Chapter 17: The jealous Ling Qingshu

She slapped the maid who delivered the food next to her and scolded.
"Hurry up, don't dirty the fairy's eyes, I will replace all the dishes today with the tortoise."
Regarding the things downstairs, the dialect of Xu Yang pushing the 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 dialect, the look is even more exciting than buying a good magic weapon.
"I'm telling you that the people who came here in the past served me the 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. I never thought it was these turtle fathers today. "
The dialect is not clear about what happened below, but Xu Yang is 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 people, 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 turtle.
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 better to find a tavern on the streets.
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 his disciple who didn't know how many generations.
But unlike the irritability of 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 her close-fitting maid.
What else is in 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 ancestor.
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, and after a sword struck the dialect, she 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 the turtle who serves the food.
Xu Yang and the Yun Beast cub each had a glass of wine. Xu Yang sipped it, while the Yun Beast cub stretched out his pink tongue to lick.
For Xu Yang, who has lived for a hundred thousand years, this kind of wine is not even influential.
In 100,000 years, Xu Yang didn't know how many Xianjia wines he had drunk, let alone 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 is still in the Qi Refining Realm, and the Sect Master of that generation doesn't 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 have disappeared, but also many changes have taken place between heaven and 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, when he also had such a group of friends who could drink together.
"This wine tastes just so good. If I have the opportunity, I will steal my father's collection. Let's try it."
Xu Yang glanced at a 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 the glass in front of it.
Then the cloud beast cub huffed the cloud and mist in the dialect's surprised eyes.
"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 followed the dialect.
"I 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 paw to leave a mark on Xu Yang.
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 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 humanized 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 bragged 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. When Zui Meng Lou does this business, it will be over sooner or later."
The drunk dialect was supported by Xu Yang, and after seeing the current scene of Zuimenglou, he shouted out loud.
The old bustard waiting next to him almost cried, and the business of Zuimenglou today is worse than before.
It's not because of the kid who followed you, the fairy is here, I don't know how many guests were scared away.
The old bustard was suffering now, but he couldn't tell.
The foundation-building elders who were well-supported by his own drunken dream tower could not even stop the golden core aura that Ling Qingshu exuded.
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 the girls should not be allowed to go upstairs, the old bustard obediently pushed all the girls back to their rooms.
"Old Bustard, why don't you have a girl in Drunken Dream Tower today? Master, I still want to fight a battle?"
He spoke in a vague 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 stared at the dialect viciously, wishing to kill this guy.
Xu Yang didn't have much thoughts. After giving 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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