Vicious Youkai Just Want To Farm [Quick Transmigration]

Ziqi gritted his teeth, showing hurt eyes in disbelief: "You drove me away?"

Jiang Lin nodded, and said simply and rudely: "You heard me right, why don't you leave?"

There was unabashed disgust and urging in his tone, obviously not pretending.

He really doesn't care about himself and hates himself.

how can that be possible?

Isn't Jiang obedient to everything he wants?

Ziqi was very confused, he felt that he could not understand this person at all.

Could it be that the liking and pampering he showed to himself before were all fake?

Ziqi's heart shuddered.

He thought it was possible.

No matter how naive, the person in front of him is also the son of Emperor Yan Shennong.

I also approached him with a different purpose, so if the other party was lying to me, it would make sense.

So, he has been lying to me before?

Ziqi's face turned cold, and he looked at Jiang firmly: "You've always been pretending? Seeing me lying low to please you, watching me carefully tease you. Are you very proud?"

Jiang Lin: "..."

He is a little cold.

For the original body ginger.

What kind of Ziqi is this, a dog with no conscience at all.

He had no sincerity in himself and approached Jiang Lin with a purpose, thinking that everyone else was just like him, an unintentional person full of malice.

Jiang Cai really fed the dog with the sincerity of his youth.

Jiang Lin suddenly changed his mind.

Originally, he had put all his heart and soul into his Saturn bloodline, and his heart and eyes were full of thoughts of farming happily.I didn't even think about how to solve this Ziqi.

Now he is willing to devote a little bit of thought to ending this dog thing.

He suddenly put on a straight face, stared at Ziqi, and sneered: "You, Tu Su's spy, are you worthy of accusing me?"

He suddenly launched an attack, without any warning, when he suddenly heard the word "Tu Su's", a panic that could not be concealed flashed across Ziqi's face.

Even though he quickly covered it up, he frowned naturally and said, "I don't know what you're talking about, what is Tu Su?"

But Jiang Lin had already got the result he wanted.

He smiled coldly at Ziqi, stretched out his hand, and tore off a green leaf pendant hanging around his neck.

It was an amulet left by Shennong to his son. As long as he tore it off, he could instantly perceive it in the territory of the Shennong tribe.

In Ziqi's flustered eyes, the power of Tai's eyes enveloped him.

As for Jiang Lin, bathed in the golden light, the brilliance was dazzling, and he smiled at him: "If you have any doubts and grievances, you should tell my father."

The tall phantom of the sun god appeared, Ziqi gritted his teeth, raised his hand and threw something, the space in front of him suddenly tore apart.

He gave Jiang Lin a final look of resentment, and jumped in without looking back.

A giant palm suddenly appeared in the void, grabbing at that space.

The figure of Emperor Yan appeared next to Jiang Lin.

He didn't catch Ziqi who jumped into the void, and frowned, "The divine power of the Frost God?"

He turned around, looked at his youngest son who was standing there, and asked with concern, "Jiang, what happened?"

It was rare for Jiang Lin to be a little nervous. After all, what was in front of him at this moment was a character he had seen in fairy tales since he was a child.

He is not Prince Jiang at all, Emperor Yan can't tell that he is a fake at a glance, right?

Fortunately, his worries were superfluous. Seeing that he didn't speak, Emperor Yan thought his youngest son was frightened.

He frowned, walked up to Jiang Lin, and stretched out his hand——

Jiang Lin's eyes widened, he, he was picked up by Shennong!

Although Jiang Lin's body is said to be slender, he is not short, and he is 1.8 meters tall.

However, Emperor Yan Shennong's body is tall, more than two meters by visual inspection, and his muscles are full of strength.

In such a comparison, he is indeed a delicate and weak little prince.

Shennong turned his youngest son upside down like he was holding a child, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Jiang, are you alright?"

Feeling the huge force on his shoulders, Jiang Lin silently coughed in his heart: This, is this a creature from the ancient times?

He struggled for a while, Yuanchen didn't seem to like it very much, Emperor Yan let go of him without any surprise, and said with a smile: "Jiang is still so shy."

Jiang Lin stood still and said seriously: "Father, that person just now is the secret work of the Tusu tribe."

When it came to serious matters, Emperor Yan also restrained his smile.

He nodded to show that he already knew: "I just sensed the divine power of the Frost God at the place where he left."

He frowned: "What did he come to see you for?"

Jiang Lin said: "He came to get close to me on purpose for a while."

He told Emperor Yan about Ziqi and Jiang's relationship during this period, as well as some questions that Ziqiming secretly asked.Only the matter of Jiang's desire for Zizi was hidden.

Finally, he said: "Father, the Tusu tribe already knows about my inheritance of the blood of the god of agriculture."

If we were talking about the front, Emperor Yan was still listening to Jiang Lin with a calm face. When he heard the last sentence, his face suddenly sank, and the air pressure in his body also dropped.

Standing in front of this angry sun god, Jiang Lin felt only heat.

It's like a little sun is baking by your side.

Similarly, all the people of the Shennong tribe felt this unusual heat.

They walked out of the house one after another, looked up at the sun that was much brighter than usual, and said strangely: "Who actually made His Majesty Yandi angry?"

How could Emperor Yan not be angry?

Jiang is the child he has been looking forward to for tens of thousands of years.

He was very weak when he was born, and Emperor Yan thought Jiang was an ordinary person who didn't inherit the divine power, so he felt guilty and treated him more carefully than other children.

When Jiang was three years old, the Saturn power in his blood was awakened, and he was ecstatic and worried.

The ecstasy is that there is finally a successor in the blood of the God of Saturn. The worry is that the youngest son looks weak and has no fighting power.

Anyone with a brain knows the importance of the Shennong bloodline to the Shennong tribe. He is worried that people with ulterior motives will be unfavorable to Jiang.

After discussing with Jiang's mother, Yuan Nu, they decided to conceal the fact that Jiang had inherited the blood of the God of Saturn. At least, they would not disclose it until he grew up and had the ability to protect himself.

Except for Jiang's brothers and sisters and Shennong's confidantes, no one else should know about this matter.

As a ruler, Shennong thought very far: this incident shows that Tu Su's hand has been extended into the Shennong tribe for a long time.And deliberately approaching Jiang...

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes: Jiang was of great significance to the Shennong tribe, and it was impossible for him not to think about conspiracy.

"Father?"

Emperor Yan came back to his senses and saw his youngest son looking at him worriedly.

He smiled, stretched out his big palm and rubbed randomly on the top of his youngest son's head, messing up his smooth black hair, and then laughed: "Don't worry, everything depends on the father."

Jiang Lin remembered something, and quickly reminded: "Father, when I was with that Ziqi, I seemed to have heard him mention the Eastern Sea Region."

"Eastern Sea?" Emperor Yan frowned, "Eastern Sea has always been far away and does not get involved in the disputes on the mainland. Could it be that the Tu Su family also has contacts with them?"

Jiang Lin played the role of a well-behaved little prince, obediently shaking his head: "I don't know."

Emperor Yan pondered and said: "I will have someone thoroughly investigate this matter. You should come out less these days and spend more time with your mother."

Jiang Lin nodded obediently, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking at Emperor Yan with burning eyes: "Father, can you teach me how to use the power of the god of agriculture?"

Emperor Yan was taken aback, he looked at his youngest son, and asked: "It's not that you don't like..."

Jiang Lin readily pushed the pot to Ziqi.

He said frankly: "It was because I was ignorant before, and I always thought that I was not of the blood of the sun god, and I was not powerful enough. Now I understand that everything in the world has a reason for its existence. The blood of the god of agriculture may be weak in combat power, but in other respects, the same Very powerful."

After hearing what he said, Emperor Yan suddenly asked: "Did that Ziqi say something to you?"

Otherwise, why did the youngest son suddenly change so much?

Jiang Linxin said that fortunately there is a son who can act as an excuse, in short, it is enough to blame the other party for everything.

He said angrily: "He wanted to harm me, saying that as long as I die, there will be no descendants of the Shennong tribe. The Tusu tribe will not need to take action in the future, and our Shennong tribe will fall into civil strife due to lack of food."

This is what will happen to the Shennong tribe after Jiang's death.

He looked at Emperor Yan helplessly: "I know I was wrong. So I am so important. Father, I will not be self-willed in the future. I will learn to master the power of Shennong. I will help you and help our Shennong tribe plant more land. ! Discover more edible crops!"

The beautiful and delicate little prince has sparkling eyes, as if he is hiding little stars.

Emperor Yan was emotionally agitated by these words, couldn't help but hugged Jiang Lin again, and patted Jiang Lin hard several times: "Okay! He is indeed a good son of the king!"

Feeling the heavy paternal love on his back, Jiang Lin: "..."

He followed Emperor Yan back to the core resident of the Shennong tribe.

The residence of Emperor Yan is a majestic palace made of huge stones, simple and heavy.

Before entering, four young men and women greeted them.

"Father is back."

"Is ginger all right?"

"I heard that the Tusu tribe wanted to assassinate my younger brother? Huh, let me just say, they have never been kind!"

"..."

These four are the other four children of Emperor Yan, Jiang's brother and sister.

The eldest sister is Mu, the second brother is Yun, the third brother is Ji, and the youngest sister is Huan.

Jiang Lin only took one look, and he knew why Jiang Hui was dissatisfied and inferior since he was a child.

His brothers and sisters all inherited the blood of the Sun God, and they are full of heroism, slender and tall. The 1.8-meter-long Jiang was surrounded by everyone, and he was a lot shorter than the average.

No wonder the kid is out of balance.

But obviously, this group of people didn't realize this at all. They all liked this beautiful little brother. Jiang Lin was hugged and hugged. It took at least a quarter of an hour before he broke free from the enthusiastic embrace of his brothers and sisters. .

"I said." Jiang Lin was a little overwhelmed. He straightened his messy hair and said solemnly, "Next time, don't hug me casually, let alone rub my hair!"

After all, he is also a man who has been the demon king several times, is he shameless?

Both Huaiyin and Qingluo laughed several times in the space!

The delicate little prince had a straight face, emphasizing seriously that he is not allowed to hug him or rub him.

Huan suddenly laughed out loud: "Oh, Jiang is so cute."

The second elder brother agreed: "Yes, yes, the younger brother said that he is not allowed to hug him, but I want to hug him even more like this."

The eldest sister has a stable personality, she just looked at her younger siblings with a smile, and secretly thought: I will also give birth to a little prince with the blood of Saturn in the future!