Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Little classmate Dao Yun has already seen the much-anticipated future.

"Teacher, in order to protect love and justice, let's debut!"

"Little friend, if you don't have the ability to bring the world to its knees, don't think about doing big things. If the sky falls, it won't be up to you, a little shrimp, to hold it up."

Yan Ce calmly destroyed a girl's dream of being a hero. Compared with a dream that transcends reality, it is more realistic for the child to do more homework to impress the college instructors. The girl has a car and a house, and her parents are both busy. Yan Ce himself is envious of the protagonist template.

Life is better to be realistic.

This is Yan Ce's suggestion to the child.

The problem is that since this talented young lady with a mild second grade has an unlucky thing like a command spell, she seems to have been brainwashed by success, so she almost took him to wash the grounds of the Capitol.

The treatment of the Son of Destiny is easy to make people inflated. As a person who has experienced it, Yan Ce forgave the younger generation with a motherly tolerance, not because this little comrade ruined his precious family portrait and washed her into a versatile hot weapon... Even if this The urge to crush her to death in the pile of homework has become stronger and stronger.

"The action of the Federation seems to be causing friction at the border. Maybe it is preparing for a great power war. Are you just watching? People with lofty ideals in my generation will bleed and die..."

Yan Ce took two cans of canned fruit from the refrigerator, and said calmly, "Don't underestimate Fusu's decision-making ability, besides, Emperor Shihuang is already awake and doesn't need me..."

The ending paused, and he said with a normal face: "We don't need to change the world. Besides, it's an adult's fault for children to go to the battlefield."

"Teacher, you were also a child back then!"

Yan Ce was stunned for a moment, vaguely recalled something, then smiled and said: "Yeah, it doesn't feel good to be treated like a child."

Shangguan wore two layers of bath towels, walked out of the bathroom with bare legs, his skin was slightly flushed after taking a hot bath, and the steam in the room condensed into tiny water droplets hanging on his legs, sliding down the slender curve to his ankles.

While wiping her wet long hair, the woman said coldly: "Now I have reduced myself to arguing with the younger generation, I am worthy of you. If you are so free, go and make breakfast."

Chapter Sixteen

Shangguan’s food needs are almost zero, and Yan Ce’s body is also in a state of low consumption. Breakfast is basically cooked for Daoyun alone. In order to balance nutrition, Yan Ce decided to give the child more vitamin supplements. Canned fruit perfectly solved his problem. problem.

"..."

The girl lived under the fence, looked at Yan Ce with resentful eyes for a long time, and finally sat obediently on the coffee table to pick the cans.

When abducting the little girl back, Yan Ce found that he could vaguely perceive the establishment of a one-sided relationship through the "command spell". The girl's dream is to stand on the world stage and make troubles, but the pity is that Yan Ce is not on her. Discovering the unknown beyond ordinary people, Yong Xu Shicai is very famous in the student circle, but she has no achievements in other fields, which means that this girl is really fragile and defenseless.

If it was a cup war, this child should be the whoring monster that all the enemies dream of. If there is no blessing of destiny, Yan Ce should think about engraving something on Daoyun's epitaph the next day.

While flipping through Shangguan's mobile phone, Yan Ce thought about how to let little student Daoyun successfully transfer the "command spell" to Shangguan. With the connection of this thing, Miss Shangguan's ability value would be blessed to him in proportion, and went on An evolutionary route completely away from humans.

"What do you think of the sudden severance of diplomatic relations?"

Yan Ce connected to the external network through the woman's mobile phone, endured the bad machine to read, and probably saw a piece of nonsense news from beginning to end.

"The awakening of the first emperor broke the balance?"

Shangguan opened his fingers, took back the phone and deleted all the hidden game apps that Yan Ce had downloaded in the background.

"I have been away for too long and have forgotten what kind of thinking to use, but the leader of that group of outsiders will definitely not make such a stupid decision in the hypocritical peace era just because of the first emperor."

Yan Ce poured a glass of water for the "elf" lord, pulled the seat and leaned over, "What kind of person is White Eagle?"

Shangguan discovered the strange page that the boy inexplicably clicked on while surfing the Internet, and the eyes that glanced at Yan Ce were cold and dangerous.

"And you generally never follow the rules."

"Stop making trouble, I am the guardian of order, okay?"

Yan Ce responded helplessly, his thoughts fell into deeper thoughts, then he gently took the woman's hand, and grabbed it.

Aside from the woman's indifferent eyes, she just flicked him lightly, and acquiesced to his actions without shaking it off, just like ignoring a naughty child.

Shangguan squinted his eyes: "The credibility of your words is equal to zero."

"I like you."

Yan Ce smiled without blushing, and could clearly see that her expression froze for a moment, and a slight arc was raised on her cherry-colored lips. There was no warmth in her smile, and she turned her head slightly.

"Your love of flooring astounds me, in order to fulfill your craving you sleep on the floor every day in the apartment, please thank me."

Yan Ce said, "I'm worried that you'll catch a cold, and it's still midnight..."

Miss Shangguan kicked Yan Ce's calf violently, the coldness from her pupils doubled, she made an extremely dissatisfied "tsk" sound from her throat, and a layer of light powder appeared on her ears from her long hair, and then said coldly:

"After thinking about it, I'm missing a small coffee table with feet. Do I need you to kneel down and play a cameo?"

"I don't save any face in front of the juniors." Yan Ce glanced at the girl from the Xie family who was pretending to read the news and sighed in a low voice, "In name, I am still your adopted son, who can half-kneel down? For the feet."

"Do you still have any dissatisfaction?"

Shangguan cast a cold gaze with murderous intent.

"Don't make it sound like I have some weird hobby."

"Isn't there?"

"..."

Shangguan brushed his long hair from his ears back, and threw an old smart phone from the bookcase.

"This is what Wan'er used before, and it should still work."

Yan Ce nodded, tacitly didn't thank him, and kept his gratitude deep in his heart.

"Daoyun, what's your number, let me save it?"