Cultivating 100000 Years

She slapped the maid who delivered the food next to her and scolded angrily.

"Hurry up, don't dirty the eyes of this fairy, I will replace all the dishes today with the tortoise."

Regarding the things downstairs, the dialect of Xu Yang's pushing cup in the box is not clear.

I just felt that the food served was suddenly changed from the tender maid to the turtle father, which was a bit unaccustomed.

"Brother, I just made you laugh. The ghost knows what's going on in Drunken Dream Tower today, and can't do business yet."

Speaking of these in dialects, the look is even more exciting than buying a good magic weapon.

"I'm telling you that in the past, when I came here, the people who served me were all beautiful maids who were twenty-eight years old, all of them soft and soft.

This Drunken Dream Tower is also good at doing business, so it's good to know me.

So every time I come to drink in Zuimenglou, beautiful maidservants come to serve me dishes. I never thought it was these turtle fathers today. "

The dialect is not clear about what happened below, but Xu Yang is quite clear about these, and his powerful spirit allows him to control the movements of everyone in the Zui Meng Lou.

Xu Yang would like to criticize Ling Qingshu's actions.

My ancestor came out to have a drink with others, as for what he did so absolutely?

Not to allow the girl to accompany her, even the beautiful maid serving the food was replaced by the tortoise.

Drinking like this is still called drinking?

If you come to the brothel to drink flower wine, if it's really just for two glasses of wine, it's really better to find a tavern on the streets and alleys.

When Ling Qingshu did this, he really didn't worry about his ancestor, it is possible that he could still lose his life in this Drunken Dream Tower.

Xu Yang didn't know what to say to him, the head of the disciple who didn't know how many generations.

But unlike the irritability of the dialect, Xu Yang put the Yun Beast cub on the wine table.

After pouring a glass of wine for this little thing, he listened to the dialect to brag about his glorious deeds.

For example, at the age of six, I watched the clan sister take a bath, at the age of 8 went to the brothel, and at the age of 10 he slept with a close-knit maid.

What else is in the treasure book of the brothel, what kind of girl is the best.

Speaking of these, this young master is extremely proficient.

If Ling Qingshu knew, this young man said this when drinking with his ancestors.

Ling Qingshu doesn't care if he is a young master of a big family, or is he the number one dad.

She would only drew out her sword, smashed the dialect with one sword, and then chopped it into hundreds or thousands of segments to feed the dog.

With the rise of dialect speaking, I no longer have to worry about why it is Gui Gong who serves the dishes.

Xu Yang and the Yun Beast cub each had a glass of wine, Xu Yang sipped it, and the Yun Beast cub stretched out his pink tongue to lick.

For Xu Yang, who has lived for 100,000 years, this kind of wine is not even influential.

In 100,000 years, Xu Yang did not know how many Xianjia wines he had drunk, and it was not even clear how many people invited Xu Yang to drink.

But this time, Xu Yang was very careful.

Ten thousand years have passed since the last time I drank.

Before the retreat, Sect Master Tianlan of that generation once asked Xu Yang to drink a cup of immortal brew.

And I also wish Xu Yang an early sunrise and a great rise.

I never thought that it would be 10,000 years after I left the customs.

His own cultivation level is still in the Qi Refining Realm, and the Sect Master of that generation does not know whether it is flying or sitting.

In ten thousand years, the vicissitudes of life have changed. Not only those people Xu Yang once knew are gone, but also many changes have taken place between the world and the earth.

Listening to the words in the dialect in his ear, Xu Yang seemed to have returned to the days of ten thousand years ago. At that time, he also had such a group of friends who could drink together.

"This wine tastes average. I will steal my father's collection if I have a chance. Let's try it."

Xu Yang glanced at the serious dialect, the two looked at each other, and then both laughed.

The cloud beast cub seemed to feel the atmosphere between the two people and kicked away the wine glass placed in front of it.

Then the cloud beast cub huffed the cloud and mist in the dialect's surprised gaze.

"Brother, what is your little monster beast? It looks very funny."

Looking at the mysterious appearance of Yun Beast, the dialect turned out to be a playful comment.

If you let him know that the Yun Beast, which he said is fun, will have the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm in adulthood, I am afraid that the dialect can stand on the ground directly.

Xu Yang didn't intend to speak out about Yun Beast's miracle, but just spoke in the dialect.

"I just picked it up from the side of the road, I don't know what monster beast it is."

Although Yun Beast was still a cub, it was already psychic. When Xu Yang said that, it directly stretched out its small paws to leave a mark on Xu Yang's body.

Xu Yang noticed Yun Beast's movements earlier, smiled slightly, and flicked his fingers, Yun Beast's body flew out of the table.

"Huh, how did it fly?"

The dialect had already drunk a lot at this time, and I didn't care about the next scene at all.

Yun Beast's body drew an arc in mid-air, and it was about to fall to the ground.

Yun Beast suddenly turned his head and sprayed out a cloud of mist. Yun Beast took advantage of this cloud and mist and jumped in front of Xu Yang again.

The Yun Beast, who had already received a lesson, naturally did not dare to stretch out his claws anymore, and his small body was rubbing against the back of Xu Yang's hand.

The human expression in his eyes seemed to express his grievances.

Xu Yang didn't care about Yun Beast's performance, but gave it another glass of wine.

The dialect didn't care about how Yun Beast came back. After throwing a chicken leg in front of Yun Beast, he boasted with Xu Yang again.

When Xu Yang and dialect finished drinking, the sky was already dark, and there were not many guests in the entire Zui Meng Lou at this time.

"Brother, just look at it and let me just say it. Drunk Menglou's business will end sooner or later."

The drunken dialect was supported by Xu Yang, and after seeing the current scene of Zuimenglou, he shouted out loudly.

The old bustard waiting next to him was almost crying, and the business of Zuimenglou today is worse than before.

It's not because of the kid who came with you, the fairy is here, I don't know how many guests were scared away.

The old bustard is suffering now, but he can't speak out.

The foundation-building elders who were well-supported by his own drunk dream tower could not even stop the breath of golden core from Ling Qingshu.

From this, you can think of the strength of Ling Qingshu. The fairy said that he can't let the maid serve the food, so all the people who served the food in the Drunken Dream Tower today are replaced by the turtle.

The fairy also said that girls should not be allowed to go upstairs, so the old bustard obediently sent all the girls back to his room.

"Old bustard, why don't you have a girl in Drunken Dream Tower today? Master, I still want to fight a battle?"

He spoke vaguely in the dialect, if it weren't for Xu Yang's support, he would definitely be lying on the ground now.

When Ling Qingshu heard this, he glared at the dialect fiercely, wishing to kill this guy.

Xu Yang didn't have much thoughts. After handing the drunken dialect to the Fang family's guard, he took Ling Qingshu out of the Drunk Dream Tower.

The two disappeared on the street in the night and left Qizhou City.

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