Sign-in to Become the Strongest Sect Master Chapter 51: Cultivation in 5000 years, simulation in 3000 years

"Why did Sung-lord Park look for this seat?"

As the #1 hot search in Changle City today, Yan Chu appeared with a yawn.

Behind him, the newly-acquired disciples Ye Lichang and Mo Yanli followed.

The two had already met Mu Qingqian last night, and when they saw Mu Qingqian at this time, they also bowed to the door.

Park Wannian smiled and said: "Head of Yan, you are here just right. In the morning, Zui Xianfang sent a letter to the city lord’s mansion, and said that head of Yan should open it personally."

"Drunk Xianfang's letter?"

Yan Chu's sleepworm disappeared immediately.

Is this drunk fairy Fang looking for trouble? Is it possible to come to the book?

He quickly took the envelope, opened it, and looked at it carefully.

After reading it, he suddenly became happy.

"Head, what is written in this letter?" Li Zeyang asked curiously.

Mo Yanli also stared closely at the letter paper in Yan Chu's hand.

Park Wannian took it and looked at it again, but couldn't help smiling, and said slowly:

"It is indeed the head of Yan!"

It turned out that after Yan Chu exploded into the immortal strength in Changle City last night, the owner of Zuixianfang felt Yan Chu's powerful strength with his own eyes.

He thought of using Mo Yanli to deceive Yan Chu again, and he was afraid of Yan Chu's revenge, so he drove a flower boat overnight last night and escaped from the Kingdom of Dongze.

Yes, I ran all night!

But the owner was afraid that Yan Chu would not give up, and even chased out Dongze's Kingdom of God for revenge, so he personally wrote a letter to apologize to Yan Chu.

Not only that, there was also a note from Tiandi Bank in the envelope. Zui Xianfang not only refunded the 4.5 million spiritual stones rewarded by Yan Chu to Mo Yanli, but also lost Yan Chu 5 million. Lingshi!

In this way, not only did Yan Chu not spend 10 million spiritual stones, but instead his savings became 15 million.

Count the two hundred thousand from Li Fugui...

Fifteen thousand twenty thousand spirit stones!

The number is so terrifying, even if the entire Chihong Gate is stripped, there will be less than 15.2 million spiritual stones!

In addition to the apology letter and the receipt, there is a third thing in the envelope.

It is the pill for Mo Yanli to detoxify!

As long as Yan Chu can find an alchemist with sufficient strength, he can refine the antidote, so that Mo Yanli has no worries!

"Very good! Very good!"

Yan Chu was very happy, and secretly said that the owner of Drunken Xianfang was sensible, so that he could push him again if he was looking for the Slaughter Gate of Xieyue Villa.

"The power of the head of Yan makes those demons frightened, and Park admires them!" Park Wannian took the opportunity to flatter.

"Song Lord Park is too acclaimed!"

Yan Chu laughed loudly and collected the bills and Danfang. As for the letter of apology, he formed a ball and threw it away.

Mo Yanli was extremely happy to see that he was hopeful of detoxification, and he went to the kitchen in person to show everyone down.

After a while, everyone sat happily in the dining room eating noodles, all praising Mo Yanli's cooking skills.

Just as Yan Chu was eating well, a small head suddenly appeared at the table.

"What the hell?"

Yan Chu straightened up and looked down, only to see a bare-assed little boy with a longevity head, holding a baby bottle, and widening his eyes to look at Yan Chu.

The little boy sucked the baby bottle and showed a big smile to Yan Chu:

"Put it here and eat noodles?"

Northeast accent? ?

In a different world, Yan Chu could hear the accent of the earth, and Yan Chu felt so touched.

Such a cute little boy, could anyone lose it?

He quickly asked: "Whose child is this?"

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and shook my head.

"What a cute kid!" Mo Yanli couldn't help reaching out and touching the boy's head.

Who knows that the little boy spit out fragrance: "Die sissy, am I getting in your way? Fuck!"

Mo Yanli was dumbfounded.

This little boy looks cute, how can he speak so rudely?

Li Zeyang smiled and said: "Junior Brother Mo, don't care about children, let's eat ours, don't pay attention to him."

Little boy: "Single dog, when is your turn to speak?"

Li Zeyang: "...Don't stop me, I will hack him to death!"

"Zeyang, you are also an adult anyway, how can you attack a child?" Yan Chu quickly stopped.

Little boy: "Another single dog."

Yan Chu: "Don't stop me, I will raise his milk powder!!"

Everyone hurriedly stopped Yan Chu: "Master, you are a fairy anyway, don't be familiar with children!"

"Hmph, I will give you a face and don't care about this kid!" Yan Chu snorted coldly, and said, "Who's kid, hurry up!"

Park Mannian also felt strange: "Why does this kid look so familiar, but there are no children in my house!"

"Small Sifang~~"

At this time, the familiar sense of earthquake came again.

I saw Park Wannian's wife, that is, the devil muscle man, rushing towards the crowd, hugging the little boy, rubbing her chin.

"Husband, madam, what do you call this child? Quartet...?" Park Wannian was shocked.

The devil muscle man replied: "Msang-gong, he is Quartet!"

"Why can my child walk, jump and talk overnight?!"

"The head of Yan has said that the Quartet has extraordinary talents, and there is nothing wrong with growing faster, right?"

"...This... seems to make sense!"

Park Mannian reluctantly accepted this reality.

He rekindled his enthusiasm for being a father, and stretched out his hands to Park Sifang: "Come on, Sifang, Daddy hug!"

Park Sifang glanced at Park Wannian from the corner of his eye: "Roll the calf."

Park Wannian: "...Head Yan, this is my son's milk powder."

Yan Chu directly took the powdered milk and lifted it up into the sky.

See you at Park Sifang~IndoMTL.com~ I couldn’t help crying and crying: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu are not human!

Yan Chu and others smiled triumphantly.

This is how it feels to educate children! That's cool!

Park Wannian said solemnly: "The head of Yan, although my son is still young, but in the past few days when the head of Yan is in Changle City, my son has allowed the head to educate, and if he hits or scolds, he will listen to the head's arrangements. , Park will never stop him!"

"This...isn't it great?" Yan Chu hesitated.

"Head of Yan, don't worry, I, Mr. Park, will keep your promise!"

"Well then!"

Yan Chu said: "It just happens that I recently planned to write a question outline called "Five Thousand Years of Immortality, 3000 Years of Simulation". Since the Quartet needs it, I will work overtime and give out the question bank early. Reading and writing homework every day, immersed in the joy of learning...hahahahahaha!"

After listening to Yan Chu's words, Pu Sifang cried more miserably.