Peerless Emperor Summoning System

Dripping Blood Sword took the jug and sauced beef and examined it carefully.

Afraid of being poisoned?

If I poisoned you, you wouldn't be able to check it out.

But it's not necessary to deal with you!

Ye Motian said disdainfully: You are also a majestic Martial Artist after all, so your poison resistance should be quite high, right?

Dripping Blood Sword sneered and said: These days, gentlemen are easy to provoke, and villains are hard to guard against. I'd better be careful.

After checking it, it was confirmed that there is nothing wrong with it.

The Blood-Dripping Sword started to eat.

The moment the wine entered the mouth, Dripping Blood Sword's expression changed drastically.

You guys are so despicable!

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help being a little surprised.

Is the wine really poisonous?

How can I be mean?

Ye Motian asked curiously.

You know that I'm here to kill you, but you still make such delicious wine.

This is not meanness, you must be trying to bribe me with wine.

To be honest, I'm really moved!

At this time, the blood-dropping sword had two little people dueling in its head.

One party strongly demanded that the Blood-Dripping Sword should not be fooled by delicious food, and the task must be completed;

The other party strongly demanded to enjoy the delicious food. If he really killed Ye Motian, he would not be able to eat such good food in the future.

You should consider whether this head is still there after you do it yourself.

Don't think about those useless things.

Ye Motian looked at the blood-dropping sword with disdain.

Two more guests walked in the door.

One turned out to be Prince Shi Wudao, and the other was Pang Yun.

How did these two get together?

Ye Motian was a little confused.

It stands to reason that Pang Yun is an ignorant person.

It doesn't matter, other people messing around, it seems to have nothing to do with me, doesn't it?

Ye Motian, prepare an upgraded version of Erguotou!

Shi Wudao shouted as soon as he entered the door.

I want an upgraded version of the burning knife!

Pang Yun also said.

Don't you two want to order side dishes?

Ye Motian asked with a smile.

We're taking the wine home.

Pang Yun said.

take away?

Ye Motian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, No, special items are not allowed to be taken away.

It's really not that Ye Motian wants to pretend, the key is this is the regulation of the imperial dining room.

Takeaway items are not counted as task completion.

If it wasn't for that task, he wouldn't want Xiaodangjia to cook for others.

Ye Motian, are you afraid that the prince has no money?

It’s just a jar, and it’s not about your life!

Shi Wudao's face was a bit ugly, he had been slapped in the face by Ye Motian not long ago.

Today he just wanted a jar of wine, but the other party refused to give it.

This is clearly intentional.

Pang Yun didn't say a word, but this old guy learned a lot from a pitfall.

Because he knew Ye Motian's personality too well, he simply sat down: Then I will sit down and eat, and change it to a pot of wine and two appetizers.

no problem.

After greeting Qin Yujia, the little girl went to look for the young master.

Ye Motian, the crown prince is asking you something!

Shi Wudao's face was a bit ugly.

It stands to reason that I shouldn't have refused His Highness the Crown Prince to come in the rain.

But Naihe has such a rule.

I can't help it either.

Ye Motian shrugged.

shut up!

Ye Motian, the prince came here to buy wine to honor His Majesty!

Do you dare to be disrespectful to the Holy Majesty?

Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and get ready.

Be careful that the crown prince smashes your shop!

Shi Wudao was probably made a little irritable by Ye Motian.

He is not at all like the treacherous prince in ordinary times, but more like a reckless man.

Hearing these words, those who got under the table shook their heads secretly.

Ye Motian is really famous for his audacity.

Not to mention the assassination of the blood-dropping sword.

At this moment, he actually offended His Highness the Crown Prince.

What on earth is this going to do?

According to common sense, it shouldn't be to treat His Highness the Crown Prince well, maybe he can also ask His Highness the Crown Prince to help deal with the blood-dropping sword.

Believe it or not, if you dare to smash my shop, I will smash your head?

A mere prince is nothing but wool.

Your father didn't do anything to me during the day today.

Want to eat, sit down, want to play, get fucked!

Ye Motian looked at Shi Wudao contemptuously and said.

At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door again.

They are one tall and one short, one fat and one thin.

Seeing these two people, the angry look on Ye Motian's face suddenly turned into a smile.

You guys are back, come, come, sit down quickly, Qin Yufeng, go over and tell the little head.

First prepare a table for Yuan Fang and the others.

The others waited.

Ye Motian greeted Li Yuanfang and Di Renjie to sit down.

The Di Renjie in front of him looks a bit like the one in Detective Di Renjie.

They are all fat and fat, with a pair of eyes that reveal wisdom and shrewdness.

When people look at it, they feel quite good.

Little bastard, the old man's dishes haven't been served yet. Is this how you treat guests?

The old god stick upstairs scolded with a smile.

Wait, this is my shop, I will give it to whoever I say first.

Continue to wait if you want to eat, and leave if you don't want to eat.

Ye Motian glanced at the old god stick, and said indifferently.

When Dripping Blood Sword saw the old magic stick, his expression changed.

The face of the national teacher is almost unknown to everyone in the lion camel country.

Although he has been away for ten years, he has known this national teacher before.

This kid really has something to rely on, right? He doesn't even give the face of the national teacher?

Dripping Blood Sword began to beat a drum in his heart.

Probably just ignorance.

He suddenly smiled, feeling that he was really suspicious.

Lowering his head, he began to eat his sauced beef again.

Holy shit, it's so delicious, I really don't want to kill people here, it's just ruining the dining environment.

Dripping Blood Sword sighed.

Regretting why I took this kind of task, it's really boring.

Just as he was sighing, the prince Shi Wudao suddenly roared: Ye Motian, you dare to ignore this prince.

I will leave you without bones!

As he spoke, he rushed towards Ye Motian.

Shoot him!

Ye Motian said lightly.

A black shadow suddenly jumped up.

Then with one paw, the Prince Shi Wudao was sent flying from the attic to the street outside.

It's a distance of thousands of meters.

The poor prince came here today to pretend to be forced but was fucked instead.

Lying alone in the rain, he almost exploded with anger.

He hurriedly got up from the ground, looked at the direction where Ju went downstairs, gritted his teeth and said: Ju goes downstairs!

Ye Motian, you wait for the prince.

If you provoke this crown prince, you must die a terrible death!

Typical villain speech.

After throwing it down, he staggered towards the palace.

It was really a bit embarrassing today, so he was careful not to let others see it.

The blood-dropping sword in the restaurant was stunned.

That's the real prince, so he was shot like this?

No wonder the royal family wanted to kill Ye Motian.

This guy's courage is a bit too big.

He wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth.

The sauced beef is finished, and the wine is also finished.

It was time to send Ye Motian on the road. Although he was a little bit reluctant, the task still had to be completed.