Rebirth: Unparalled God Emperor

Hearing the old scoundrel's words, she did not expose him and slowly said, "I almost got fired up. I still have half of my seasoning left. I haven't eaten roasted meat for days!"

As he spoke, he sprinkled the seasoning. The more he sprinkled, the thicker the fragrance became. The old thug was getting more and more anxious. His saliva was almost flowing out. Just by smelling the fragrance, he really felt like he wasn't living this life for nothing.

The old rogue saw that the spice was still being scattered all over the wolf leg. The golden color of the leg was still dripping oil. This was because there was something in the sky and it was rare to see it on the ground!

Seeing that the old scoundrel's appetite had almost disappeared, he took down a wolf leg. Even if it was a roasted wolf leg, it weighed at least 20 jin, and he handed it over to him …

The old rogue took a bite of the wolf leg impatiently. He didn't care if it was taken from the fire rack just now. With the old rogue's cultivation, swallowing a piece of red-hot iron into his stomach was like playing a game.

After he ate a mouthful of the leg wolf meat, he stood rooted to the spot, looking like a man who had a golden appearance. His mouth was tender and smooth, as if he was savoring the taste of a group of beauties.

This kind of spicy taste had never been seen or heard before. It lingered in his mouth, as if he could see the elegance of his youth, making people's blood boil. If he took another sip of this time, he would truly be a living immortal.

He used the dagger that the old hoodlum gave him to slice four to five jin of the wolf leg meat. Then, he sat beside the hoodlum and slowly started to eat.

Needless to say, the seasonings made with profound medicine were a hundred times better than the ones made on Earth. After Li Er took a bite, he couldn't stop himself either!

It was as if the old and young were competing. After eating seven to eight jin, they burped. They could not hold on any longer. The old rogue had given them one leg to eat, and he had even eaten half of Little Li's leftovers.

He hurriedly called her a good disciple, so she shouldn't waste her time. Wasting her energy was shameful, so she had to roast that rank 1 Wolf Fang Beast. There was still more than half of it.

He rolled his eyes at the old hoodlum and said: "I'm only roasting my legs. I'm so tired that I have no strength left. I want to eat and take care of that wolf by myself.

Since I've already eaten my fill, if I don't roast, I'm going back to my room to sleep. After saying that, I pretended to stand up and leave. Grand Elder Yun became anxious and teleported to stop Li Er.

Your teacher is still half full. You can't bear to see your teacher not happy for a few years, yet you're still not full?

"..." The more he spoke, the more upset he became. He was on the verge of crying, and it gave him goosebumps.

He quickly waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, old rogue go and take care of that wolf and make a big grill for it.

With my small body, I can't stand up to several hundred pounds, and I can't even move a few hundred pounds of wolf meat. "" You split the wolf meat into thirty or forty pounds, and I'll roast it for you, okay?

He was truly unable to endure this fellow's blabbering. His acting was pitiable, yet his flesh was numb. Luckily, he didn't use any fire. The old rogue used his own fire, but in less than a quarter of an hour, it was all roasted into a golden color.

Nearly twenty portions of grilled wolf meat were brought to the grill where the grilled meat had just been. The fire below the grill had yet to be extinguished, so it was just the right time to sprinkle the seasonings.

With a flash, he disappeared. He said that he was going to take the wine made from profound medicine that he had buried underground for several hundred years. When he finished sprinkling all the roasted wolf meat, the old rogue had returned!

With a gulp, he guaranteed that he would be able to live another ten years. The old ancestor's medicine wine was all brewed from at least a fifth grade mystical medicine, and with a gulp, he could guarantee that he would be able to live for at least ten more years.

Just a moment ago, he was on the verge of death, but now, he felt a little hungry. Li Er sighed in his heart and thought, "It's really strange."

To the old rogue, the old and young chatted as they ate and drank. The two of them were also drunk, but they felt that their condition had never been better before!

Other than a dizzy spell, even the old rogue was unable to hold out in the end. The old rogue was only able to drink a few jars of wine and he was already drunk.

However, he was not drunk yet. Other than his dizzy state, there was a voice calling out to him in his mind!

Drinking all the wine would bring him great benefits, leaving him with only sixty to seventy pots of Mysterious Medicinal Wine.

He drank all the Mystical Medicine Wine that was placed on the ground and then fell unconscious.

The next day, Grand Elder Yun woke up from his stupor. Seeing that the hundred pots of Xuan Medicinal Wine were all empty, the old rogue's eyes turned red. Who was it?

It was that son of a b * tch who drank all the Mysterious Medicinal Wine that he had kept for more than two hundred years.

This voice spread over a radius of five kilometers, causing the juniors of the Little Medicine Academy to tremble in fear. Calming down, old rogue, you can't be right. The mountain is protected by a large formation.

He saw Little Li lying unconscious on the ground. Little Li went over to touch Little Li's ice-cold hand.

Grand Elder Yun felt a pang of discomfort. A mortal who had yet to cultivate had accompanied him to drink a dozen pots of Mysterious Medicinal Wine that was brewed with more than one grade five mystical medicine!

He had still been buried underground for two hundred years, allowing the effects of the Mysterious Medicinal Wine to take maximum effect. Other mortals would not even be able to drink a single jar if they were in the Mysterious King realm, and he himself would only be able to drink fifteen bottles!

Wasn't letting this little punk who had no cultivation accompany him for dozens of pots to drink was harming this punk? The old rogue felt his heart ache when he thought about how he would not be able to eat such delicious barbecue in the future.

In the eyes of Grand Elder Yun, Little Plum was already dead, and looking at how this little brat must have suffered an unimaginable pain before he died.

Right now, his face was pale and weak, as if he had died from spasms. Thinking about this, he felt extremely guilty, [Ah, after all, I was the one who harmed you!]

He took advantage of the communication jade from the Myriad Sword Sect and passed the message to the bamboo forest, asking him to bring Zhao Li here. He had heard this kid mention it before when he was drinking and eating, and if he had the chance to give some pointers to these two juniors, it could be considered as solving his wish.

When Zhao Li and the bamboo forest arrived at the entrance of the hall, both of them were filled with fear and trepidation. After all, they had just heard the old ancestor's anger when he walked into the hall's backyard!

The Old Ancestor stood at the side with Li Er lying on the ground. At this moment, both of them understood what was going on and they paid their respects to the Old Ancestor.

The old rogue also let the two of them get up and said: "You two juniors find a Feng Shui treasure land on top of the mountain and bury Little Li. Aiya, I let him down, I killed him!

As he spoke, he continued, "Last night, when we were drinking and eating, he mentioned the two of you. Let the Ancestor give me some pointers to the two of you!

I'll call you two here today. From now on, you two will follow me, and I'll accept you two as my honorary disciples.

When Senior Brother Zhu and Senior Sister Zhao saw Li Er lying on the ground with a pale face and a twisted face, they immediately knew that he was suffering from a terrible pain. Senior Sister Zhao Li immediately cried.

Senior Brother Zhu also had tears in his eyes. Although he and Li Er had only known each other for three months, he truly valued friendship and righteousness. He helped the two of them a lot, and before he died, he even spoke up for them.

After all, the two of them were still young. Looking at the two juniors, the old rogue could not help but blame himself in his heart. He lowered his head with an ugly expression.

The three of them didn't notice that Li Er's finger had moved a little. Gradually, a groan came out.

The three of them were immediately stupefied. Senior Brother Zhu and Senior Sister Zhao immediately stopped crying. Grand Elder Yun also hurriedly ran to the front and took up Little Li's cold hand to feel her pulse. The old rogue also cried out in fear. How was this possible?

How is that possible? Thinking that they were hallucinating, the two juniors went to check Li Er's pulse. Both Zhu Lin and Zhao Li yelled out in joy, "Patriarch Li is not dead yet. This time, the old rogue has even forgotten to drink his own Profound medicine."

He also laughed loudly: "I knew he was lucky." Wipe away the haze from before. " In the future, I'll be lucky.