Supreme Daddy

Ling Yun raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, turned around, and knocked down all these people like lightning.

So what if every one of them is an Immortal Emperor, they are still not scum.

suddenly!

The corner of Ling Yun's mouth twitched. He was a little dumbfounded. Where is the living grass? Searching aimlessly? You are so mean, why did you kill them all at once?

His consciousness covered the Island of Death and he didn't see where the Living Grass was. Did Rex remember it wrong?

Ling Yun refused to give up and went to the densest forest on the island to search for three hours.

He is angry!

Unexpectedly, he didn't find it, and a terrifying wave destroyed the forest.

This big movement immediately attracted many people to fly over, and there was no sign of Ling Yun at all.

Ling Yun came to a restaurant on an island in the center of Death Island.

Everything in this island of death is similar to the buildings outside. There are restaurants, inns, and markets.

There is abundant spiritual energy in Death Island, and even a being with poor talent can easily reach the strength of the Immortal Emperor after simply practicing for thousands of years.

In this island of death, without the immortal emperor, the strength is basically equivalent to that of ordinary people, and they are often bullied at will by those overbearing casual cultivators and sect forces.

Ling Yun randomly found a seat to sit down, and then spoke directly.

"Little bastard, bring some jugs of good wine and some good food!"

The waiter didn't pay attention and still handed Ling Yun tea with a smile.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

Ling Yun nodded, it turned out that the waiter in this shop knew the Supreme Lord.

There are also a large number of immortal cultivators gathered in this restaurant, and the business is pretty good.

People at the tables next to him looked at Ling Yun up and down. The latter was a little irritated and thought he was a monkey. What were he looking at!

The waiters here are all Immortal Emperors, they are really awesome, even better than Onigashima.

"Who is it? Emperor?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it."

"The emperor is stupid."

Many people talked about Ling Yun and burst into laughter.

Ling Yun was not in a good mood to begin with, and now he was feeling very irritable.

Immediately, Ling Yun made a swipe in the air, a sword light flashed through, and a bloody arrow shot out from the throat of the casual cultivator.

The whole person fell to the ground, his eyes were wide open, and he was completely unresponsive. All this was just because he said bad things about Ling Yun, so he died.

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey! !

Seeing this scene, everyone in the restaurant changed their expressions and looked frightened. Especially those who had discussed Ling Yun just now took a few steps back and looked at him with fear in their eyes.

The waiter came over quickly and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, please calm down. They are all rubbish and not worth your while."

Ling Yun liked hearing this, nodded, and didn't care about them. He sipped the wine and tea brought by the waiter in his shop and shook his head. It was very different from what he had in his hand.

"It smells so good...it smells so good. Is this wine? Damn it, I'll smell it again, it's amazing!"

An old man walked in from the door. He actually closed his eyes and came to Ling Yun relying on the smell of wine.

He opened his eyes suddenly and could no longer take his eyes away from the wine on Lingyun's table.

"Old man, you just sniffed so much, don't you feel embarrassed?" Ling Yun said with a smile.

The old man was embarrassed, then he took out a top-grade spiritual stone from the storage ring, put it on the table and replied: "It should mean it, it should mean it."

Ling Yun continued to take a sip of the fairy brew, when the mythical beast Blazing Tiger jumped out and watched eagerly.

"Drink!"

Ling Yun poured a glass for Xiao Huzi, who was actually wagging his tail like a puppy. He probably couldn't change the roles.

The monks around him swallowed their saliva, not daring to ask arrogantly due to Ling Yun's strength.

The old man licked his mouth and then swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. He was dumbfounded. This mythical beast was treated better than him. He was so angry.

"Brother, give me some!" The old man imitated the helpless look of the mythical beast Fiery Tiger just now, with a look of pity in his eyes.

Who is Ling Yun, an old monster who has lived for countless years? The old man's eyes want to beg for the fairy brew? It doesn't exist, and it's unfamiliar.

"Go, go, who is your buddy? You stinky old man, you are very bad."

Ling Yun drank so much that the old man drooled.

"Points..."

"Damn it, pay attention to your image!" Ling Yun died speechless.

A casual cultivator at a table next to him recognized the old man and said, "The wine master is so shameless."

"Let me see, it's really him. I haven't seen this damn old man in ten thousand years."

"Yeah, after we said goodbye at the last Death Island Conference, I thought he had died of old age."

Several monks began to tease the wine master about his arrival.

Ling Yun asked curiously: "Your name is Jiuxian? Why?"

"One question and one drink!" The wine master was willing to wipe his saliva this time.

Ling Yun looked him up and down, and then poured him a glass. This move made Xiao Huzi very dissatisfied, he barked!

The wine master laughed, teased him, and said with a smile: "Your voice is really special!"

The little tiger was angry and stared at the wine master...

Ling Yun was speechless, tapped his tiger head a few times, and then said to the Jiuxian: "Old man, hurry up and say that you have drunk all the wine."

The wine master had just finished the wine in one gulp, but now he had endless aftertaste. He cried, really cried, and a tear fell from his eyes.

I thought to myself, what did he drink before? Is it fake wine? He is called the Master of Wine in vain!

"Hey, good wine..."

"Hey, hey, hey... you haven't answered my question yet!" Ling Yun knocked on the table several times, making a knocking sound.

Everyone wanted to take a sip, but they could only watch helplessly.

"Brother, let's have another drink, a little is fine." The wine master even licked the cup clean, leaving Ling Yun speechless.

"Say!" Ling Yun glared!

"Stingy, I've tasted the strongest wines in the world, but none of them can make me drunk, so I have the Brewmaster."

"Haha..." Ling Yun smiled: "Why don't you stop getting drunk and return the wine to the Master? What you drank must be fake wine."

"Bah...boy, besides your wine, I also drank another kind of wine, rain and dew wine, have you heard about it?"

Before Ling Yun could reply, Jiu Xian added: "You must have heard this for the first time. That wine is the second best, but..."

He actually wanted to say that the wine Ling Yun had just given him was all rubbish, but he wanted to save face and refused to say anything.

Ling Yun: "......"

"Dude!"

"Who is your buddy? Let's go."

"I just want some. Have mercy on me, an old man who is not loved."

After Xiao Huzi finished licking the bowl, he couldn't help but said: "Old man, why are you so shameless and shameless?"

"You don't understand, you stupid dog!"

"Woof woof woof... I'm a flaming tiger, not a little puppy." The little tiger bared his teeth and started to glare at the Jiuxian again.

"Old man, since you are a wine master, why don't you know how to make wine?"

"Hey, my talent is too poor, there's nothing I can do about it. It hurts me to think that he can't make wine even though he's a wine master."

While talking, he poured himself wine, thinking that Ling Yun wouldn't notice.

Awkward!

Ling Yun pointed a finger, and the Jiuxian's hand was imprisoned.