Supreme Daddy

Someone in Tianmen took the lead, so some garbage formations began to be put up.

Ling Yun sneered coldly: "Trash!"

"Don't be crazy, our Tianmen will not let you go." A certain Tianmen person said angrily.

He also pointed at Ling Yun, another act of seeking death!

A divine punishment fell, and the mountain peak of a certain palace next to him was split. His death was really tragic.

The rest of the dregs.

Before the four princes could react, they were pierced by Ling Yun's divine light one by one, making miserable noises. Their spiritual energy swelled up after reviving, and their physical skills were unsatisfactory.

This scene happened as soon as the Martial Ancestor God Emperor arrived, and he had no time to speak or take action to stop it, but in his opinion, it was useless to take action, Ling Yun was going to seal their fate.

"Sorry." Ling Yun said to the Martial Ancestor God Emperor, he didn't care.

The others who ate melon seeds showed respect to Emperor Wuzu as a gentleman.

Emperor Wuzu nodded, then smiled at Ling Yun and said, "The Supreme Lord shouldn't attack them. I'm fine. Tianmen won't vent their anger on me."

He was slightly surprised. Song Shanfeng was pretty good, right? There wasn't much fighting here, so he just died?

Ling Yun laughed loudly and said: "Tianmen can't stand this emperor anymore. If you want to die, let them come."

These words made everyone secretly think that they were too crazy. If the Supreme God Lord said this twelve years ago, he would hardly dare to question it. Now that the spiritual energy has revived and many strong people have appeared, it might be possible.

"Father, how do you explain this to Tianmen?" the fourth prince asked fearfully.

Emperor Wuzu shook his head, he hadn't asked Ling Yun yet.

"What do you think, the Supreme Lord?"

"Old man, you should have thought about it," Ling Yun asked back, touching Beibei's thrashing head with his right hand.

The Martial Ancestor God Emperor chuckled. He had thought about it. Needless to say, the news that the ninth level Tianmen branch was destroyed by the Supreme God Emperor should have reached him.

"Fourth, just give me a brief notice. Just mean it." Emperor Wuzu waved his hand to the fourth prince, who had a twitching expression on his lips.

"yes!"

The fourth prince responded, and at the same time sealed off several peaks in Tianmen Branch, and the crowd watching the show basically left.

Ji Wushuang shook his head and took the first step. Ling Yun didn't need his help.

"Let's go, you really won't stop even when you get there." God Emperor Martial Ancestor joked.

Ling Yun shrugged, and when he was about to leave, Beibei pointed at the mountain peaks and said, "Shuai Shu, there are good things there, why don't we do it?"

"Ahem..." The Martial Ancestor God Emperor coughed twice. They were not the only ones here now, one or two casual cultivators were still watching.

The corner of Ling Yun's mouth twitched: "They are in such a miserable condition, let's just treat them as housing expenses. It's not much, right?"

Beibei scratched her head, not understanding what the settlement fee was, but after thinking about it, they were really miserable, so she nodded.

Emperor Wuzu breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Beibei would not agree and would do the same thing as robbery, killing and robbing, bandit leader?

It was already past eight o'clock when we returned to the palace in Wulin City.

Ling Yun patiently told stories to the little ones in the yard, and the latter's tastes began to change.

Ling Yun is going to tell a long story tonight.

"Daddy, we haven't finished telling the story about Big Dog Stick Technique." The little guy said in a sweet voice, her little hand swaying Ling Yun's arm.

Beibei scratched his head, big dog? Stick method? Isn’t it a dog-beating stick method?

"It's the dog-beating stick method. The story is called Legend of the Condor." Ling Yun replied with a smile.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, it's the story about beating a dog. You didn't finish it." The little guy said in a sweet voice.

Ling Yun: "..."

An Qing covered her mouth and smiled. She just wanted to laugh when she saw the black streaks on Ling Yun's head. The King of Hades and God Tai had no control over his daughter.

"Haha, I'm done." Beibei replied with a wink.

The little guy shook his head and said, "No, no."

A smile appeared on Ling Yun's lips and he asked: "How do you know there is more?"

The little guy laughed and said, "I guessed it."

After she finished speaking, she clapped her hands, and her excited expression seemed to be praising herself for being smart.

"Really?"

Seeing Ling Yun ask this, Beibei's eyes widened like water.

"Welcome three children to listen to Brother Yun's storytelling." An Qing covered her mouth and snickered.

Beibei and the three of them laughed.

Ling Yun cleared his throat, and then started talking about the couple of gods and heroes.

The little one's eyes were still red after listening to the story. Because the hero of the story had one of his hands cut off in the middle of the story, her eyes were red.

It's okay for Beibei, at least the ending is happy, and little Eileen actually asked if there was any.

What’s next?

There must be, but the characters in the previous stories are all dead, so Ling Yun won't tell them.

"Daddy, is the little dragon girl like little Irene, a dragon?"

Does this kid regard martial arts as cultivation or fantasy?

Little Erin strained her ears to listen.

"Ahem, she is a person, not a dragon. Little Dragon Girl is her name." Ling Yun explained awkwardly.

Beibei asked some strange questions, such as whether the royal jelly in Xiao Longnu's hand was given by Ling Yun.

Ling Yun: "..."

The little ones didn't understand Li Mochou's love in the story, so An Qing thought of her and Liao Haifei today.

A speechless night!

The next day!

The east dawns, the golden morning light fills the earth, everything is prosperous, and it is a new day.

The little one was woken up by An Qing early in the morning and practiced magic boxing every day. Since she was lazy and only learned one set of boxing, An Qing asked her to practice every day.

Beibei is different. She practices swordsmanship and strives to reach Ling Yun's level of becoming a god.

Little Erin is already very self-conscious and has good comprehension skills, so she has achieved some success in her magic boxing and doesn't need much practice.

After Ling Yun had a busy breakfast, Ji Wushuang came over sweating profusely.

"Emperor, something big has happened."

"What's the matter? Sit down and talk slowly."

"Brother Xinchu..."

"He told the Martial Ancestor God Emperor to break off the engagement?"

"No, I thought so too, but Brother Xinchu came back smelling of alcohol this morning, and it was just dawn at that time."

"how do you know?"

"I was practicing. I didn't sleep all night. I lived next door to him. I didn't know that he was no longer in the room."

"This is not a big deal, right? He might have gone drinking again." Ling Yun replied speechlessly. Is this a big deal? He is drunk.

"Forget it, he smells good, guess whose it is?" Ji Wushuang said seriously.

Ling Yun half-squinted his eyes, it seemed that something was still going on.

"So Min."

"The emperor is powerful, that's why I talk about big things." Ji Wu gave a thumbs up, with an eager look on his brows.

Ling Yun's mouth twitched. Did Xiao Xinzi go to Su Min's room last night?

Oh my God!

Ji Wushuang also thought of this possibility, so the two of them looked speechless and dead.

"Brother Chu is no longer Brother Chu, and I am heartbroken."

"Why didn't you take a good look at him yesterday? You had to go to Songshan Mountain!" Ling Yun said.

Ji Wushuang then explained, who knew that a drunk Xin Zhao would run around.

He was also careless and went back to practice directly at night without even checking to see if Xin Zhao was in the room.