The strong man was a little surprised to see Murong Ningyue, a delicate little girl, walk to him. After hearing what Murong Ningyue said, the strong man immediately covered his stomach and laughed: "Hahaha! I'm so laughing so much. Someone dares to talk to me like this. It's so new! I'll come first and then come, and no one dares to talk to me..."

Murong Ningyue looked at the strong man's appearance, and a trace of coldness appeared on the corner of her mouth. Before the strong man could finish speaking, she stretched out her palm and pointed it at the strong man's face.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound suddenly echoed in the hotel. The hotel, which was originally noisy and noisy, suddenly became quiet. The strong man covered his cheeks and looked at Murong Ningyue in disbelief.

"Do you dare to hit me? I'm..."

"Bang!"

Before the strong man could speak, Murong Ningyue slapped the strong man firmly on the other side of the strong man's face. The strong man was a little confused at this time, and even looked at Murong Ningyue with a look of confusion.

Murong Ningyue said again without expression: "Give me that bottle of wine!"

This time, the strong man didn't say anything, and almost subconsciously put the apricot blossom wine in his hand into Murong Ningyue's hand. Murong Ningyue turned around and left gracefully, as if nothing had happened.

The entire Xinghua Village Restaurant is still in silence. This strong man is the younger brother of the head of the Tibetan Sword Sect. Although the strong man has an average cultivation level, his brother is a third-grade immortal. No one expected that Murong Ningyue would dare to do this.

A moment later, this silence was finally broken by the strong man's roar, "Stupid, I, Chu Ziqiang, will definitely not let you go!"

Murong Ningyue didn't know that he had offended a big man, but returned to the old man with the wine. When the old man saw Murong Ningyue come back, he couldn't wait to snatch the apricot blossom wine from Murong Ningyue's hand, pulled out the bottle plug and threw it aside, and then took a big mouthful of it at the mouth of the bottle.

"Wow! It's really crafted apricot blossom wine, it's delicious! Girl, you have done this kind of favor for the old man, tell me, what do you want me to help you?"

Seeing that the opportunity finally came, Murong Ningyueyan quickly spoke: "Senior, I want to ask you to take me to the Extreme Immortal Realm!"

The old man was stunned when he heard this. When he found out that Murong Ningyue's expression was very sincere, he couldn't make fun of it and then laughed: "Hahaha! The Extreme Immortal Realm, the old man still wants to go to the Extreme Immortal Realm. I can't help you with this, so you might as well change it!"

Murong Ningyue was stunned for a moment before she realized that this old man was a fourth-grade immortal who could only go to the mortal fairy world but was not qualified to go to the extreme fairy world. It seemed that she really wanted to see Ye Yaorao very much and was confused just now.

Murong Ningyue quickly changed her words and said, "Then it's okay not to go to the Extreme Immortal Realm to the Mortal Realm, right?"

The old man then chuckled and said, "Well, the old man can satisfy you, but the old man was sent to guard the Sword Sect in the Immortal Realm, the deadline is a hundred years. Now ninety-eight years have passed, and it will take two more years to go back. If you can wait, wait there, and I will take you back then, then."

Murong Ningyue's originally hopeful face suddenly became lonely. Seeing Murong Ningyue's appearance, the old man couldn't help but say, "Girl, we immortals have a long life, which one does not have a lifespan of hundreds or thousands of years? If you can't even wait for this little time, why are you still cultivating immortals?"
Chapter completed!