Chapter 7 (1/2)

Su Yuntao was embarrassed to stay at this time. After saying goodbye, he went out directly and planned to return to notting city. Ye's father and mother naturally went out to see him off politely.

Ye Zhiqiu turned his lips and ignored them.

After sitting up from the ground, he fell into thinking.

He was more interested in the three system cues.

What causes such a big gap in negative emotions? There are only 6 single digit points in Ye Fu Ye mu, 66 points in Tang San and 266 points in Su Yuntao.

Is it because of strength? Ye Zhiqiu frowned. Judging from the limited information at present, he can only make this inference.

If this is the case, he must find a powerful soul master to brush negative emotion value, and then he will be more efficient.

However, it is likely that he will be slapped to death.

But as an old saying goes, it is the so-called wealth in danger.

At this moment, ye Zhiqiu suddenly had a bold idea.

At noon, ye Zhiqiu heard the sound of ”bang bang” iron from the next door after lunch.

If he remembers correctly, Tang Hao is teaching xiaosanluan's cloaks hammer technique.

How can I miss this moment? Ye Zhiqiu ran to the next door. He didn't want to steal the Cape, he wanted to roll the wool.

Tang Hao, a big fat sheep, didn't show up much. He was either sleeping in or on the way to drink. Today is not easy to stay together for a period of time, ye Zhiqiu naturally has to seize the opportunity.

As ye Zhiqiu expected, Tang Hao and Tang San were both in front of the casting stage.

Tang Sanzheng brandishes the iron hammer unceasingly to strike a piece of human head big original iron, the spark four splashes.

At this time, Tang San didn't use Xuantian Gong, so he seemed to have some difficulty. The sweat on his forehead trickled down and covered his face.

”Eh, Xiao San, it's sunny and breezy outside. How can you waste such a good time on forging iron and not go out with me to have a good time.” Ye Zhiqiu pretends not to have spectrum, while teasing Tang San, while pulling Tang San's shoulder.

Tang San:...

Tang Hao:...

[negative emotion value from Tang San plus 66...]

[negative emotion value from Tang Hao plus 966...]

”ah Qiu, my father is teaching me iron making skills, and I am busy...” Tang San has no choice but to say.

Ye Zhiqiu pretended to have just discovered Tang Hao's appearance, and said, ”I didn't expect that uncle Tang Hao was also there. I didn't notice that uncle Tang Hao was thirsty. No, I'll pour you tea...” after that, ye Zhiqiu ran to the table, where there was a teapot.

But it's empty. As soon as ye Zhiqiu mentioned the teapot, he found out, but he still pretended to pour down two times, and then with an embarrassed smile at Tang Hao.

[negative emotion value from Tang Hao plus 966...]

Tang Hao's face is a little dark, but he is not easy to argue with Ye Zhiqiu, a little boy. He still needs this kind of face.

Tang Hao could only pretend to be indifferent and said coldly, ”no, I'm not thirsty...”

”Oh...” Ye Zhiqiu nodded his head cleverly, then ran back to Tang San and watched with interest.