Supreme Daddy

Hearing this, Shopkeeper Gan's face turned dark, and his beard was so angry that he stood up.

“How do I know what the thief’s last name is!!”

Monk Shura twitched the corner of his mouth and was stunned. This must be too difficult!

How stupid!

Grandpa, if you lose, we will accept the medicinal materials. No need to be so polite. Beibei smiled and picked up a large bag of medicinal materials, feeling happy!

Got cheated!

Shopkeeper Gan's face was filled with chills. If he wasn't given a reasonable explanation, how could he give up the package of medicinal materials?

What's his last name? How could I know!

Then what's your last name? The little guy rolled his eyes again and again!

My husband's surname is Gan!

That thief's surname is Gan.

Why! Shopkeeper Gan was still confused. What does his last name have to do with the thief!

Suppose you were a thief!

Hearing this, Shopkeeper Gan's mouth twitched fiercely. He was so bullying. Is this so fucking simple? He seriously doubted whether his brain had been squeezed through the door.

Monk Shura patted his bald head, then bowed to Shopkeeper Gan, said Amitabha and then followed the little guys and left, leaving Shopkeeper Gan messy in the wind.

Ah ha, let him be so bad. The little guy walked out of the door and immediately threw away the smelly medicinal ingredients with a look of disgust on his face.

Handsome Shu will definitely be happy. Beibei also looked extremely excited.

Huh!

There are many people in front of you. What are they doing? The two little ones noticed it immediately, and no matter how much Monk Shura tried to persuade them, they just wanted to join in the fun.

When Lingyun's consciousness in Foyuan Pavilion swept across the city, he noticed a strong wind attribute power and a strong medicinal fragrance.

Forehead?

After realizing this, Ling Yun glanced towards the outside and went out to investigate immediately.

At this moment, a group of people surrounded a street in the imperial city, and in the middle of them was a little boy.

The little boy looked about eleven or twelve years old. There was a piece of cloth spread in front of him.

There is a green medicinal plant placed on it, exuding a strong medicinal fragrance and the power of wind. It is obviously an elixir, and it is also a rare imperial medicinal plant in the world.

Ninth-grade elixirs are already extremely rare, and imperial elixirs are even rarer in thousands of years.

Now that a royal medicine appeared here, it naturally attracted the attention of a group of people.

These people looked at a royal medicine plant appearing in front of them, with hot and excited expressions in their eyes.

Boy, is this your medicine?

At this time, a middle-aged man looked at the little boy and said.

Yes, I picked this from the mountain behind my house. I want to practice. If any of you can give me a spiritual stone, I will give him this medicinal plant!

The eleven or twelve-year-old boy picked up the imperial medicine and made a childish sound. He was dirty, and he must have come to the imperial city from not far away.

It seemed that the little boy didn't understand the value of the imperial medicine, so he took it out in exchange for the spiritual stone.

Hearing the little boy's words, everyone present sighed at the boy's incredible good luck. He unexpectedly picked up a plant of royal medicine. This luck was so good.

But precisely because the owner of this royal medicine was a little boy who didn't understand anything, this group of people became excited.

Because this means that they can take the imperial medicine at will. After all, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy cannot resist them at all.

Ling Yun frowned. He didn't want to give the imperial elixir of the power of wind to anyone else. It would be perfect to make a tonic for the little one. He was worried about what soup to make tonight!

This elixir is good for making a medicinal meal, it is delicious and nutritious!

Daddy...

Just as Ling Yun was touching his chin, the corner of his clothes was pulled.

Sissi, stay well.

It turned out that the little guy and Beibei came to watch the fun. They had discovered Ling Yun a long time ago. Monk Shura felt relieved after seeing Ling Yun.

Of course, the little boy didn't know all this. He still looked at the adults with an innocent face and said, Which of you has a spiritual stone? I can trade this medicinal plant with you!

Little guy, these are ten low-grade spiritual stones. Take them. How about giving me this holy medicine?

The middle-aged man who just spoke took out ten low-grade spiritual stones and looked at the little boy and said.

Seeing this, everyone else present cursed this man for being so shameless. He wanted to buy an imperial elixir and a low-grade spiritual stone. He was wishful thinking and shameless.

Ling Yun sneered, a rare and priceless imperial medicine that even the domain lord and the powerful God wanted to get.

This shameless person actually wanted to exchange ten low-grade spiritual stones for it. It was really shameless.

You guy, you want to exchange ten low-grade spiritual stones for this imperial medicine. You are so shameless. I'll give you thirty low-grade spiritual stones. How about you give me this medicinal plant?

At this time, another man spoke, but his words only made people laugh at the same time.

Of course, if there weren't too many people here, I'm afraid they wouldn't have taken out a spiritual stone at all, but would have snatched it directly. After all, a little boy was like an ant in their eyes.

Then others spoke up one after another, willing to exchange spiritual stones for the little boy.

However, they only offered dozens of low-grade spiritual stones, and the most were only one or two hundred low-grade spiritual stones. They had no intention of actually exchanging this royal medicine with the little boy.

The little guy looked at all this, his eyes and eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he said in a sweet voice: Daddy, two hundred yuan is not a lot.

Many ghosts!

That was a low-grade spiritual stone, not even a middle-grade one! !

Ling Yun said: Qian Qian, the lower class will always be the lower class!

Beibei said angrily: They are so bad that they are not willing to give out even a top-quality spiritual stone. If they do this again, I will raise the price, Old Bei.

Ling Yun: ...

Faced with so many spiritual stones stretched out in front of him, the little boy didn't know what to choose at this moment.

Everyone, get out of the way, get out of the way!

At this moment, a series of cold drinks suddenly sounded.

Then the group of people surrounding them were forcibly pushed away, leaving a way out.

For a moment, the onlookers were dissatisfied and wanted to see who was making such a grand display.

But when they saw the person coming, they all fell silent, and each one of them moved out of the way and separated a path.

Even Ling Yun was no exception. He took the little guy and Beibei and moved a step to the left.

A group of first-level Immortal Emperor guards walked over, surrounded by a young man wearing gorgeous robes.

This young man looked rebellious and a playboy.

He is the son of Gao Qiu, the lord of this imperial city. Because of his identity, others dare not say anything.