Teach your wife to live for a thousand years

Chapter 841 Daddy, Can You Return The Wine My Grandpa Gave Me

The boy's random sword slashed through the surrounding formations, and the terrifying sword force quickly covered dozens of people without exception. Some of their bodies were blown apart in the air, and some died on the spot. , annihilated everything.

There was silence all around.

Dongfang Feng couldn't help trembling, watching the figure put away the sword with lingering fear, turned and left with the wine in his hand.

at the same time.

Ye Yuye got up and put away the wine jar, calmly looked at the empty space where not a single blade of grass grew, and calmly closed his eyes, saying: "It's almost over, we should go."

The baby ginseng glanced at Dongfangfeng, and quickly got into the stone's arms, and the three exposed whiskers trembled, and retracted.

The east wind did not move.

He was still silent in that sword cut by Di Cang.

Ye Yuye looked at it and didn't say much.

The cliff on the opposite side disappeared.

Everything around collapsed.

The three of them appeared in a dark space at this moment.

Also known as.

This is where they first entered the black hole.

Everyone's chances are different.

When the dream returned to the mirror, it returned to the original place.

"Crack Yaya."

The doll ginseng jumped out and poked the transparent ground curiously. It was soft. With another poke, its hand disappeared from view. With a movement, the hand could be seen again. Repeatedly, it was fun.

Seeing Dongfang Feng sitting cross-legged, Shi Shi entered a state of comprehension. He didn't bother him, ran over and stopped beside Ye Yuye, and asked, "Master, did he realize something?"

Ye Yuye shook his head: "It's hard."

Stone asked suspiciously, "Do you want to see his creation?"

"kindness."

Ye Yuye rubbed Shitou's head.

Outside the Nine Palaces Secret Realm, in another star field.

I heard that the young master of the Thunder Tiger God Clan lay down for more than half a year, but he still didn't wake up. The strange thing is that he didn't have any injuries on his body, but he was unconscious, and his breathing was weak, and he half-stepped into the underworld.

In the majestic mansion, in the room, the young man who had been asleep for half a year opened his eyes weakly,

The first thing I saw was my father's tall back, rustling and occasionally making a lot of noise, he opened his mouth hoarsely: "Father..."

The broad back shook violently. Sheng Zhou who was on the bed saw his father shrugged his shoulders a few times, and his nose couldn't help but feel sour. As expected, his father was the one who cared about him the most, and secretly wiped his tears in order not to let him find out.

Before Sheng Zhou was about to cry, his father's figure turned to the side, and he saw a coffin, which was still in a very simple shape, and it probably wouldn't cost many low-grade spirit stones.

"..."

Is this to bury him?

Should he be glad he woke up?

King Thunder Tiger stood next to the bed in high spirits, narrowed his eyes and looked Sheng Zhou inside and out when he woke up, lifted the quilt and sat on a corner of the bed, sighed: "

Son, you are awake, but it is a pity that your father has worked so hard to build this coffin for you. I am afraid that you will not be able to enjoy it. However, if you are half an hour late, I will have to carry you into it. Buried in a coffin. "

"..."

what do you mean?
Sheng Zhou opened his mouth, and because he hadn't spoken for a long time, it was difficult to pronounce the words, his eyes were red: "Father, are you... still my dear father?"

Is there such a dear father!
Shouldn't the first sentence be to express condolences to my son for his discomfort and injury?

Thunder Tiger God King sneered: "Stinky boy, don't be born in the midst of blessings and don't know your blessings. Look at your own cultivation, I want to slap you to death, you prodigal bastard!"

Sheng Zhou, whose thoughts were a little messy, blinked a few times, feeling a little dazed.

Cultivation?

What happened to his cultivation realm?
He probed his cultivation base with anxiety.

In an instant.

His still-immobile body trembled.

Sheng Zhou opened his eyes in disbelief. For a moment, he lost his mind again, wondering if all this was true.

"Boy, after sleeping for more than half a year, you crossed a big realm and entered the heaven-level realm. Do you know why? You drank a whole glass of red spirits!

You prodigal son!One drop is enough for ordinary people, but you can drink a whole glass!If it wasn't for your father to save you, you would have died half a year ago!Explode and die!Not even scum left! "

Thunder Tiger Divine King scolded his head and face.

Sheng Zhou has not recovered yet.

God King Thunder Tiger looked at this prodigal son of his own family, and the anger that had calmed down surged up again. As long as he thought of this guy drinking so much rice wine, he would be so angry that he would take off his pants and beat him viciously. a meal.

"Red spirits?"

Sheng Zhou was a little confused.

What happened before he passed out?
Oh yes, he drank the wine that Brother Ye gave him.

Red spirits?
This wine should be what the old man was talking about.

No, wait, red spirits?
Why does he sound so familiar?

The Thunder Tiger God King thumped from the bed and sat on the ground. Sheng Zhou was startled by his sudden move, and he heard his father muttering: "

Red spirits, the unique wine in this world, belongs to the grandfather!In ancient times, many people turned against each other because of this red liquor,
No amount of spirit stones can be exchanged for wine, one drop is enough to break through the great realm and change the innate physique, you, a prodigal son, drank just one cup!A whole cup! "

Red spirits?
Hearing his father's voice, a lot of memories about red spirits flashed in Sheng Zhou's mind, and his whole body shook violently. Did he drink red spirits that had been lost for tens of thousands of years?Di Cang's wine?That red spirit that is more effective than any elixir?
Sheng Zhou took a deep breath, turned his head to look at the Thunder Tiger God King who was sitting on the ground, and said with resignation, "Father, what exactly are you trying to say?"

The moment the voice fell, the Thunder Tiger God King stood up, stared fieryly at the uncomfortable young man on the bed, and asked expectantly, "Son, do you still have red spirits?"

"..." Sheng Zhou glanced away, "No, Brother Ye just gave me an altar."

"What Brother Ye!"

The fire in Thunder Tiger King's eyes turned into anger, and he said fiercely, "You have to call him grandfather! Grandfather! How many times have you said it before you can remember it!"

"Yes, yes, he is the grandfather," Sheng Zhou gritted his teeth and looked at his father again, smiling authentically, "Then father, can you return the red liquor that my grandfather gave me? I remember I still have some leftovers." Next..."

The Thunder Tiger God King didn't care if his son was still weak just after waking up, he slapped him, and shouted: "You prodigal bastard, I haven't seen you honor my father since I grew up, this wine is confiscated! Don't drink it!"

Sheng Zhou was wilted.

He bit the words "gifted by the grandfather" very hard, hoping that his father would recognize the truth and return the wine to him!

Thunder Tiger God King coughed, regained his usual poise, and looked at Sheng Zhou seriously: "

I have also said what should be said. Although you have broken through the realm of heaven, you are still unstable. Tomorrow, you can go out to practice. "

　Sheng Zhou, who had been in a coma for half a year, finally woke up

　　
　
(End of this chapter)