Slaying Gods, the agent of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, starting with the Undying Scripture

After exchanging glances, the group of people simultaneously smiled.

Just then, Ye Fan, a cigarette dangling from his lips, slowly walked out of the inner room. He crossed the hotel corridor, went straight to the center of the lobby, stopped, and gently clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"Friends, I'm so sorry!" Ye Fan said apologetically, "Our chef suddenly had an upset stomach today and is really unable to cook for you."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Ping couldn't help but curse, "Ye Fan, your mother..."

However, Zhou Ping was interrupted by the customers who were eating. They all looked up and stared at Ye Fan, their faces showing displeasure.

Among them, Bu Li and Wu Laogou, sitting in the corner, were the most furious. They were dressed in black cloaks and looked somewhat mysterious. Bu Li glared fiercely at Ye Fan, cursing inwardly, "I've been queuing for half a month, and finally got a number. How can they just say there's no food for me?"

Old Wu was also furious. He slammed his hand on the table and roared, "How do you do business like this?"

At the same time, Huo Qubing at the next table could no longer contain his anger. He slammed his hand on the table, making the bowls and chopsticks jump. "Are you all not even doing business anymore?"

“Exactly!” Wang Qing echoed, pouting and looking quite displeased.

Tang Yusheng frowned, feeling utterly helpless about this unexpected situation. Nie Jinshan, on the other hand, was so angry he almost overturned the table.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Zuo Qing hurriedly picked up the order in her hand, walked quickly to the customers, showed it to them, and tried to explain the situation.

At this moment, Wen Qimo and Leng Xuan, who was holding their son, also looked up at Si Xiaonan.

Si Xiaonan looked embarrassed and didn't know how to respond.

Beside Wen Qimo, the creature that resembled a dog but wasn't seemed completely unaffected, continuing to eat with relish.

That's right, it's a dog... Little Black Mantis, and Erlang Shen Yang Jian, who's practically licking his face, as if afraid Little Black Mantis will run away.

At the opposite table are Sun Wukong and his master and fellow disciples, and Nezha at the Three Altars Sea Gathering...

Zhao Kongcheng, who was unloading goods at the door, was also stunned.

........

Shangjing City.

Outside a villa, a boy was playing with his toys when suddenly a man ran out, pulling up his pants.

Following closely behind was Jinian, her hair disheveled, her shoulders exposed, and her face rosy.

"Dad, Mom, did you two fight again?" the boy asked in a childish voice, frowning.

"Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about? Your dad is helping your mom unclog the drain, honestly."

Jinian looked over and gave the man's arm a hard squeeze.

"Zhao Wentian, don't say things like that to a child."

"Okay, okay, I won't tell you!"

Zhao Wentian picked up his son and said gently, "Zhao Sanbao, Dad has to go out for a while. You and your mother stay home and take good care of yourselves."

The boy nodded seriously.

"Is it about to begin?" Ji Nian asked.

"What, are you afraid to see your dad?"

"I... I'm not afraid of anything!" Ji Nian tossed her silver hair back. "I'm a god, aren't I?"

"Come on you."

Zhao Wentian pulled hard on the flag belt around his waist and leaned against the wall. "I'm going to check on Lao Si now. You can go to Cangnan later."

Watching Zhao Wentian, supporting his aching back, gradually disappear from sight, Ji Nian pouted, "Look at you, you didn't want to come, but you insisted on coming."

.......

A villa in Huaihai City.

Xia Simeng was holding her son, about to ask the maid to make some soup, when suddenly the door was kicked open.

"No, what brings you here!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Wentian grabbed the child, handed her over, and then pinned Xia Simeng to the bed, thrusting into her for a while.

After one hour.

Xia Simeng chuckled, "You came from Beijing, didn't you? Look at how impatient you are."

Xia Simeng patted Zhao Wentian on the shoulder, "Let me tell you, I want to go to work. It's so boring. I'm either being slept with by you or on my way to being slept with you. I have orgasms every day. This can't go on."

Zhao Wentian breathed a sigh of relief, "We're about to ascend to a higher dimension, so let's see if we can create a few more miniatures. Even Nyx isn't as fussy as you."

“No…” Xia Simeng pouted, “How can I compare to her? She…”

"Little sister, what are you saying?"

As darkness quietly descended, he pointed to Xia Simeng's head and said, "Let's go. Hongying is waiting for us at Jinnan Mountain. Now that everyone's here, we should set off."

..........

Jinnan District.

The tall man with the red tassel emblem stood on a crooked tree, looking down at his son. "Son, look closely, this is where your father and I love to come here the most, here, there, and over there..."

"Mom, why are you showing me all this? I'm hungry!"

"Hey kid, why did you have to inherit your dad's eating habits? None of the other kids are like that."

Hongying bent down, rested her chin on her hands, and blinked her big eyes as she looked at her son.

At this moment, to Hongying's surprise, Zhao Erbao chuckled and said, "Mom, I think I like all of Uncle Qiye's daughters, Lin San, Lin Si, and... well, I like them all. Why don't we make them my wives?"

Hongying gasped and quickly covered her son's mouth.

He thought to himself, "Oh no... They're practically identical in their lecherous ways."

At this moment, Lin Qiye arrived with Jialan and several daughters.

Zhao Erbao's eyes widened, and he swallowed hard. "Sisters, little sisters, you're here?"

Then I squeezed into the crowd.

Hongying chuckled, "Erbao, come back quickly."

Lin Qiye waved his hand, "Sister Hongying, it's alright, what bad intentions could a child have?"

Hongying scratched her head awkwardly, "Uh, no, I'm not in a bad mood, it's nothing..."

......

The entire Jinan District gradually became lively, with countless divine lights flying in from afar. It is worth mentioning that almost everyone now possesses god-level combat power.

This is actually thanks to Lin Qiye.

As those familiar faces appeared one by one, Lin Qiye, as the chairman of the group and the commander-in-chief of the Night Watch, greeted them one by one.

“Captain... Shaopingge... Vice Captain... Commander Ye... Commander Zuo... Master Chen... is imprisoned... Lord Marquis..."

......

Wudang Mountain.

Gongyang Wan watched the man's retreating figure. "Leaving today?"

"correct."

Zhao Wentian smiled and said, "You've worked hard all these years."

Gongyang Wan shook her head. The thousand-year wait had finally paid off. She called softly to those behind her, "Azhuo, let's go."

Deep within the secret realm, Gongyang Zhuo emerged carrying a child, gently stroking the child's cheek. "Little nephew, don't cry. When you grow up a bit, Uncle will buy you candy, hehehe..."

Accompanying him were many others: Zhang Han, Guiguzi, and representative figures from various dynasties. Emerging from among them were all elderly people nearing the end of their lives...