Is Still Unfulfilled

"Kulong, get out of here for me."

Qu Yu shouted at Kulong in a series.

"Sister Qu Yu."

"I'm not going."

"I'm going to challenge him."

"Boy, I'm going to duel with you."

Kulong said with a gloomy face.

"Why should I duel with you?"

"I'm level 37, your strength is level 62."

"Do you think it's fair to let me duel with you?"

Lin Fan gave Kulong a white look.

"I don't care what level of strength you have."

"You blasphemed Sister Qu Yu just now, I won't let you go."

Kulong said with a gloomy expression again.

When he said this, Qu Yu looked embarrassed.

"Kulong, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Qu Yu scolded Kulong angrily.

The latter still stared at Lin Fan angrily.

"Do you want me to help?"

At this time, Jiuling, who was drinking a 'drink' with a straw, said.

When she said these words, Lin Fan was stunned for a moment.

"Help you beat him, the condition is 100 bottles of this wind and thunder grass liquor."

Jiuling said to Lin Fan.

"Okay."

Lin Fan just opened his mouth.

A red light on Jiuling's body shot directly at Kulong.

The terrifying breath made the faces of the people present turn pale.

"Don't, don't kill anyone."

Lin Fan hurriedly shouted.

Although Jiu Ling is a clone.

But this clone is a special high-level clone.

Has the power of nine spirits and fifty percent.

The strength of Jiu Ling is that of a spirit beast at the peak of the ninety-ninth level.

Even if it is 50% of the strength, it has the level of ninety-eight.

When she made a move, the momentum was too frightening.

Lin Fan was really frightened.

It would be a bit of a hassle if Curon was killed.

"Nine Spirit Demon Emperor, you, you won't kill him, right?"

Looking at Kulong who was blasted out of the window, Lin Fan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

I regret letting Jiuling help.

"Is it stupid for you to be the emperor?"

"This has just eased a little relationship with you humans."

"I won't make the relationship stiff again."

Jiuling gave Lin Fan a white look as if looking at a fool.

"That's fine."

Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's right."

"One hundred bottles of Fengleicao liquor."

Jiuling stretched out her snow-white wrist, slender and tender, making people want to touch it.

"No problem."

"Waiter, pack a hundred bottles of Fengleicao liquor."

Lin Fan called to the hotel waiter.

Fengleicao liquor is not a very high-end liquor.

100 bottles is 100,000 yuan.

If it was before, Lin Fan would never be able to take it out, but now, he still has a small tens of millions on him.

One hundred bottles of Fengleicao Liquor are in hand.

Jiuling put it away with great satisfaction.

She held a bottle of white wine in her slender hands, inserted a straw, and drank slowly.

"Jiuling Demon Emperor, that, do you like Hebaijiu very much?"

Lin Fan asked again when he saw Jiuling.

"Well, this liquor is delicious."

"It is extracted from spirit grass, and it is very mellow, slightly spicy and sweet, and the taste is very strange."

Jiuling nodded.

"You, don't you feel dizzy?"

Lin Fan asked again.

Jiuling has already drank more than a dozen bottles, almost twenty bottles.

Seeing her unfinished appearance, Lin Fan's mouth twitched a little.

"Dizzy?"

" No." "I feel

dizzy after drinking this kind of thing?"

"Why don't I feel it."

Jiuling looked puzzled, not wanting to feel drunk at all.

It's just that there was a slight blush on her face.

That touch of crimson, people feel thrilling.

The face of the Nine Spirits Demon Emperor is completely a disaster for the country and the people.

"It's fine if you don't feel it."

"Then, continue to eat."

Lin Fan hurriedly ate to replenish his strength.