Chapter 290 Abnormal sign-in day, smoking pole day
A god-level tobacco stick.
It was a magic weapon that he, a big smoker, had dreamed of all his life.
However, the divine land is vast and vast, but there is not a single weapon-refining master who can refine a god-level tobacco rod.
The emperor-level cigarette rod he has now was made at an unknown cost.
The cost involved is unimaginable.
But now on the Tongtian Ancient Road, he suddenly obtained a god-level golden cigarette rod.
His dream for many years suddenly came true. How could he not be overjoyed?
"It's such a good thing. I don't know how happy I will feel when I smoke with this golden pipe."
The short old man carefully looked at every texture on the golden cigarette rod, with a fanatical gaze in his eyes, and his lips trembled as he let out a sound of admiration.
Seeing the excited expression of the short old man, Ye Yun smiled and said, "Is that enough?"
"enough……"
The short old man was about to say enough, when suddenly he was interrupted by an inexplicable emotion in his heart.
"Not enough! Your Excellency is a powerful person at the seventh level of the Divine Sovereign Realm. This god-level golden tobacco stick is still not enough..."
The short old man said with a smile.
He suddenly changed his tune.
There was this big fat sheep in front of him. There was no shop after passing this village. He must give it a good slaughter.
If you are not satisfied, you will kill the other party when the time comes.
In this case, all the magic weapons belong to you.
Ye Yun waved his hand slightly, and another bronze cigarette rod appeared.
As soon as this cigarette pole appeared, the void shook more obviously.
"This is……"
The short old man's heart suddenly hung in his throat, and his whole body became nervous.
He looked at the bronze cigarette rod and said with difficulty: "Is it another god-level item?"
"This one is a god-level high-grade one, and yours is a low-grade one. What's the difference in quality by two small realms?"
Ye Yun laughed and threw the bronze cigarette rod in his hand over.
The short old man had a huge surprise on his face. He hurriedly reached out and grabbed the bronze cigarette rod in his hand. After feeling it for a while, his face showed a look of shock again.
It's another god-level cigarette rod, and this one is actually a god-level top-grade one, even higher than the golden cigarette rod.
How is this possible?
Who is the young man in white?
Why are there so many cigarette rods?
In the entire Divine Land, he had never heard of the appearance of a god-level tobacco stick.
Ye Yun looked at the strange look on the short old man's face, smiled and said, "Give me back that god-level low-grade tobacco stick in your hand. I'll give you this god-level high-grade one."
After hearing this, the short old man felt his heart bleed suddenly, and said with great pain: "No, give me these two tobacco poles. Do you have any other magic weapons? If not, you will still be in trouble."
"Why don't you keep your words?"
Ye Yun smiled slowly, with a mocking smile in his eyes.
"I didn't tell you a few magic weapons before I could let you go."
The short old man sneered.
He pointed to the ground with his bronze cigarette rod, and then said threateningly: "Hurry up and take out a few more god-level magic weapons, otherwise I won't let you pass."
"All right."
Ye Yun nodded, with a faint weird smile on his face.
When he stretched out his hand this time, light flickered on his hand, and ten cigarette poles suddenly appeared.
Each type of tobacco stem has a different color, but without exception they all exude a terrifying atmosphere.
Looking at these cigarette rods, Ye Yun also sighed.
Recalling the past experience of getting these cigarette rods in the sign-in space, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
There was one day.
When he signed in, he suddenly got a cigarette stick, but that cigarette stick was only an emperor-level one.
Ye Yun doesn't smoke himself, nor did he smoke before traveling through his past life, so he has no interest in this cigarette stick.
This kind of cigarette rod has an exquisite and beautiful shape, and its surface is covered with various textures, which made Ye Yun feel that it would be a good idea to collect it.
So he put away the cigarette rod.
But I didn't expect that the whole day's check-in process would become extremely magical and interesting.
He signed in and smoked the pipes all day long.
These tobacco sticks go from the initial emperor level to the emperor level, then to the god level, super god level...
Finally, there were more and more cigarette sticks.
From the beginning of signing in one by one to the last ten, hundreds, and thousands of signs, Ye Yun himself was dumbfounded at the time.
This system is too stupid!
How many cigarette sticks have been stolen from the biggest smokers in the universe?
Ye Yun knows how a smoker would feel once he loses his cigarette stick.
It is estimated that after those big guys lost their cigarette sticks, they became violent, furious, addicted to cigarettes, and even wanted to die.
That day was designated as "Smoking Rod Day" by Ye Yun.
To commemorate this magical and fun signing day.
Now, in his warehouse, there are many kinds of tobacco rods.
So when Ye Yun saw this short old man holding an emperor-grade cigarette rod in his mouth, his thoughts changed.
I know how to deal with this old man.
Want a pipe?
Then I'll give it to you as hard as I can, just because I'm afraid your appetite won't be big enough and you won't be able to eat it.
Looking at Ye Yun, ten cigarette rods of different colors suddenly appeared in his hand, and they were all of god-level quality.
The short old man's eyes were raised high, his face was glowing red, his expression was excited, and his lips were constantly trembling.
My throat was choked up and I couldn't speak.
He didn't expect that the young man in white in front of him had collected so many god-level tobacco poles.
This is too scary!
After a few seconds, the short old man regained his composure and said tremblingly: "How can you have so many?"
"Don't ask, do you want it?"
Ye Yun shook the ten cigarette poles in his hand and asked with a smile.
"If you want...if you want...bring them all to me."
The short old man suddenly stood up from his stool crazily and roared loudly.
Ye Yun waved his hand gently and threw all ten cigarette rods over.
The old man stretched out his hand suddenly and hugged the ten cigarette rods in his arms, plus the original two cigarette rods, and hugged them all together.
He kept looking at it, muttering to himself, and his emotions were out of control at this moment.
After smoking cigarettes all his life, he suddenly got eleven god-level cigarette rods. It’s hard to imagine how he felt at this moment.
At this moment, the short old man didn't even know his last name.
He had fallen into a huge orgy.
Seeing the ugliness displayed by the short old man, Ye Yun had a funny look in his eyes.
Fortunately, Jiang Hengyue was locked up in that room, otherwise the little guy would probably have laughed out loud when he saw a strong man in the Divine Lord Realm being so rude.
"If it's not enough, I have more..."
Ye Yun looked at the short old man and suddenly shouted.
"besides?"
The old man was stunned for a moment and shouted loudly: "Quickly... give them all to me."
Ye Yun touched his wrist lightly, and another hundred god-level cigarette rods appeared.
Ye Yun couldn't hold these god-level cigarette rods with one hand.
He used his magic power to form a big hand, gently grasped the god-level cigarette rod, and shook it a few times in mid-air.
"One hundred god-level?"
Looking at the one hundred cigarette rods of different colors that emitted bright light, the short old man could no longer control his inner excitement.
His body was shaking, his eyes were blurred, and he walked leisurely towards Ye Yun.
"Give it to me quickly, give it to me quickly..."
The short old man looked crazy and muttered to himself.