Wang Muyu wholeheartedly wanted to recognize Wang Ling as his father, and for a moment, Lotus Sun was speechless and didn't know how to explain herself. At the same time, Wang Ming felt a little bitter in his heart. Who would have thought that Wang Ling would actually experience something like this at the age of sixteen.
He could foresee Wang Ling's despair. After all, it was indeed outrageous for him to become the father of a strange child without saying a word.
If it had been Wang Ming himself, he would probably have jumped in fright.
But at that moment, Wang Ming was still trying to come up with a solution. He stared at the battlefield in front of him, and when the figure of a white-haired teenager came into view …
Wang Ming's thoughts abruptly turned, and his eyes lit up as he asked Wang Muyu, "That, Little Muyu, actually, the person you're seeing fighting isn't your dad. The white-haired one over there is. Look, he's so much like you. "
Wang Muyu poked his little head out to look at Wang Ying, furrowed his little eyebrows, and then buried his head in Lotus Sun's shoulder. "Hmph … I don't want to …"
Wang Ming: "But you can't mistake your own father for someone else."
Wang Muyu: "He's not my dad. My dad doesn't look that wretched. "
Lotus Sun and Wang Ming: "…"
Lotus Sun: "But he clearly looks exactly like Classmate Wang Ling. How can you tell that he's … wretched … "
Wang Muyu's voice was soft as he whispered, "It mainly depends on his temperament. It's a kind of metaphysical wretchedness."
"…"
For a very long time, Lotus Sun and Wang Ming were stupefied and didn't speak.
It was only Sun Yinger who couldn't stand it anymore, and in the end, she burst out laughing as crisp as a silver bell. Her laughter was incomparably demonic, and she was worried that Wang Ying would hear her, but it was just too unbearable.
She had met a soulmate!
While Sun Yinger found it hilarious, she was also extremely excited. "Muyu, well said! Big sister supports you! If I had a father like this, I'd rather commit seppuku! "
On the battlefield, Wang Ying's expression clearly wasn't very good. His gaze was fixed in Lotus Sun's direction, and there was a deep look in his eyes. At the same time, there was hostility written all over his face as he faced Wang Muyu.
At the same time, on the other side, after the hammer spirit of the Sky-Burning Chain Hammer had been instantly killed by Wang Ling's palm, the Diamond Gloves and the God-Devouring Umbrella on Wang Ling's back trembled.
They instinctively sensed danger and wanted to retreat, but Wang Ling was one step ahead of them and turned into a stream of light to grab their tails. His main target was the God-Devouring Umbrella, and he held it in his palm.
This was a very special chaos artifact. Wang Ling could sense that it could devour a supreme world; this kind of spatial devouring magic artifact was almost unique.
But at that moment, Wang Ling gripped the God-Eating Umbrella by its throat, and it didn't dare resist at all.
Boom!
Wang Ling punched the umbrella ribs, and the God-Devouring Umbrella drooled on the spot. Along with screams and nausea, boundless primal chaos qi was released.
In the end, the God-Devouring Umbrella spat out a bald head …
Only then did he achieve his goal.
"Ling Zhenren."
Monk Jin Deng put his palms together and bowed to Wang Ling with a smile on his face. "Ling Zhenren, thank you for saving me this time. I wonder if Ling Zhenren can let me handle the following negotiations? "
"Mm."
Wang Ling thought for a moment, then nodded, his face as calm as an ancient well.
From the moment he had rescued Monk Jin Deng, he had known that the monk would come out to lobby for him.
But Wang Ling's anger had already dissipated; he hadn't had any intention of directly destroying Jingze to begin with.
On the other hand, he felt that torturing Jingze was a little boring.
It was like bullying a little child.
The best way to make Jingze atone for his crimes was to have him enlist.
If they could reach an agreement before Little Girl Nuan's one month birthday, it wouldn't be a bad idea to have Jingze become Little Girl Nuan's dragon mount.
Thus, with this in mind, Wang Ling didn't want to get rid of Jingze even more.
This was a dragon mount, after all.
It was rare in the world; if he could ride it, how cool would that be!
Not only could it be used as a mount, it could also be used as a bodyguard.
Wang Ling felt that only 096 by Wang Nuan's side now wasn't enough; she still needed some face.
"Thank you, Ling Zhenren. I'm touched by your benevolence."
Monk Jin Deng bowed in Buddhist salute again and bowed in praise.
Hearing this, Wang Ling felt a little guilty.
He really didn't deserve to be called benevolent; after all, he still had a purpose.
After getting Wang Ling's permission, the monk slowly approached the edge of the pit. Looking at Jingze, who had been beaten until he was bathed in blood, there was a very regretful expression on his face.
Human cultivators could have lived in harmony with all the creatures in the universe, but there were some races who didn't believe it. Every day, they suffered from paranoia of one kind or another, and wanted to rebuild the universe and dominate the world.
Unbeknownst to them, the current world was no longer the same as it had been in ancient times, when the dragon clan had dominated the universe.
In today's world, and even the current universe, one person had the final say.
And at that moment, this person was standing next to him.
"You lost, Jingze." Monk Jin Deng sighed. "There's always a higher mountain; you chose the wrong person."
"Moon Dragon Lord is a member of my dragon clan. I can't not believe him, but you …" Jingze said in an unconvinced and indignant tone.
Eternal Moon Starlight's power had weakened, which made it take a lot longer for him to recover. He had thought that the hammer spirit, the Diamond Gloves and the God-Devouring Umbrella could help him buy some time, but in the end, the hammer spirit of the Sky-Burning Chain Hammer had been directly killed.
This was a Light Artifact after all …
In Wang Ling's hands, it couldn't resist at all!
And the most useless of all were his Diamond Gloves and the God-Devouring Umbrella, which had actually thrown themselves at the sight of the hammer spirit being killed!
Damn it!
Even if they weren't light weapons, they were still Sequence Three annihilation weapons!
Where was the dignity of a chaos weapon?!
"Your dragon clan has already been destroyed. Have you ever wondered why this Moon Dragon Lord suddenly revived?" Monk Jin Deng laughed. "Jingze, this poor monk has already hinted to this extent; it's up to you whether you believe it or not."
Jingze was silent. He did feel that the sudden revival of the dragon clan was a little suspicious, but it was still hard for him to believe it based on Golden Deng's one-sided story.
"Is that so … I don't believe it …" Finally, he shook his head.
At the same time, he sneered. "Don't be too complacent. The dragon clan hasn't completely failed yet … Do you know the three Dragon Lords who led the dragon clan back then? The Dark Devouring Dragon, the Azure Origin Dragon, and the Moonlight Dragon … "
"Of course." The Monk's expression was calm.
"Then do you know that there's actually a fourth Dragon Lord?"
"The fourth Dragon Lord?" The Monk's expression was clearly blank.
"Hahahaha … As expected, you don't know!"
At that moment, Jingze couldn't help laughing again. "In fact, the dragon graveyard you're standing on is this fourth Dragon Lord, the Twilight Dragon! Right now, all of us are on its back! "
On a dragon's back?
Hearing this news, Wang Ling was instantly enlightened.
No wonder. From the beginning of the fight, he had felt that this land was a little extraordinary, but he had never thought that he would actually be standing on a dragon's back.
Not only wasn't he the slightest bit afraid, he was even a little excited.
This Twilight Dragon was great; its back alone was so big.
It was clearly more suitable as a mount!
Needles wouldn't poke!
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