"Uncle, are you leaving?"

Zhong Ling was a little reluctant.

This mysterious uncle who looks young but doesn't seem to be young gives her a very cordial feeling, although she hasn't been together for a long time, but now she wants to separate, she is inexplicably sad in her heart.

Children, who doesn't want to have a few more elders who treat themselves as treasures?

Although this strange uncle always wants to be his father, as long as he doesn't go to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations to break up his home, and when there is no one around, this father is not impossible to recognize.

"I have a lot of things to do, and I can't stay here all the time."

Song Xuan stroked the lightning mink, looked at the trembling little guy, and said with a smile: "Look carefully at this little thing, biting people indiscriminately is easy to cause trouble." ”

"By the way, you can't say anything about your cultivation of the Northern Spiritual Skill, at least don't expose it until you have achieved success, otherwise you will bring a monstrous disaster to yourself."

Song Xuan stood up in the air and waved his hand at her, "Little girl, go home early, the rivers and lakes are dangerous, it's not as simple as you think!" ”

When the words fell, Song Xuan's heart moved, and the sword rushed straight up, and in the blink of an eye, it was a hundred zhang away.

"Uncle!"

Zhong Ling was a little anxious, "Dad! ”

"Will we ever see each other again?"

"Haha......"

A hearty laugh came from afar, "Ride the wind and sword, eliminate the demon world, Xiao Ling'er, if you and my father and daughter have a fate, we will see you again!" ”

Watching that streamer disappear into the sky, Zhong Ling was a little stunned, if it weren't for the silk scroll that recorded the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu still hidden in her arms, she would have thought she was dreaming.

What happened in these two days is really fantastic.

met a sword fairy uncle, and called him a father, and was sent a great creation by this mysterious father, these things are simply too mysterious, even if it was a dream, she didn't dare to do it before.

"No, we have to go home!"

Zhong Ling's heart flashed with all kinds of thoughts, desperate to go home, there were some things, she needed to ask her mother.

She is young, but she is not stupid, and she has basically guessed that her father Zhong Wanqiu may really not be her own father.

Thinking of this, a trace of shame appeared in her heart.

Daddy Zhong Wanqiu raised himself with hard work, but he recognized a father again when he went out, and he was really an unfilial girl!

She staggered and urged Ling Bo to take micro steps, and cooperated with the Northern Pluto Divine Skill to unfold, at the end of the day, she actually had a little appearance, although it was incomparable with Song Xuan's ability to instantly transform into dozens of afterimages, but the speed of the journey was also much faster than before.

When it was dark, Zhong Ling returned to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations.

At the mouth of the valley, Daddy Zhong Wanqiu was standing at the door, and when he saw her come back, the anxious look on his face subsided.

"Daddy, I'm sorry!"

Looking at this father who has loved him since he was a child, Zhong Ling felt guilty.

She is not a good daughter, she is so old, and she still thinks about running out to play all day long, which worries her father.

I didn't feel anything before, but this time, under the psychology of guilt, looking at the old father's eyes full of kindness, her tears flowed down her eyes.

Her father has suffered too much grievance, but she doesn't dare to say this grievance, otherwise the family will be broken up immediately.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

Seeing the pear blossoms and rain crying of his baby daughter, Zhong Wanqiu was distressed, "Are you wronged outside, tell your father, and your father will find you a place!" ”

"No, no." Zhong Ling hurriedly wiped away his tears, "Dad, where is my mother?" ”

"Your mother, she ......"

Without waiting for Zhong Wanqiu to finish speaking, he heard a sound of jade pendants colliding in the valley, and then, a woman walked in the distance.

This woman was wearing a pale green silk shirt, about thirty-six or seventeen years old, with a delicate complexion, and her eyebrows were vaguely similar to Zhong Ling.

"Mother!"

Zhong Ling glanced at her mother with a complicated expression, in the past, she was somewhat afraid of this mother, and she said that she was a loving mother and a strict father, but she was just the opposite, a loving father and a strict mother.

Since I was a child, because I was not serious about studying and practicing martial arts, I was beaten by my mother!

But at this moment, for this mother who has always been strict, she has no fear in the past, but she is a little more resentful in her heart.

This emotion is very complicated, and for a while, she can't say what the reason is.

"You still know how to come back!"

Seeing Zhong Ling, Gan Baobao sneered, "You are not young anymore, and my mother doesn't want to do anything to you anymore." Come with me into the house, and we will have a good talk today. ”

As she spoke, she glanced at Zhong Wanqiu, with a hint of impatience in her eyes, "Don't stand here and get in the way, my daughter is back, hurry up and prepare dinner!" ”

"Okay, everything is up to the lady!"

Zhong Wanqiu grinned, he was ugly, married a daughter-in-law who was as beautiful as a flower, and he had been treating her as a goddess all these years.

In this Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, as long as you don't mention the word Duan, whatever your daughter-in-law asks him to do, he is willing.

Even if he scolded him twice and beat him, he felt very happy.

After Zhong Wanqiu left, Gan Baobao led Zhong Ling to the inner hall, and after closing the door, he looked at his daughter calmly.

"You have something on your mind, and you can hide it from your father, but you can't hide it from me. Let's talk about what happened when I went out this time! ”

Zhong Ling was silent, staring at his mother's face, which was very similar to himself, and endured and endured, but finally he couldn't hold back.

"Mother, who is my father?"

"What!?"

Gan Baobao, who was still calm and had a lofty posture, had obvious panic on his face, and his eyes subconsciously looked towards the door.

"What nonsense are you talking about, are you outside, do you hear some rumors?"

Zhong Ling ignored her and said to herself: "I met someone in Wuliang Mountain yesterday, he is handsome and chic, he looks very young, but he doesn't feel like a young man to me.

The majesty and power on his body are much stronger than that of my father, the valley master. ”

Gan Baobao's heart tightened, as if he had thought of something.

Zhong Ling continued: "When he heard that I was the daughter of the Valley Lord of the Ten Thousand Tribulations, his face was a little strange, and then he asked me a question. ”

"What does he ask you!"

Gan Baobao spoke eagerly, looking anxious.

Zhong Ling puffed out his cheeks and snorted angrily: "He asked me, if Zhong Wanqiu is not my father, what should I do!" ”

"Also, he wants me to call him Daddy!"

Gan Baobao sat on the bed with a puff, his heart was pounding, and he looked at his daughter tremblingly, "He has said that he is famous." ”

Zhong Ling shook his head, "No, I forgot to ask." ”

Gan Baobao frowned, "That man is very handsome and chic?" ”

Zhong Ling nodded.

"Isn't his martial arts very high?"

Zhong Ling nodded again, "It's very high, at least a lot higher than my father!" ”

Gan Baobao said eagerly again: "He has an extraordinary bearing, and at first glance he is a high-ranking position?" ”

Zhong Ling snorted, "Yes, I didn't know what it meant to be in a high position, but the moment I saw him, I naturally knew it."

Even if there is no one around the barren mountains and mountains, as long as he stands there, he has a special bearing to look down on the common people and take power! ”

Gan Baobao sighed suddenly, her face seemed to be happy and sad, and there was a little anger, at this moment, she was not like a woman who was nearly forty years old, but like a young girl with a spring in her arms.

A red cloud flew up her cheeks, her eyes blurred as if she was reminiscing, and after a while, she slowly retracted her thoughts and looked at Zhong Ling with some embarrassment.

"Ling'er, if there is no accident, what you see should be your own father!"