"Sister Zhi Ning!" Yoon Hi-hee was the happiest about the arrival of Zhi Ning and her son. This was another old friend.
Although their relationship in Dragon College was not good, they had been classmates for nearly ten years after all.
"Little Yin …" Zhi Ning was very surprised to see Lan Yin here, and she knew that Søren had killed her parents.
After seeing Zhi Ning's expression, Lan Yin also knew what she was thinking, so she pretended not to know anything and hugged Zhi Yu.
It was very rare that Princess Sha Yan, Dina, and Little Tanuki were also here.
Baby Lan Suo was now almost three years old. He was holding his sister's hand and looking at Zhi Yu timidly.
Unknowingly, the little girl was also more than seven years old. She was a little girl.
"Mom, Auntie, I'll take my sister and brother out to play, okay?" Zhi Yu said.
He was overjoyed. In the Witch King's City, he had two older cousins, but they were both fourteen years old. They didn't like to play with him and often teamed up to bully him. Now, he finally had a younger brother and sister than him.
"Go …" Dina said gently.
She looked at Zhi Yu with the same eyes as Lan Suo, like a mother's gentle eyes, without the slightest obstruction.
Because to some extent, Zhi Yu and her husband Lan Ling were too similar. On the contrary, baby Lan Suo, although he had a super high bloodline talent and was born with wings, he was not domineering at all. He was very gentle and gentle.
"Auntie, don't let Lan Suo go. Zhi Yu will bully Ya Ya and Lan Suo." Fang Qingzhuo's eldest daughter said, "Don't think that Zhi Yu is pretending to be good now. He is very bad."
"No, I am bad to you. You are not my father's children." Zhi Yu said very arrogantly, "In the future, you will all have to marry me. For now, I will give in to you. When you grow up, you will know how powerful I am."
As soon as these words came out, Zhi Ning was about to explode again.
Fang Qingzhuo's eldest daughter said, "We're not interested in a brat like you!"
Dina smiled gently and said, "Lanso, Yaya, come out and play with big brother. Zhi Yu, take good care of your sister and brother! "
"I will, Auntie!" Zhi Yu clenched his fist tightly.
Then, the whole room was left talking.
Zhi Yu brought Little Ya Ya and Lan Suo out. After leaving the sight of the adults, Zhi Yu immediately ordered in a domineering manner, "Lan Suo, call me big brother!"
He definitely had to establish his dominance and confirm his position as the eldest among the three children.
Little Ya Ya snorted and turned her head to ignore him.
Lansol, who was less than three years old, obediently called out sweetly, "Big Brother!"
This "big brother" made Zhi Yu very happy. He immediately took Lansol to his room and showed off his baby. He generously said that no matter what Ya Ya and Lan Suo liked, he would give it to them.
So, the three children had a lot of fun.
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The Crown Prince of the Wing Clan was brave, loyal, humble, very handsome, and full of the aura of an artist.
Although in the past few years, because of decadence, his martial arts were somewhat neglected, but since the start of the war, he picked up the martial arts practice again. Now, his cultivation was not far from the level of his father, the king of the Wing Clan. So, for the Wing Clan, he was almost the perfect successor to the throne.
But this person was always melancholy. Even when he smiled, it seemed to be filled with a sense of sorrow.
Lan Ling knew the story behind him. Because of the division of the Wing Clan, he and his fiancée were not destined to be together. The two of them abandoned everything and eloped to a place where no one knew about. They spent a happy and sweet time together, and they had the crystallization of love. His wife was pregnant with his child.
However, good times did not last long. On the night of his wife's delivery, the king of the Wing Clan and the fake Wing King of the North found the two of them and tore the loving couple apart. They even burned the child they gave birth to alive …
Any man who was deeply in love would be destroyed when he encountered such a setback.
It was the same for the Crown Prince of the Wing Clan. In fact, he already had no love in life, but he had to fulfill his responsibilities. But he was still melancholy, which made the king of the Wing Clan very uncomfortable. He even regretted his actions in the past.
In the evening, Lan Ling summoned the Crown Prince of the Wing Clan.
"Crown Prince of the Wing Clan, Ling Yi, greets Your Majesty. Long live, long live!" The Crown Prince of the Wing Clan kowtowed.
Lan Ling looked at the painting on the table. It was drawn by Zhi Ning, and it was a painting of a beautiful Wing Clan woman.
At the time, Ashita Liren had brought Fang Qingzhuo, Zhi Ning, and her three children to the north to escape. They were chased by the Fliers of the Dragon Temple. In the process of fighting, Ashita Liren's body was devoured by the cold energy in her body, and she was completely sealed in ice.
Zhi Ning, Fang Qingzhuo, and the three children were in a desperate situation, and no one could save them.
But the beautiful leader of the Fliers, Dia Wu, let them go. She could not bear to attack Zhi Yu, who was only two years old at the time. She also could not bear to kill the mother of a child, because she also had a child of her own, a child whose life or death was unknown. She felt that if she let Zhi Yu go, then perhaps the heavens would take pity on her, and someone would appear to save her child.
Even if that was the case, the leader of the Fliers, Dia Wu, would die.
As such, the reason why Zhi Ning and her children, Fang Qingzhuo, and even Ashita Liren were still alive was all because of Dia Wu.
After entering the southern wastelands, Jinning had drawn Dia Wu's portrait over and over again, using Sauron's Sketch Realism Technique. After drawing dozens of times, Dia Wu's portrait had been reproduced on the paper, just like a photograph.
Not only that, but she also had Zhi Yu and Fang Qingzhuo's two daughters accept Dia Wu as their godmother.
After reuniting with Lan Ling, Zhi Ning told Lan Ling about this. At that time, Lan Ling had been quite shocked, but he had also felt a sense of warmth.
This was a type of fate, as well as a type of good karma.
When he had found Little Ya Ya, she hadn't even been three years old. The two Winged Race men and women who had been protecting her had died, and she had been surrounded by a few wolves.
At that time, Lan Ling had just been revived, and had been filled with despair and hatred. He had not been kind enough to save this little girl. However, after thinking about it, if he had saved this little girl, perhaps the heavens would have taken pity on him, and let someone else save his child.
Who would have thought that this was a cycle of karma? Two years ago, Little Ya Ya's mother had saved his son, Zhi Yu.
"Look at this portrait!" Lan Ling said.
The Winged Race Crown Prince stood up and walked over to take a look.
Instantly … his body trembled, and he froze there, not moving at all.
He couldn't hold back his tears as he breathed heavily, "Your Majesty … have you, have you seen her before?"
Lan Ling said, "Her name is Dia Wu, the leader of the Eros Pavilion in the Dragon Temple. She saved my wife, my son, and Ashita Liren. She didn't fulfill her duty in the Dragon Temple and let them go. Although she didn't know it, she was my son's godmother. "
The Winged Race Crown Prince hugged the portrait and sobbed.
"This is really a cycle of karma, and good karma begets good karma!" Lan Ling sighed, "Zhi Yu, bring your sister in!"
Zhi Yu walked in with Little Ya Ya in one hand and Lan Suo in the other.
Lan Ling went forward and picked up the little lass. She used her nose to pinch the little lass's nose.
"Hahahaha …" Little Ya Ya giggled.
Even the shocked Winged Race Crown Prince couldn't help but be attracted by Little Ya Ya's laughter, and he looked at her.
With just one glance, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he couldn't believe his eyes at all. Then, boundless ecstasy and excitement surged.
This was because the little girl in front of him was simply too similar to his wife, Dia Wu. This was especially so for the golden flame rune on her forehead.
Not only did she look like his wife, Dia Wu, but she also looked like the Winged Clan's Crown Prince. This little girl not only had her mother's elegance, but she also had her father's heroic spirit.
The Crown Prince of the Winged Race looked at Lan Ling inquiringly.
Lan Ling nodded and said, "Your father didn't really burn a child to death. Maybe it was just a cat or a puppet. He sent a couple from the Winged Race to take your daughter away to a remote place to live. However, the couple had been attacked and died, leaving the little girl alone and surrounded by the wolves. At that time, I had just been resurrected and had just set foot on the Southern Wilderness when I discovered this elf-like little girl. "
The little girl had long known that she wasn't Lan Ling's biological daughter. But she didn't care, because her mother loved her so much, and her grandfather loved her even more. She didn't lack love.
"Call me daddy …" Lan Ling said.
Little Ya Ya looked at the Winged Race's Crown Prince and felt strange.
The way this man looked at her was too warm and full of love. Little Ya Ya's heart softened, and she felt uncomfortable.
"Daddy …" Little Ya Ya Ya called out, then turned her head away unnaturally.
The Winged Race's Crown Prince couldn't speak, and he just reached out to the little girl.
Little Ya Ya hesitated for a while, then went forward and hugged his neck.
The Winged Race's Crown Prince hugged her tightly, but gently, and he suppressed his sobs as he sniffed his daughter's scent greedily.
At this moment, his dead heart suddenly came back to life. It was as if he had the whole world in his hands!
Lan Ling held Zhi Yu's hand and walked out quietly. Zhi Yu held Lan Suo's hand.
"Daddy, is Ya Ya Mommy Dia Wu's daughter?" Zhi Yu asked.
Ever since he was young, Zhi Ning had called Dia Wu godmother on the portrait. Later, he called her Mommy Dia Wu, because Zhi Ning felt that Dia Wu had given Zhi Yu a second life.
"Yes!" Lan Ling held the two children on his lap.
Zhi Yu asked, "What about Dia Wu's Mommy?"
"In the north, waiting for us to reunite with Ya Ya," Lan Ling said.
Zhi Yu thought for a while, and said, "I've decided, I won't marry the two sisters. When I grow up, I will marry Ya Ya."
Lan Ling was speechless, and asked, "Then why did you say that you wanted to marry the two sisters?"
Zhi Yu said, "I only have these two sisters in the Witch City, so I have no choice. After coming here, I found that Ya Ya is much cuter than the two sisters. "
Lan Ling laughed, "There are so many beautiful sisters in the Witch Country, how could you not have a choice?"
Zhi Yu said, "All the women in the Witch Country belong to daddy. I'm a filial son, so how could I steal from daddy?"
Uh … that made so much sense that Lan Ling was speechless. But wouldn't your mommy beat you up if you said that?
Lan Ling and Huan Yu were having a heartwarming conversation, while Lan Suo was only responsible for opening his eyes wide and listening attentively. He didn't interrupt, and would occasionally smile sweetly.
Lan Ling understood that he was in charge of acting cute!
… …
After Tigné came to the Balrog Empire, she spent most of her time organizing the army.
The Witch Country's warriors and Winged Clan's warriors were all very strong. However, they were different from the Death Warriors and Golden Warriors.
The Death Warriors and Golden Warriors were always organized into independent armies, while the Witch Country's warriors and Winged Clan's warriors needed to be divided into the various elite armies of the Balrog Empire.
Because every Witch Country's warrior and Winged Clan's warrior were precious seeds, it would be too wasteful to organize them all together.
Princess Tigné didn't try to avoid arousing suspicion, after entering the Balrog Empire, she directly went to war with the Balrog Empire's army.
At the moment, the reorganization of the Balrog Empire's elite army was in full swing.
When Lan Ling walked into her office, she was bending over her desk, doing her best to organize the army.
She sat very straight and didn't deliberately twist her waist, but the curve of her waist and buttocks was simply an arc drawn by the heavens, full of artistic aura, and at the same time full of sexiness.
Lan Ling stepped forward and hugged her waist.
Tigné continued to work, but she gently leaned into Lan Ling's embrace, lightly rubbing against him.
Lan Ling leaned down and kissed Tigné's small mouth.
Tigné stopped writing, stuck out her tongue and kissed Lan Ling deeply.
"I owe you a wedding, a big wedding, a wedding with only you," Lan Ling said.
"Mmm …" Tigné's voice came from her nose, very cute and innocent.
"Tomorrow we'll have this wedding, and take you as my wife, my only wife, okay?" Lan Ling asked.
Tigné was startled, her unparalleled face fell into a kind of cute state.
"Okay …" Tigné said: "But when I heard this, it seemed to bring back some kind of distant memory, but I can't remember it."
"Then don't think about it." Lan Ling kissed her again.
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