waited for King Yu to speak out.

But after thinking for a while, King Yu finally smiled indifferently and said, "That's what I think for my father." It looked like Liu Qiankun should understand.

...Liu Qiankun smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Father, Qiankun has not understood what you think, please tell me clearly!" Then he honestly told Yu that the magical art was not effective.

The king said it once.

"What? When you see the mind's supernatural powers, you will not be effective..." King Yu opened his eyes wide and stood up from the chair.

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