Great Antiquity: My Master is Nuwa

"It's a waste.

Ferrari doesn't have anything.

Do you still have the face to sit here?"

Another rich sister laughed.

Ye Hao smiled bitterly and said, "I'm tired of sitting here for a while....

I'll go now."

"cut.

The child is gone.

Even with so much water, he left.

Such a waste."

"Yes.

Why not drive "This kid isn't riding a bike, is he a fool?"

They found new ridicule.

Ye Hao smiled bitterly and said, "I have no money, I can't drive without money."

"Oh, you have no money.

No wonder it is so”

The rich sisters laughed.

Ye Hao said with a smile: "Money is something other than you.

No money is not a waste."

"It seems to make sense.

So, what skills do you have?"

"I don't have many skills either."

"What about you"

"I do not have a job.

I have to get a job."

"what do you do with so much water"

"I go to the desert to plant trees."

"Why did you go to the desert to plant trees.

Oh my gosh, you're amazing."

Rich sisters all respect Ye Hao... and feel great for a while, humbly said: "It's nothing.

Just plant a tree.

"Great.

You are a good man."

They both gave Ye Hao a thumbs up.

They admired it for a while.

Then they both got into the sports car.

When they saw that Ye Hao hadn't left, they laughed and said, "Boy, what are you still doing here.

Fortunately, he didn't speak, but drank a few sips of water, because he didn't have breakfast and was a little hungry.

Waiting to go to the desert later.

"This boy, Ferrari doesn't even have a face.

He's sitting there with a disgraceful face."

"Yes.

Ha ha.

The man's skin was so thick that he couldn't see where it was."

.

"That's it.

All of us have sports cars.

He didn't.

How could he be here"

"It's worth saying he doesn't have a sports car because he's trash."

"Yes, it's a waste.

How can there be a sports car, right?"

"That said, I've never seen a sports car wasted."

"Boy, don't be ashamed here."

These wealthy sisters have been laughing at Ye Hao for a long time.

Chapter 687 ━ Deception

He turned his attention to the other headless foxes, hoping: "You don't want to try how to farm, you feel accomplished."

The other headless foxes cocked their necks, maybe thinking.

Kunlun's thoughts were tangled.

If these headless foxes follow his orders, it will be a pack of free laborers, which will surely increase the speed of farming.

Seeing that these headless foxes didn't respond, Kunlun's voice was full of temptation: "If you have any requests, you can ask me, and I will try my best to satisfy them."

After his words were spoken, the headless fox who had just learned to farm appeared again, and drew a vague pattern on the knife field with its claws.

Kunlun squatted on the ground for a long time, and finally opened his huge brain hole, only to find that the pattern was like a dog's head.

"What does it mean to draw a dog's head"

Kunlun looked up, glanced at the black head and black neck, his heart was moved: "Do you still want the head of the fox?"

The drawing of the headless fox is very personified, nodding and neck.

The headless fox behind him also nodded and necked.

"Oh, you want your head."

Kunlun's smile becomes: shameless, which is extraordinary.

He worries that these headless foxes are reckless, but now they also show some wisdom and desire, they want the same head as their own.

Now that there is desire, that's motivation.

Kunlun turned his head and said with a smile: "As long as you work hard to farm for me and improve the barren environment here, I promise you will find a way to create your own head."

There was fear deep inside him.

If you plant an onion upside down in a peach field, don't plant a fox head.

So I'm not lying to them.

After getting the promise from Kunlun, the headless fox started to sway from side to side, as if they were having some sort of mysterious exchange.

Soon, all the headless foxes gathered under the Kunlun, and then twisted the seeds of these herbs one by one.

Plane, sow, mulch.

The rhythm is very fast, the farming is very precise and the efficiency is very high.

"Haha, I'm such a genius!"

Kunlun smiled proudly, and the dazzling cunning light flickered in Longhu's eyes.

Seeing that these headless foxes were about to plant all the seeds in this box, Kunlun's mouth twitched.

He believed that a nano-steel box appeared one after another in the field of Tao Temple.

"You are the most handsome coach."

"The password is correct."

In the dark and boundless world, a nano-steel box turned and clicked, and the seeds of many herbs appeared, and soon they were piled on the hills of the pottery temple fields.

"There are 999 kinds of herbal seeds in total, each category is 100 catties, you are slow to plant, don't worry, I will wait."

The headless fox visibly trembled, 67 shook his neck, began to bury his head in the ground, twisted and sowed the seeds one by one, and then covered them with black soil.

Kunlun saw that the operation of the industrial chain had been formed, and he was lying on the ground bored.

He whispered to himself: "The darkness is endless, there is no sunlight, and there is no drop of water.

After planting these seeds, it is impossible to take root and sprout, please find a way."

He turned his head and thought of the guide.

This is the endless sword temple sky, but there seems to be some kind of magical connection with the sword sky.

The last time Kunlun planted his lower body in the field, the Taoist priest jumped out to stop it, so Kunlun was convinced that Taomiao fields had a magical connection with rice fields.

Chapter 688 ━ Stability

He was asked to stabilize Daoist scriptures, so Mingyue forced him to recite Daoist poems every day.

Which Dao is very, very Dao is not named, nor is it said that it is nothing but the truth.

Law is nothing but truth.