Supreme Daddy

Hearing this, the elders paused and did not follow Song Yili, who then caught up with Song Jun.

Song Jun took Ling Yun to the reception hall. The antique environment was quite attractive.

"Hello, senior, please have tea." Song Jun held a cup of tea and handed it to Ling Yun with both hands!

Ling Yun refused to accept the tea. This tea was too rubbish. He said, "Leave it alone and ask your old man to come out quickly, otherwise I will go back."

The little guy and Beibei looked at the vase on the altar in the hall at the same time. This vase had a totem of the Medicine King Cauldron, which was very eye-catching.

Song Jun gently put down the teacup and said, "Okay, if senior wants to drink it, it's right here. I'll tell my father right away."

Ling Yun nodded!

"Xiao Li, greet seniors well."

After the people left, Song Jun's excited voice came out!

senior?

Song Yili's lips twitched, didn't Ling Yun know how to make elixirs, and what kind of strength did he have? It can seriously injure Uncle Fu! !

"Auntie Mei, are you giving this to me?" the little guy said in a milky voice, pointing at the vase!

Song Yili was dumbfounded: "It doesn't work. If Sissi likes the vase, I can give you another one."

After saying that, she put the bag she was holding on the table and took out the alchemy furnace.

Bai Jingna's eyes widened and she said, "Are they the same?"

She saw that the totems of the alchemy furnace and the vase were actually the same. It seemed that they were really related!

"No, no, no..."

I felt that giving other gifts would not be as good as the vase in front of me, so the little guy shook his head.

"I don't want trash like Qianqian." Ling Yun knew at a glance that the vase was not even an antique, but an ordinary ancient handicraft.

"oh…"

The little guy rolled his eyes for a moment, it turned out that it was not a treasure, which made her excited for nothing.

Rubbish?

Beibei was immediately embarrassed. She wanted to act coquettishly and ask Song Yili for it, but luckily she didn't ask!

"Ling Yun, does it have any meaning?" Song Yili asked, pointing to the totem.

"Ask your grandpa, how do I know?" Ling Yun rolled his eyes with contempt, really thinking that he knew everything and was omnipotent!

"Senior arrives, it's too late to greet him from afar."

This is an old man, his eyes are as deep as the vast sea, his eyebrows are as black as ink, and he is tall. Although he looks a little older, it is not difficult to see that he is somewhat similar to Song Jun.

He must be Song Qingshan from Yaowang Valley!

"Please sit down!"

Seeing Ling Yun standing, Song Qingshan quickly asked Ling Yun to sit down and gave Song Yili a sideways look.

"Grandpa, he didn't sit down on his own." Song Yili responded to Song Qingshan's eyes aggrievedly.

"Old man, sit down by yourself." Ling Yun said.

The little guy laughed and said, "Grandpa, sit down, you're welcome."

Beibei said: "Grandpa, what is this?"

She pointed at the alchemy furnace on the table and made a milky sound!

"This...could it be the glazed alchemy furnace that has been missing for more than a thousand years in our Medicine King Valley?" Song Qingshan's eyes suddenly widened, with an excited look on his face.

"What? Are they really from our Medicine King Valley?" Song Yili was also shocked!

"Xiao Li, where did you find it? This is a treasure that our Yaowang Valley has been trying to recover."

"I bought it from...in...Jiangbei, but it was hers." Song Yili hesitated, obviously not recovering from the shock. She pointed to Bai Jingna aside, who was dumbfounded!

Lost over a thousand years ago?

Isn't it related to her master's sect?

"Who are you?"

Song Qingshan turned his head and looked Bai Jingna up and down, and asked in surprise.

"I...I..." Bai Jingna hesitated to answer, a little afraid of Song Qingshan's gaze.

Song Qingshan said: "Wait a minute, is this a family inheritance?"

"Um!"

After receiving Bai Jingna's affirmative answer, Song Qingshan sounded a little annoyed, and he continued: "Who is your ancestor? Ci Xin?"

Bai Jingna looked horrified: "My master's name is Ci Xin!"

"That traitor, she took away the glazed alchemy furnace and the painting and betrayed the Medicine King Valley. My ancestor was so angry at that time." Song Qingshan said with an angry look.

"How could my master be such a person? I don't believe it!"

Bai Jingna shook her head. Although she had never seen her, she had heard about her deeds. She was a kind person in the village, and she would never be like what Song Qingshan said!

Song Yili said: "So that's the case. The fault was also the fault of Mercy back then. Grandpa, why are you so cruel to Bai Jingna!"

The little guy said in a sweet voice, "What can Grandpa be so cruel about? I can do it too!"

After saying that, she put her hands on her hips and widened her eyes. Her breasts were fierce and fierce. She was so cute that she almost charmed Song Yili to death!

What's so cruel...it's so cute that it kills you!

Beibei said: "I can too!"

"Hahaha..." Ling Yun looked up to the sky and laughed: "It is indeed the past, and now you have got the Medicine King Valley back, right? Everything has its cause and effect."

Song Qingshan said: "Yes, after more than a thousand years, the ancestor should feel at ease, but what about that painting?"

Song Yili was stunned!

yes!

Painting!

Isn't it the little guy holding it? But the little guy's hands are empty, and Ling Yun doesn't have any either!

"Oops, the painting is missing!" Song Yili immediately suspected that it was left on the helicopter!

"Ahem... I hid the painting. It was originally ours, and it should be returned to its original owner!" Ling Yun replied with two dry coughs.

"The painting... the painting was brought back, where is it?" Joy appeared on Song Qingshan's face!

"Grandpa, the painting is in his hands, and he said it was painted by him. I don't understand, nor do I understand." Song Yili looked at Ling Yun and said!

"Senior, don't be joking. That painting belongs to our Yaowang Valley. How could it be painted by you?" Song Qingshan shook his head!

"Okay, if I say it's mine, it's mine. It's not in your hands now. Ask your granddaughter who painted the painting and who wrote it. You will know everything." Ling Yun said. .

The little guy said: "I...I...it's me! Aha!!"

"Be good... don't make any noise!"

"OK!"

"It's not yours...Grandpa is dishonest. Those are my sister and I bought them. They are three beautiful stones." Beibei said in a sweet voice and turned around with a serious look on her face.

"This...Xiaoli, what's going on?" Song Qingshan looked confused.

After Song Yili talked slowly, Song Qingshan's face turned pale with fear, and he murmured to himself: "Who is the senior?"

"I am who I am!" Ling Yun replied calmly!

The little guy laughed: "I am me, different me."

"Impossible, this is the wrong time!" Song Qingshan shook his head!

Even if Ling Yun is immortal, how old is his daughter? How could the painting be completed? This is impossible.

"This is not what you need to know. I will ask you some questions next, and you should answer them truthfully." Ling Yun said in a deep voice, his face turned cold.