Early in the morning, outside Cyan Cloud Town, there was a gentle hill.

Halfway up the mountain, in a shabby temple, a strong figure stood beside a dry well.

He was 1.8 meters tall, neither fat nor thin. He was dressed in casual clothes, and his handsome face carried a hint of cynicalness.

He stared at Gu Jing for a long time without saying a word. He was obviously a 27 or 28-year-old young man, but he gave people an illusion that he had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

After a long while, Yang Ling let out a murky breath and said softly, "Alas! Nanke Dream? Reincarnation?"

Before, in order to avoid the pursuit of the loan sharks, he jumped into the ancient well, but unexpectedly, he was transmitted to the Cultivation World.

After more than a thousand years of cultivation, he had become an overlord with the Taoist Talisman. When he was undergoing the tribulation, he encountered the most powerful divine thunder of the Ninth Heaven, which drove him back to the day before he jumped into the well.

After a night of cultivation, he came here again. Gu Jing no longer had the ability to go to the Cultivation World, and he was no longer the Yang Ling who only knew how to eat, drink, and play in the past.

The rising sun shone on his slightly evil face. "No matter what, since God asked me to come back, let those who have schemed against me know that Perfected Immortal Wanfu is not someone to be trifled with!"

When he returned to Qingyun Town, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.

After leaving for more than a thousand years, Yang Ling was a little unaccustomed to seeing those people who were busy with their livelihood again.

Just as he was feeling emotional, a tender voice with a hint of sweetness interrupted his thoughts.

"PaPa, PaPa!"

Yang Ling was attracted by the high-quality children's voice. He turned his head and saw a mother and a daughter standing not far away from him.

That mother was very young, and she looked younger than Yang Ling.

She was 1.7 meters tall and wearing a dark purple suit, which perfectly showed her golden proportion figure in front of others.

She had a bee waist and long legs, and a pair of fish beak shoes on her feet. Her chest was so high that it looked like she was about to break free from the shackles of her white shirt. There was a large toad's mirror on her high nose bridge, which made it difficult for people to see her face clearly.

But just with this figure, Yang Ling gave him 90 points. If his perfect long legs were covered with black silk, oh...

She looked at the cute baby in her hand. She was about four or five years old, delicate like a doll.

She wore a pink princess costume and carried a small bag with a big mouth. Her eyes were big, her eyelashes were long, her nose was small, and her mouth was small. There were two dimples on her round face.

However, she was now pointing at Yang Ling with her little hand, as if she was saying, "Let go of me and I'll come over."

Yang Ling's eyes widened. "What's going on?"

In the past, he was indeed unrestrained and had also owed a lot of separation debts, but he did not leave a man and a woman behind.

After he went to the Cultivation World, his temperament had changed a lot. He focused on studying the Taoist Talisman and made himself the Perfected Immortal Wanfu. He didn't leave any children. How could someone call him father after he came back from the tribulation thunder?

Moreover, I've never seen such a beautiful woman. What the hell is going on?

He was in a daze, but the mother opposite him was extremely reluctant.

She didn't know why her daughter was called Yang Ling's father, but when she thought of what the master said last night, she was very hesitant.

"If we find the child's father, she may still have a chance of survival."

When he heard these words, Wang You was immediately stunned.

In order to resist the family to take her to the marriage, she used an extreme method—to test the babies, and then Wang Xin was sweet.

In other words, even if Wang Xintian had a father, she was only the owner of the little girl. How could she find him?

The master she found was very famous. It was said that there was nothing missing. But what was going on this time?

Just as she was at a loss and helpless and was about to leave Qingyun Town with her daughter, she unexpectedly ran into Yang Ling.

When he heard his daughter call him father and pull him over anxiously, Wang You immediately thought of the master's words.

"Perhaps this is fate! Since the child calls him father, let him accompany Tiantian on this last journey. Tiantian, don't blame me for being cruel. I really can't bear to face the scene of separation between life and death!"

Wang You's eyes were full of tears, but she tried hard not to let it flow down. She squatted down gently, kissed the prince's sweet forehead, and said with a slightly trembling voice.

"Tiantian, go look for Dad. I'm going to get busy. Don't forget to show him what's in your bag, okay?"

The cute girl did not notice her expression, but just wanted to find her father. She nodded her little head and ran to Yang Ling, who looked confused.

"PaPa, hug! PaPa, hug!"

Seeing the little guy reaching out his fleshy little arm to hug him, Yang Ling unconsciously squatted down and gently held her in his arms.

This hug made his eyes even wider, because he felt a strong blood connection, which showed that the cute girl in his arms did have something to do with him.

No matter what he thought, the cute girl put her arms around his neck, and her tender voice sounded in his ear.

"PaPa, why did you come to see Tiantian? I miss you so much!"

Yang Ling cleared his throat and suppressed the surprise in his heart. He asked softly, "Bing... Tiantian, how did you know that I'm your father?"

"Stupid Papa, I've seen you in my dream, hehe..."

"Uh..."

Yang Ling really didn't know how to chat. He had seen himself in his dream. "I'm not dead yet. How can I ask you to sleep in my dream?"

She thought, "I'd better ask my child's mother."

But when she looked up, she only saw a beautiful figure get in a car and leave.

Looking at the car getting farther and farther away, he was stunned. What was going on?

"Tiantian, why is your mother gone?"

"MaMa is very busy and doesn't have time to play with Tiantian. Now, Tiantian has a PaPa. PaPa, can you play with Tiantian?"

"I..."

Looking at the big expectation in the cute baby's big eyes in his arms, Yang Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment. In the end, he could only agree softly, "Okay, okay, Dad will play with you. Well... let's go back to Dad's residence first."

"Okay, okay, let's go home!"

Wang Xin waved his little arms and said in a loud voice. He didn't feel strange at all to his father, who he had just met for the first time.

But there was a stir in Yang Ling's heart. Even if he was struck back by the divine thunder, he would soon accept it. But in the face of this cute boy who was connected by blood, he could not calm down.

Yang Ling took a few steps forward in a daze. The cute baby in his arms suddenly remembered something and opened his big mouth and small bag. "Papa, there's something MaMa gave you here. Take a look."

"Oh?"

Yang Ling looked at the envelope in the small bag, but he was not in a hurry to look at it. Instead, he said to Wang Xin in a soft voice, "Don't worry, let's go back first. Tiantian, are you hungry?"

Wang Xin shook his head sweetly and said, "I'm not hungry, but I'm a little thirsty. I want to drink some drinks. MaMa didn't allow Tiantian to drink before. Can PaPa buy it for Tiantian?"

His innocent eyes were full of expectation, which melted Yang Ling's heart, but he didn't agree directly. He asked softly, "Why don't you give Tiantian drinks, mom?"

"Mommy said it was for Tiantian's good health."

Seeing that Wang Xin gave the answer with a sweet and thoughtful look, Yang Ling did not think much about it. He tapped her little nose and said, "Oh, mom is right, but it doesn't matter if you drink it occasionally. I'll buy it for you."

"Okay, okay..."

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