The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Xiaoqi held the coordinate device, scratching his head and shaking it around: If the energy core is missing, can it be used?

Xiao Qi slowly input his energy into the coordinate device.

The coordinate device is badly worn, and I don't know whether the signal is positioned or whether the starship can reach it.

When Yan Tao opened his eyes, Xiao Qi had already filled the energy core of the coordinate device.

Yan Tao's peach blossom eyes were still a little hazy, and she raised her brows slightly. She was the only one left in the tent.

Qin Zong had already stood up and left.

She hugged her clothes and was a little surprised that she fell asleep so quickly last night.

"Xiao Qi, what are you doing?"

Xiaoqi: Master, I don’t know if it works. I’ll try it first.

If there are too many signals emitted, there will always be ones that can be emitted, right?

Yan Tao's handsome brows furrowed: It's up to you.

She adjusted her clothes, lifted up the tent and was about to go out, when a big hand suddenly reached out from beside her and pressed her shoulders, pushing her back into the tent.

Qin Zong finished washing, carrying a set of clothes, and said softly, "Take off this women's clothes and put on this one."

Yan Tao raised his brows and narrowed his peach blossom eyes into crescent moons: "What I wear is fine. I don't need to change."

Qin Zong: "I'm not good!"

The black skirt was already torn, and Mr. Qin was worried that one day his hands would itch and something would get worse.

Master Yan sighed, his tone was helpless and doting, well, who told her family to like Zongzong.

"Zongzong, don't peek."

With a smile on his face, Yan Tao teased the man with a clear voice before lifting up the tent.

Qin Zong put one hand in his pocket and stood tall outside the tent, waiting for Yan Tao to change clothes.

The clothes he brought over were naturally his own.

Yan Tao unfolded her clothes. The loose shirt was several sizes larger than hers.

So are pants.

When she put on this outfit, she looked like a child who had stolen an adult's clothes.

His slender white fingers grasped the trouser leg and tore off the excess.

I barely managed to get dressed.

Xiaoqi...

So ugly.

Young Master Yan opened the tent and Qin Zong glanced at her lightly. The young man wrapped himself tightly.

Her peach blossom eyes narrowed into crescent moons and she smiled at him.

The handsome and picturesque face of the young man was covered with a faint golden light, making him look like a real person.

"good."

Qin Zong nodded.

Lian Feng, who was listening behind him, twitched his lips: Master, where can I go? Please don't say anything against your will, okay?

After taking off his black skirt, the good-looking boy is back again.

The coat was loosely covering the young man's body. She raised her brows casually, moved her lips, and suddenly heard a loud shout from outside the camp.

"King of Hell! Come out!"

"Yama!"

The words were spoken in English. Yan Tao and the others looked at the sound and found that it was Cordo and the others, a team from the country M.

When Cordo saw Qin Zong, he immediately strode over with an angry and excited look on his face.

"Yan? Why are you here too?"

Cordo was a little surprised. His eyes lingered on Yan Tao's clothes, then paused and turned to Qin Zong again.

"King of Hell, let's fight for things based on our own abilities. It's too cunning for you to use your dirty tricks to trick us behind our backs!"

"I admire your skill and strategy, but what you did last night was so immoral!"

"Captain, why are you talking nonsense to him! Hand over your things!"

"that is!"

The team members were more excited than Cordo. Qin Zong only raised his brows. There was no expression on his stern face, but Lian Feng stood in front of Cordo. "Cordo, what are you talking about?"