The Peerless Emperor Summoning System - Chapter 344

[Chapter 344: Prince, you are bringing shame upon yourself!]

The Bloody Sword took the wine flask and the soy sauce beef and examined them carefully.

“Are you afraid of being poisoned?

If I were poisoned, you wouldn’t be able to detect it even if you check.

But there’s no need to deal with you!”

Ye Motian said disdainfully: “After all, you are also a powerful warrior in the divine martial realm, and your poison resistance should be quite high, right? ?”

The Blood-Drip Sword sneered: “These days, gentlemen are easy to mess with, and villains are hard to guard against. I’d better be careful.”

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

The bleeding sword started to be eaten.

The moment the wine entered his mouth, the Blood-Drying Sword’s expression suddenly changed.

“You are so despicable!”

Everyone couldn’t help but be surprised when they heard this.

Is there really poison in the wine?

“Why am I so despicable?”

Ye Motian asked curiously.

“You knew I was here to kill you, but you made such a delicious wine.

This is not despicable. You must be trying to bribe me with the wine.

To be honest, I’m really moved!

” At this time, there were two little people dueling in Jian’s head.

One party strongly urged the Blood-Drip Sword not to be fooled by the delicious food, and the mission must be completed;

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

“You should consider whether this head is still there after you take action yourself.

Don’t think about useless things.”

Ye Motian glanced at the Blood-Drip Sword with disdain.

Two more guests walked in at the door.

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

How did these two people get together?

Ye Motian was a little confused.

Logically speaking, Pang Yun is an ignorant person.

No matter what, it doesn’t seem to have anything to do with me if others are messing around, right?

“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 some side dishes?”

Ye Motian asked with a smile.

“We need to take the wine back.”

Pang Yun said.

take away?

Ye Motian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: “No, special products cannot be taken out.”

It’s not that Ye Motian is trying to show off, the key is that this is the rule of the imperial kitchen.

Takeaway items do not count toward mission completion.

If it weren’t for that task, he wouldn’t want the young master to cook for others.

“Ye Motian, are you afraid that the prince will have no money?

It’s just a pot, and it’s not going to kill you!”

Shi Wudao looked a little unhappy. He had been slapped in the face by Ye Motian a while ago.

Today he just wanted a jar of wine, but the other party wouldn’t give it to him.

This is obviously intentional.

Pang Yun didn’t say anything, but the old guy learned a lot from the experience.

Because he knew Ye Motian’s character so well, he simply sat down and said, “Then I’ll sit down and eat. I’ll change it to a pot of wine and two appetizers.”

“That’s no problem.”

After greeting Qin Yujia, the little girl went to find him. The little one is in charge.

“Ye Motian, this prince is asking you a question!”

Shi Wudao looked a little ugly.

“Logically speaking, I shouldn’t refuse His Royal Highness the Prince’s coming in the rain.

But there is such a rule.

There is nothing I can do.”

Ye Motian shrugged.

“Shut up!

Ye Motian, this prince comes here to buy wine to honor His Majesty!

Do you dare to be disrespectful to His Majesty?

Stop talking nonsense and get ready quickly.

Be careful that this prince smashes your shabby shop!”

Shi Wudao probably said Ye Motian made him a little irritable.

Not at all like the treacherous prince he usually was, 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 boldness.

Not to mention being assassinated by a bloody sword.

Now he actually offended His Highness the Crown Prince.

What exactly is this going to do?

According to common sense, one should not entertain His Highness the Crown Prince well, but perhaps also ask His Highness the Crown Prince to help deal with the bloody sword.

“Do you believe it or not, if you dare to smash my shop, I will smash your head? The

prince is just a fool.

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

If you want to eat, sit down. , If you want to act bad, get out of here!”

Ye Motian looked at Shi Wudao with contempt and said.

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

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

Seeing these two people, the anger on Ye Motian’s face immediately turned into a smile.

“You are back, come on, come on, sit down quickly, Qin Yufeng, go over and tell the young master.

Prepare a table for Yuanfang and the others first.

The others will wait.”

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

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

They all look fat, and their eyes reveal wisdom and shrewdness.

When people look at it, they feel quite good about it.

“Little bastard, my dishes haven’t been served yet. Is this how you treat guests?”

the old man upstairs scolded with a smile.

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

If you want to eat, keep waiting. If you don’t want to eat, just leave.”

Ye Motian glanced at the old magic stick and said nonchalantly.

When the bleeding sword saw the old magic stick, his expression changed.

The face of the national master was recognized by almost everyone in the lion and camel country.

Although he has been away for ten years, he has known this national master since before he could.

“Does this kid really have anything to rely on? He doesn’t even give him the honor of being a national master?”

The Blood-Drying Sword began to beat in his heart.

“Maybe it’s just ignorance.”

He suddenly smiled, feeling that he was really a little suspicious.

He lowered his head and began to eat his own soy beef again.

“Fuck, it’s so delicious. I really don’t want to kill anyone here. It’s just ruining the dining environment.”

The Dripping Sword sighed.

I regretted why I took on this kind of mission, it was really boring.

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

I will make your bones disappear!”

As he spoke, he pounced on Ye Motian.

“Shoot him away!”

Ye Motian said lightly.

A black shadow suddenly jumped up.

Then, with a paw, Prince Lion Wu Dao was sent flying from the attic to the street outside.

A full thousand meters away.

Poor prince, he came here today and failed to show off, but got fucked instead.

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

He hurriedly got up from the ground, looked at the direction of Ju going downstairs, and said through gritted teeth: “Ju go downstairs!

Ye Motian, you wait for me.

If you provoke me, you will definitely die a good death!”

Typical Villain speech.

After throwing it down, he staggered towards the palace.

Today was really embarrassing, so he was careful not to let others see him.

The bleeding sword in the restaurant was stunned.

That was a genuine prince, and he was just photographed away like that?

No wonder the royal family wanted to kill Ye Motian.

This guy’s courage is a bit too bold.

He wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth.

The beef with sauce was finished and the wine was finished.

It was time to send Ye Motian off. Although he was a little reluctant to give up, the mission had to be completed after all.

(End of chapter)