Supreme Daddy

The little guy stopped what he was doing and blinked at Ling Yun, expecting the latter to give him an evaluation!

"Practice more in the future. If you get a perfect score of 100 for the first time, you can only get 30!"

thirty?

Hearing this, the little guy's mouth twitched, indicating that he was very unconvinced and wanted to do it again.

"It's time to eat, stop playing!"

Ling Yun kicked Lady Qin into the void. The instrument spirit of the latter trembled deeply, feeling that death was coming, which frightened it.

Fortunately, the little guy didn't see it, otherwise he would feel bad. It's a good piano, and it won't be broken by being kicked.

If the kick is bad, then it will not be one of the top ten ancient artifacts.

"Papa, come on, or I won't eat."

It could be seen that the little guy was serious, so it seemed that Ling Yun should not have given her the music score just now.

She must want to learn, or want to hear Ling Yun play.

Outside the city of years!

Shang Yuntian was undecided, not knowing what to do next. The sound of the piano disappeared, probably because it was to teach him a lesson. If he persists in his persistence, he will die!

This is a warning from the strong!

And Divine Punishment suddenly disappeared, and a voice came from the sky.

"Go away, because of my fate with the Dragon Clan, or you will die!"

Ling Yun's domineering voice echoed through the sky, and the sound alone made many people's legs weaken.

Finally he sighed

"You guys retreat first!"

retreat?

Although Ling Yun promised that all the Snow Dragon Clan would withdraw, this was still a matter of letting the tiger return to the mountain, and the beam had already been forged.

Neither An Qing nor Yan Xuefei agreed, so...

"You must sign an agreement and stop causing trouble to Wuhun Continent, otherwise you won't be able to leave," An Qing said!

"you……"

"You guys from Wuhun Continent won't bully people too much."

Shang Yuntian was furious. This time he was hit by the sound of the piano. Everyone was injured to varying degrees. It would be impossible to repair it within three to five years.

"To sign or not to sign?"

An Qingjian pointed at Shang Yuntian, his beautiful eyes exuding coldness.

"Who do you think you are, just asking me to sign?"

Shang Yuntian gathered all his strength and punched An Qing. The force roared to the sky, exuding a destructive aura, and transformed into a thunder dragon, trying to devour her directly.

Facing the giant fist that reached out to cover the sky, An Qing's expression was calm and calm.

"die!"

An extremely cold voice sounded from the void.

The sound was like the whisper of death, making Shang Yuntian feel that his whole body was in the cold water, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Then a pleasant tune sounded, and the air seemed to freeze.

A melody-shaped ice sword energy broke through the void and penetrated the space, causing cracks to spread in the surrounding void.

With a sweep of sword energy, Shang Yuntian's strongest punch was neutralized and disappeared into the void, and then a stream of blood flew everywhere!

Shang Yuntian's head was cut off directly and thrown away, with blood flowing freely.

The sound of the piano continued, but there was no other lethality. Everyone held their breath and sweated!

Is Shang Yuntian dead?

Shang Yuntian, who could not be shaken by the Immortal Emperor Eighteen, was killed by a sound like this. Everyone couldn't believe it!

This song is not a piano sound, but a piece of music. It was played by Ling Yun because of the little guy's coquettishness. It was done with just a leaf.

This song is a war song, beautiful and exciting. Everyone was shocked and unable to recover for a long time.

The song ends!

Ling Yun said: "There is no need to sign an agreement. If the Snow Dragon Clan wants to die, just do it."

These words scared all the Snow Dragon clan members to flee from Wuhun Continent. This is where the devil sleeps, and they wouldn't even dare to do so even if they were given ten thousand courage.

Everyone in Shuiyue City cheered and thanked Ling Yun loudly, but except for An Qing, Yan Xuefei, Dongfang Honghong, Gui Yaksha, and Su Yu, no one else knew who took action.

"Wow, Daddy, you are so awesome, you play so beautifully."

The little guy had a look of admiration on his face, with little stars in his eyes.

Beibei opened her mouth wide, she didn't know anything outside, she was just intoxicated in the music, while Ling Yun only used a leaf, she felt that she had learned a lot.

"Everyone applaud."

After being intoxicated, Beibei opened her mouth wider and kept flapping her little hands.

"Come over for dinner, you're the only one in trouble." Ling Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and filled their bowls with rice, which was extremely considerate.

The little guy was moved again, rubbed his eyes, and said in a sweet voice: "Daddy, I don't want to grow up."

Ling Yun gave them some green vegetables, looked at the little guy and said, "It's not up to you. Age is not what you want."

"I know, I have a way."

"Oh...Is there any way?"

Ling Yun suddenly became curious.

"It just doesn't count this year, we will continue to call next year..."

Ling Yun understands what she means, she just wants to live in vain for a year!

Ling Yun: "..."

Long Yanran: "..."

Time is passing by. It doesn’t mean it doesn’t count. What is the little guy thinking in his head?

"I will be four next year, and the year after that, and everything after that."

The little guy became more and more excited as he talked and stood on the chair.

An Qing heard it as soon as she came back and came over and asked, "It's impossible for Sissi's wish to come true, but it's still a little possible here."

"Because the time here is different from that of Blue Star!"

"Aha, let me tell you, I am the smartest."

The little guy put down his chopsticks, put his hands on his hips, and looked at everyone with bleak eyes.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Everyone shook their heads and laughed.

The little one ate the slowest. Ling Yun and An Qing ignored her and told her to talk more as soon as she ate.

Ling Yun asked: "Have all the people from the Snow Dragon Clan retreated?"

"Thank you for letting them go."

An Qing nodded and rolled her eyes at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun touched his nose and said that he was helpless.

It is certain that he has a connection with the dragon clan. Otherwise, no one knows the secret of why his body would be in the form of a dragon.

Apart from that ancient memory, no one would know about it.

Besides, Shang Yuntian is dead, and the Snow Dragon Clan will not be able to come to Wuhun Continent for a hundred years as long as they don't have trouble thinking about it.

This time the Snow Dragon Clan has suffered a serious loss of vitality and is on the verge of decline.

Ling Yun has been teaching the little ones how to make alchemy these past few days, and they have also achieved great results, except for little Irene who is lazy and playing games.

The little guy and Beibei are already fourth-level alchemists, while Long Yanran is a fifth-level alchemist!

When he heard that Long Yanran was at the fifth level, the little guy said he heard it wrong, and Beibei also said it was impossible. They were so smart and had spent so many days refining it!

The two children didn't know that Long Yanran could practice without sleep, but they couldn't. An Qing asked them to go to bed at ten o'clock, get up at six-thirty, go to school in the morning, and practice in the afternoon.

How could it be possible to catch up with Long Yanran at such a speed? Besides, Long Yanran's master was Ling Yun, so he was focused on training.

The little guy and Beibei no longer need to be taught. As long as they are willing to take the time to practice, it is only a matter of time before they become supreme alchemists.