Zhong Ling, this girl, still had a childlike innocence. She only wanted to play all day long, so she naturally kept a respectful distance from boring cultivation. Di Nan only smiled in response to this.
Mu Wanqing's shock naturally fell into Di Nan's eyes. He smiled and turned to Mu Wanqing and said,""How about it? No matter what, you're going to lose. Why don't you just admit defeat now?"
"Humph, impossible. Zhong Ling is only at the peak of the Houtian realm. It's not that easy to break through to the Xiantian realm. Let's talk about it after you do it.”Although her words were quite confident, when Mu Wanqing said it, she felt a little lacking in confidence.
Di Nan grinned and did not retort. He turned around and took Zhong Ling's hand. He casually waved a sword Qi to end Yun Zhonghe's breathing. Then, he said to Zhong Ling,""Ling 'er, which direction is Myriad Tribulation Valley?”
Zhong Ling only smiled sweetly in response to Di Nan's intimate address and pointed in a direction.
Glancing in that direction, Di Nan hugged Zhong Ling's waist and said,""Ling 'er, hold on tight."
"Yes." Zhong Ling nodded and stretched out her hands to hug Di Nan's tiger back. Then, she felt the surrounding scene become blurry.
Zhong Ling blinked her eyes in confusion. She looked around carefully in Di Nan's arms and found that there was a thin barrier around them. It seemed to be formed by internal energy.
Upon seeing this, Zhong Ling stuck out her tongue, feeling shocked at the depth of Di Nan's inner energy.
The sudden departure of the two stunned Mu Wanqing. She was a little angry and wanted to stop them. However, in the blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared from her sight.
Mu Wanqing stomped her feet angrily and turned around to walk towards her black horse, Black Rose. When she reached Black Rose's side, Mu Wanqing flipped over and got on her horse. With a wave of her whip, she rushed towards the direction of Myriad Tribulation Valley.
In less than an hour, Di Nan and Zhong Ling appeared at the entrance of Myriad Tribulation Valley.
At the entrance, there was a large tree painted with the words " Anyone with the surname Duan who enters this valley shall be killed without mercy." Beside the large tree, there was a stone door. Di Nan looked at the stone door and walked forward with Zhong Ling in his arms. He circulated his inner energy and pushed the stone door open violently with his hand.
After pushing open the stone door, Di Nan brought Zhong Ling all the way into Myriad Tribulation Valley.
Seeing that Di Nan had destroyed her own door, Zhong Ling pouted unhappily but did not say anything.
As they walked towards the living room of Zhong Ling's house, the servants they met along the way were all ordered to retreat by Zhong Ling. From the looks of it, Duan Zheng Chun and the others should not have arrived yet.
After arriving at the living room, Di Nan discovered that there were three people in the living room. He held Zhong Ling's small hand and sized her up.
A middle-aged man sat on the main seat in the hall. His face was like a horse's, and his eyes were very high. His round nose was squeezed together with his mouth, leaving a large blank space between his eyes and nose. He was extremely tall and thin, with a pair of large hands that were like small fans hanging by his side. The back of his hands was filled with blue veins. He felt sorry for the audience.
Beside him sat a pretty woman, dressed in a light green silk dress. She was about 36 or 37 years old and had a delicate face. Her features were similar to Zhong Ling's, and she had a gentle smile on her face. Without guessing, Di Nan knew that this was Zhong Ling's mother, known as the pretty medicine fork, Gan Baobao.
There was also a middle-aged woman in the living room. She was dressed in black and wore a bamboo hat. She had a sharp face and long eyebrows. She was very beautiful. Although she was a little older, she still had her charm. However, her eyes were filled with stubbornness and fierceness, ruining this beauty.
When Di Nan was sizing up the three of them, the three of them were also sizing up Di Nan. He was dressed in white, had long black hair, and had a pair of strange and mysterious Yin-Yang eyes that revealed a deep and indifferent gaze. He was handsome and his footsteps were steady. Even Gan Baobao and Qin Hongmian couldn't help but sigh inwardly. What a handsome little Langjun.
Di Nan held Zhong Ling's small hand and stood at the entrance of the living room. He looked at the three of them. It was obvious that these three were Zhong Ling's parents and Mu Wanqing's mother, Qin Hongmian.
"Ling 'er." When Gan Baobao saw Zhong Ling, she was delighted. However, when she saw her holding hands with Di Nan, her expression changed slightly. She opened her mouth to say something, but she did not say anything.
However, she did not say anything. Her husband in name, Zhong Wanchou, was not so easy to talk to. Initially, when she saw Di Nan's handsome appearance, she was a little jealous. Now that she saw her daughter holding hands with Di Nan, she slammed the table and stood up.
"Stinky girl, get over here. Also, little bastard, who are you? Hurry up and let go of your dog paw!"
Hearing this, Di Nan's eyes narrowed slightly. He was a little unhappy in his heart. He did not say anything nice when they met. If it was anyone else, Di Nan would have killed him with one palm.
"Humph." Di Nan snorted coldly and grabbed Zhong Ling's small hand. Under Zhong Ling's puzzled gaze, he said to the three of them,"A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory. What Ling 'er wants to do has nothing to do with you! Ling 'er is mine now. Even if you are Ling' er's adoptive father, if you dare to shout at Ling 'er again, be careful of your dog life.”
" Brother Di Nan…" When Zhong Ling heard Di Nan's words, she felt a little shy. She hid behind Di Nan with a slightly red face and looked at the situation on the stage with some worry. Although she liked Di Nan a little in her heart, she did not wish for Di Nan to have any conflict with her family.
" Brother Di Nan…" Zhong Ling tugged at the hem of Di Nan's clothes worriedly and called out softly. The pleading in her voice made Di Nan feel a little helpless.
Although the displeasure in Di Nan's heart had dissipated because of Zhong Ling, Zhong Wanchou was still furious. He shouted and rushed towards Di Nan,""Little bastard, you're courting death!"
Seeing Zhong Wanchou rushing over with a murderous aura, Di Nan merely stretched out his palm and slapped in Zhong Wanchou's direction.
An invisible force was released. Even though Gan Baobao and Qin Hongmian did not face this palm, they could feel the sharp wind that hurt their faces.
"Wan Chou!" Gan Baobao exclaimed in shock.
With a loud bang, Zhong Wanchou flew back at an even faster speed and crashed into the wall of the living room. The wall shattered and he fainted.
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