Supreme Daddy

Fortunately, I didn't go there to play for a few months, otherwise I would have missed everything, Xin Zhao thought to himself.

Xiao Xinzi, why are you so stunned? Come on, let's drink, Ling Yun said, placing a pot of old wine and two cups on the stone table.

Wang Er, come in! Xin Zhao shouted outside the yard.

Here we come, Seventh Young Master, what do you want me to do? Wang Er was a little displeased. In his eyes, although the Seventh Young Master was not a loser, he was just about the same. The master of the house arranged for him to be his follower, but he was very reluctant.

Tell the kitchen to prepare some dishes to go with the wine.

I'll do it right away

When Wang Er left, he glanced at Ling Yun. He felt so strange. How could this Qi Shao know his friend? He was just standing guard outside the courtyard. How could he, an ordinary person, come in?

Xiao Xinzi, come and have a drink.

Brother Yun, can you clear up the doubts in my heart before drinking? Zhao Xin's face looked very heavy.

Let's talk about it first

Who is the ancient Hades?

Ling Yun was stunned for a moment, this was no secret. Then he drank a glass of wine and replied.

I

Although Xin Zhao was prepared, he was still not sure enough and was shocked.

At that time, you had the ability to return to your hometown Blue Star. Why did you choose to use the Mirror of Reincarnation to destroy the world and restart the era?

Ling Yun listened quietly without interrupting, and would give himself a drink from time to time.

There are still rumors...

Xiao Xinzi, I am no longer the person I used to be. I have my own difficulties. Now I just want to be a good daddy. Ling Yun finally interrupted his question.

Brother Yun, I...

Do you want to know about the battle of the gods? Or do you want to ask about the darkness of the medieval period?

Xin Zhao nodded repeatedly, indicating that he wanted to know.

The Middle Ages is the collective name for the end of the Light Era and the beginning of the Dark Era. It is the darkest history of the two eras.

You should understand that I'm still alive, so why bother asking? I don't care what the world thinks.

As for the Middle Ages... Ling Yun sighed and didn't want to say anything, just shook his head slightly.

Why didn't you stop everything when you didn't die? Xin Zhao asked a little unwillingly.

Why

Ling Yun sighed deeply again and did not answer him.

Ling Yun also had an even more amazing identity that he didn't say, it was unnecessary, it was all in the past tense.

I won't say anything else, I'm not here to tell you stories.

Seeing Ling Yun like this, Zhao Xin didn't need to ask any more questions. He really had too many questions in his mind, but he couldn't get an explanation.

The two of them were silent for a while, waiting for Wang Er to serve the food and wine.

Brother Yun, try these snacks, they are very good.

good

Are you worried? Why are you drinking?

Haha, I'm so bored. Ling Yun shook his head.

It’s true that there’s no place to drink in Blue Star. It’s so frustrating that I can’t let my daughter know that I’m drinking.

Today, I will get drunk with you before I stop.

Okay! Brother Yun can't cheat, just try to drink enough.

No problem, let's play dice and just rely on luck.

Then I will definitely win, haha

Why is Ah Qi's courtyard so noisy? Ah Qi seemed to be a different person in the past six months, with a much better temperament than before, but still not motivated in cultivation. Zhao Xin's father, Zhao Gang, passed by the courtyard and muttered.

Wang Er, why is it so noisy inside?

Deacon Zhao Gang, a friend of the Seventh Young Master is here and they are drinking together.

Oh? What kind of friends, those pig friends and dog friends again? Zhao Gang said in a tone of hatred that iron cannot become steel.

Probably not. This person is very unfamiliar. I have never seen him before.

Hey, I really make all kinds of friends. Zhao Gang just checked Ling Yun with his spiritual consciousness and found that he was just an ordinary person, and he was even more disappointed with this son.

The two had been drinking for a whole day, and Xin Zhao was really lucky and won a lot, but they were both drunk. Ling Yun simply lay down on the ground and fell asleep, while Xin Zhao lay on the stone table and fell asleep.

Before night

Hey, I didn't expect that there is a direct member of the Zhao family who is almost useless. It's okay to risk his life. A masked killer appeared on the wall of the courtyard.

Well, there is one on the ground. Which one is it? Let's take a look. This golden elixir stage, this ordinary person, is you. He took out a dagger and walked towards Xin Zhao from Ling Yun.

Oh, damn, you dare to trip me up, you ant is tired of living.

The golden killer turned around and glanced at Ling Yun, who was still sleeping soundly. It seemed that what he did just now was unintentional, but he was not going to let it go. He raised the dagger in his right hand and thrust it into Ling Yun's heart.

The killer was stunned. How is it possible? This dagger is a sixth-grade spiritual weapon. If I stab it again, it will be impossible. While he was talking to himself, he was sweating profusely.

Aren't they ordinary people? Why is the body as hard as a rock? No, my dagger cuts iron like clay. I tried again and tried more than ten times, but the result was still the same.

The killer thought for a while, took out a big knife from the storage ring, and slashed at Ling Yun with squinted eyes. He was afraid of blood splattering in his eyes.

Zi Zi

Zi Zi

Zi Zi

Haha, I didn’t touch anything hard, so I just said, this knife is good, haha, what is this sound? He opened his eyes with confusion, and the scene before him scared him to his knees.

Ling Yun's body was indeed split open by his knife, and a crack appeared on the ground, but not a drop of blood was shed, and thunder and lightning continued to grow in the broken body.