Fantasy: It turns out I'm a supreme martial god

"Master Yi, your food is really delicious." The ancestor of Castle Peak looked ruddy. Unexpectedly, he could not only go to the kitchen with Yi Feng, but also sit together and eat Yi Feng's food.

At this moment, don't mention how satisfied he is.

If you can be so close to an elder of this level, it will be enough for his grandson to boast all his life.

"Here's to you."

The ancestor of Qingshan stood up, then respectfully poured wine for Yi Feng, and then drank it first.

"Master, Xueer was wrong before. Xueer thanks you very much for your generosity. Here's to you, Xueer." Lolan snow is not willing to fall behind. She also respectfully picks up her glass and toasts to Yi Feng.

"Ha ha, you're welcome."

Yi Feng accepted their toast. After all, there was some misunderstanding between them.

"The old man's realm..."

Ao Qing looked at the ancestor of the green mountain. The day mark on his forehead flickered slightly. Then he murmured, "although the old man hid well, he couldn't escape my eyes of the demon wolf. Unexpectedly, it was the realm of King Wu."

"The realm of King Wu is comparable to the demon king of my demon family!"

Ao Qing said with shock.

The demon king is also a local Lord in the demon tribe. Even in the tribe that eats the sky demon wolf, he is also an elder and has great combat power.

"And that sister, although she only corresponds to the realm of our demon master, her talent is also very good. Over time, she can grow to a high-level existence!"

Ao Qing was surprised when the sun shaped mark on his forehead was biased towards luolanxue.

"Why would a great martial arts master with good talent and a king of martial arts comparable to the elders of the demon family be so respectful to this mortal and a master?"

"Is there something wrong with their heads?"

Ao Qing's claws were full of puzzlement. When he was hesitating how to kill the mortal, he seemed to think of something and suddenly turned his eyes on Yi Feng.

"Wordy!"

He stared and took a breath.

Is this mortal?

This mortal

It seems that in order to confirm what Ao Qing said, Yi Feng, who sat in the hall to entertain the ancestors of Qingshan and luolanxue, saw the two toast and just politely said, "you don't have to be so polite, but you don't have anything to entertain when you come to my humble house."

"Ga!"

Ao Qing listened to this and his body was full of energy.

A blast of thunder sounded in my mind.

Now he doesn't understand what this mortal is, but the owner of the house.

The spiritual weapons scattered on the ground in the back hall and the 18 terrible pictures in the front hall were all written by him.

Otherwise, why would a master who compared with his demon clan elders and a beautiful woman with outstanding talent be so respectful to him?

No wonder, no wonder.

No wonder when I hit this mortal with demon force, it was impossible to be blocked by mortals, but he could crack it lightly. It turned out that he was a supernatural big man who did not expose mountains and water.

"It must be so."

"I've heard from my father before that many human masters have mental problems. They obviously have all-round cultivation, but they have to pretend to be waste materials and play in the world, and then pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. This person must be like this."

Ao Qing believes in his ideas.

As soon as he thought about it, Ao Qing was worried.

I'm afraid it's hard to get these pens in his house, even if his father ate the demon emperor. This is enough to prove that this master pretending to be a mortal is at least the same level as his father's emperor of heaven eating demon.

A big man of this level is the existence that makes him look up to.

It's funny that he thought of revenge before. It's just an egg hitting a stone!

"But why did this master catch me?"

Ao Qing is in a mess.

He had no grievances, no enmity, and no involvement. He caught himself for no reason.

After catching him, one didn't hurt him and the other didn't kill him.

But this is often the case. What people can't guess is the most frightening. What's more, can he guess the minds of people at this level?

After two more drinks, Yi Feng felt that the old man could be worth making friends. He invited him and said, "this time you are in a hurry. If you are free, you can continue to sit in the cold house next time. When you come next time, I cut the dog and make a dog hotpot for you."

"Master Yi, you're welcome, you're welcome."

Seeing Yi Feng even invited him to come next time, the ancestor of green mountain was very excited, but he became nervous and nervous at the thought of eating the sky eating demon wolf.

But he thought about it. Since the elder had invited him again and again, he had nothing to worry about.

If the sky eating demon wolf family really wants to investigate, I'm afraid they have to weigh who he sat with to eat this meat.

After all, he is also the person who went down to the kitchen and had lunch with his predecessors!

Think of this.

The ancestor of Castle Peak also became confident and said with his hands arched: "it's my honor for Master Yi to invite me. In that case, I'll bring good wine and bother master again when I'm free next time."

"It's easy to say."

Yi Feng smiled faintly and picked up the food with chopsticks.

"Wordy, wordy..."

The conversation between the two was completely heard by AO Qing at the door.

Feeling, the master of feeling catches me to turn me into a hot pot?

Ah, NIMA!

As soon as he thought of this, Ao Qing was frustrated. He bent and curled up on the ground and trembled.

"Oh, my God!"

"What should I do?"

He is in this situation now, but he can't fight and can't run away!

"No, I can't die."

"I have always been looked down upon by my father. I came out this time to prove myself. I can't help but prove myself. I was turned into a dog hotpot!"

Thinking of this, Ao Qing's eyes glittered again.

He has made up his mind to pay attention. Wait a minute, beg for mercy from the expert and behave well in front of him. Maybe he can kill himself and give him back his freedom.