Supreme Daddy

Back to the ground!

Regardless of what everyone thought, Ling Yun pulled An Qing up to the sacred peak.

Mu Batian hugged Emperor Munan's body and cried bitterly. He clenched his fists and had no choice but to let Ling Yun leave. Everyone in the Holy Land whispered.

Somewhere in the Demonic Sea

Demon Lord Hong Tian covered his right hand, his face turned pale, and his eyes suddenly became very cold.

"God Realm, God Lord? This matter has just begun."

"Cut off one of my hands and crush the other."

"Kill my disciple."

"Hmph, I remember this account clearly."

Not long after, his hand grew again, his eyes were unusually cold, and he didn't know what happened to his other disciple, Munan? I felt a little worried.

divine peak

In an elegant courtyard.

Ling Yun and his party are all here. Zhao Xin and Ji Wushuang are following them. They just ignore the words of a certain god!

In the middle of the journey, a certain deity had Ling Yun's consciousness in his mind, and asked them to come up. Otherwise, they would have to fight.

"Daddy, Sissi wants to sleep." The little guy yawned deeply and started rubbing his eyes again.

"Go to sleep." Ling Yun smiled and helped her close her eyes.

The little guy secretly opened it again!

An Qing couldn't laugh or cry: "Is it fun?"

The little guy shook his head and then closed his eyes to sleep.

"Handsome, touch...touch!" Beibei stretched out his head to Ling Yun, asking for his magical power in a coquettish way.

"Beibei, sleep when you are tired. Don't be playful, or you will get bitten by bugs again." Ling Yun joked.

Everyone thought of her swollen hand before and burst into laughter. Beibei curled her lips.

"Sister Qing, why are you here?" Long Yanran's eyes swept back and forth between her and Ling Yun, which was quite interesting.

"Miss her!"

An Qing's face was not red, her heart was not beating, she pointed at the little guy in her arms and replied, she couldn't say that she was the one who pestered Ling Yun to bring him.

"Puch!" Long Yanran chuckled, but she wouldn't believe this.

"You guys stay here, I'll take care of things!" Ling Yun stood up and said seriously.

An Qing thought it was a big deal, so she nodded!

Before leaving, Ling Yun suddenly said to An Qing: "There will be a celebration party tonight, remember not to be shy!"

An Qing blushed...

What can happen to Ling Yun?

Why not take advantage of the little guy's sleep? Such a good opportunity. Xin Zhao is here again. Let's go drink!

An Qing, the princess and Empress Hanyue who came after her talked about everything at once. They had a scene with several women. To Empress Hanyue's surprise, the empress in her eyes showed no airs at all and was very easy to get along with.

In another courtyard next to it.

"Brother Yun, you have to tell me what's going on. Why are you the God Lord?"

After Xin Zhao drank three glasses of wine, he immediately asked the questions he had been having these past few days.

"It's a long story, but in short I fell into it because I was confused."

Ling Yun didn't want to explain more. Ji Wushuang was still here, and he couldn't possibly say that he was still King of Hades.

Ji Wushuang asked Ling Yun, was he the one who saved him from the Nine Nether Abyss? He insisted on an accurate answer because he was afraid of guessing wrong.

Ling Yun nodded and said: "Boy, when will the money for Xiaoxue's milk powder be settled? I am short of money!"

Ji Wushuang's mouth twitched!

Isn’t this still too god-like?

Why is it different from the one just now? The person in front of me is the money addict.

"Well, I don't have enough money, so it will be later." Ji Wushuang said truthfully.

"I don't care." Ling Yun took out a piece of white paper with some medicinal materials written on it: "Collect them and cancel the debt owed to me."

Ji Wushuang took it and took a look. He was dumbfounded. What a trap!

Damn it!

So many precious medicinal materials? Where did he find it?

Might as well give the best spiritual stone!

"Ahem, Emperor, this...this...so much?" Ji Wushuang asked uncertainly.

"Well, it would be best if you could get two copies for me." Ling Yun chuckled.

Vomiting blood!

Ji Wushuang has never seen such a shameless person.

Want two more? no way!

At the entrance of the other courtyard, Dongshenzun shouted from outside.

"Emperor"

"come in."

"I have something to say."

"What's the matter? Don't worry, old boy, long time no see. Here is the fairy brew that you have been longing for. Why don't you take a sip?" Ling Yun said seductively.

"Really? Really?" Lord Dong Shen's face was happy when he heard this, he looked particularly excited, and his tone was a bit unbelievable.

Why?

In his eyes, the emperor's fairy wine is luxurious. If he wants to take a sip, it is more unreal than in a dream. Is the emperor so generous at this moment?

He was not polite and sat down directly, rubbing his hands obscenely.

Xin Zhao loved drinking, so he quickly picked up the big bowl and drank it in one gulp, fearing that he would snatch it away.

Ji Wushuang also tasted such delicious wine for the first time. Something seemed wrong. Could this fairy wine nourish the soul?

Is it the same as the long stick that spits smoke?

Ji Wushuang still doesn’t know where the Xiuhun brand cigarettes come from!

At this moment, Xin Zhao is lighting one, an ordinary item from Blue Star.

Ji Wu's eyes widened, and then he sniffed the smoke exhaled by Xin Zhao, lowered his mouth, and muttered: "It's different!"

The smell of smoke has no effect on nourishing the soul!

The corners of Dong Shen Zun's mouth twitched. Did he drink so much?

He knew it was a good thing, but he had to maintain his image no matter what!

But…

When he took his first sip, he immediately felt uneasy. The taste was still familiar.

Damn it!

He actually repaired his damaged soul!

What he drank before was all fake?

Then he took one mouthful after another, and all the images went to hell!

Xin Zhao couldn't stand it anymore: "Hey, old man, you drink so much? Are you using it as water? No money?"

Ji Wushuang said at the same time: "Old man, cough, Old Man Dong, this fairy brew is very valuable. As long as you help me collect the medicinal materials on this paper, I will give you a drink from my bowl. How about it?" The tone was full of temptation, but also He winked at Dong Shen Zun.

Dong Shen Zun is too lazy to pay attention to him!

That piece of paper belonged to the Emperor at first glance. The Emperor wanted something that the God Realm could not afford, so he would not be fooled.

Dong Shenzun, who had restored 70% to 80% of his soul, said, "Emperor, can this Ten Thousand Races Conference still be held?"

Looking at Ling Yun's uninformed expression, he continued: "This is held once every ten thousand years."

Ling Yun nodded and said, "Who is participating?"

“The giants from the twelve regions will all have representatives coming, but I don’t know how many will come?”

Dongshenzun is unsure of the answer!

After these days, the prestige of the God Realm is not as good as before.

Ji Wushuang said: "I am participating. What will be discussed at this conference of all races?"

He had been here before, several times, but at that time, the Mortal Emperor was basically the one who made the decision, and what was discussed was the Demonic Forbidden Code. When Na Wutian was the God Master, it was about the ancient Hades.

Lord Dong Shen smiled and said nothing!

Ling Yun frowned, and after a while he said, "Come on, I want to see how much prestige I still have in the God Realm, or how much prestige I still have."

It’s best if you don’t come to participate!

In the future, the God Realm can stop being so busy and recuperate. After this war between gods and demons, many heavenly soldiers died, as well as many rising stars. They are all strong men in the future.