Grandpa Supreme

Chapter 3 Goodbye Daughter
Xin Zhao, who was inside the Void Gate, couldn't calm down for a long time.

One because he will be able to see his own sister and mother again soon, and he can guard this family with the power of a fairy king.

The second is that it is difficult for him to accept that Ling Yun is the man with the killing mask. Just now, Ling Yun is like the big brother next door, gentle and gentle.

And that masked man is a devil, like a devil from an ancient evil place, dominating the nightmares of countless strong men.

If he didn't know that he was because of his daughter, he would have no doubt that Ling Yun had a dual personality.

In a remote alley in Huaxia Jiangbei City, a figure flashed here.

Before Ling Yun appeared here, he purposely sealed [-]% of his own strength, so as not to destroy the blue star with the power released carelessly, and he also enveloped the entire blue star with his spiritual consciousness.

When strength is needed, it can be untied at any time, trivial matter.

This dress is not good, it will scare little Qianqian, the hair is too long.

It doesn't match the original me at all, no, I want to cut my hair and dye it, I want to change my style, my consciousness has been swept away, and little Qianqian hasn't woken up yet.

Ling Yun thought in his heart that he had a lot to do and estimated it would take two to three hours.

If I have strength, I am a cow. My mother no longer has to worry that I will not be able to make money. I will sell diamonds to get money first, then cut my hair, buy clothes, milk powder, and vegetables, and do what I say.

Ling Yun walked into a jewelry store.

On the opposite side came a beautiful waiter with seven or eight looks.

Her eyes were beautiful, she smiled at Ling Yun, and bowed slightly, very politely.

She didn't despise Ling Yun for wearing weird clothes and long hair that was seriously inconsistent with modern times. In her opinion, the other party might be an actor.

"Hi sir, do you have anything to buy?" came a faint local accent.

"Oh, hello, I want to ask if your shop accepts diamonds."

"A diamond?"

"Yes, I'm short of money recently and want to sell a diamond."

"Well, let me explain to the manager."

After a while, the beauty led a chubby man over, pointed to Ling Yun and said, "Manager, this is the gentleman who wants to sell diamonds."

"Sir, hello, my surname is Zhang, I am the manager and store manager of this branch." He extended his hand while introducing himself.

"Manager Zhang, hello, my surname is Ling." Ling Yun also extended his hand to shake the other party.

"Mr. Ling, is it convenient to take out the diamond for confirmation now? We need to confirm the authenticity and value."

"Convenience, convenience." His right hand took out a sparkling diamond from his pocket and handed it to the manager. Ling Yun was not surprised at such a request, be careful to make Wannian ship.

The beauty took the diamond and walked out. The manager warmly invited Ling Yun to the office, made a cup of tea, and handed it to Ling Yun. Ling Yun also picked it up and tasted it carefully.

Manager Zhang looked at Ling Yun who was so calm, and thought to himself, "He doesn't seem to be worried about the diamond being transferred at all." In his heart, he regarded Ling Yun as a rich second generation.

Worried about being transferred?

nonexistent.

His storage ring has a large mountain of diamond mines, so he doesn't have to worry about such a small one. Besides, whoever dares to break ground on his head, wouldn't it be too long for the birthday man to hang himself.

But he has already begun to accept that he is an ordinary person, and he will not do anything casually.

So he still kept an eye on it, paying attention to every move with his spiritual consciousness the whole time.

Half an hour later, the beautiful woman came over with a contract and had a few words with the manager.

"Mr. Ling, the results are out. Your diamond is a rare purple diamond, weighing 300 carats, with a market value of [-] million. Can you really sell it to this store?"

"Well, bring me the contract." As he spoke, he filled in his signature in the blank space of the contract, and pressed his fingerprints. After all the formalities were completed.

Lingyun's bank card received 2000 yuan, and the rest was a cash transaction of 90 yuan. Because he didn't have a mobile phone, he couldn't receive messages, so he directly explained to the manager that he didn't have a mobile phone with him.

The manager was also very surprised that Ling Yun didn't care whether the money arrived or not, Ling Yun's image as a rich second generation grew in the manager's heart.

Before leaving, the manager gave him a membership card and a business card with manager Zhang's phone number on it.

After leaving the jewelry store, he casually threw the bag of money into his space.

It took Ling Yun another hour to change his image, with light silver hair, a celebrity face, a famous brand, and handsome.

Many beauties on the street came up to ask for their mobile phone numbers, WeChat, and men all wished to replace them.

Ling Yun went to the baby store again and bought a lot of milk powder.

Although the quality of the milk powder is too poor, he can barely make do for a few days, and he bought fabrics, so he plans to design some clothes for his daughter.

Now that she has strength, of course she can't wrong the little princess, Ling Yun, who is happy in her heart, buys vegetables and rushes to the rented house.

Walking downstairs, I ran into two acquaintances, aunts and uncles, but none of them recognized Ling Yun. Ling Yun greeted them warmly and went upstairs.

"Aunt Zhang, hello, Uncle Lu." The two old people left behind to look at each other, such a handsome guy lives upstairs from us?
New here, but how do you know what our name is?really weird.

Open the door, everything in the house is still there, the wallet is still there, the mobile phone is still there, and the computer that was damaged by lightning is also there.

Looking at the girl sleeping soundly on the bed, I feel very uncomfortable. I don't know how much I have suffered when I left her a child here. Little Qianqian, my father is back.

Walking to the bedside, he touched his sleeping daughter. He clearly knew that this was not a dream, nor was it caused by evil spirits. He really came back, ha ha!

Seeing the mess in the house and the rubbish everywhere on the ground, this is the environment before he left, he frowned, and waved a divine power in his hand, the house was clean and completely new.

If Sissy wakes up and asks me where I went, how can I explain it, my brain hurts, my brain hurts.

Ling Yun hammered his head, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his left hand. The palm of his hand suddenly turned black, forming a black vortex. After a few seconds, a palm-sized creature appeared in his hand.

The creature in front of him is not a cat or a dog, but a famous beast in the God Realm, the Flame Tiger.

"Fufu, master, you are finally willing to let me out." Little Huzi screamed excitedly.

Ling Yun patted its tiger's head with his right hand, "What's the name of the ghost, it made my daughter fall asleep, you idiot."

"Hoo hoo!" Little Huzi covered his head, and suddenly he didn't dare to speak out.

"Little Huzi, your task is here. From now on, you will become a French dog. The size should be as big as it is now. The task is to play with my daughter. I will temporarily seal your language ability. You can only communicate with my spiritual sense." , understand?"

As he spoke, he pointed his finger at its head, imprinting the appearance of the French dog into its mind.

Little Huzi transformed into a French dog, and even stuck out his tongue to lick Ling Yun's palm

At this time, a baby-like voice called "Papa!" interrupted his communication with Xiao Huzi. The little princess was only a little over two years old, and when she saw a familiar figure, she ran over and hugged Ling Yun's thigh.

This "Papa!"

How familiar.

Ling Yun was choked with sobs, although no one could recognize this handsome guy as Ling Yun
But Xiao Qianqian recognized it immediately.

As expected, it was his own. Ling Yun put down the little tiger, bent down and picked up Xiao Qianqian, and kissed her tender face.

"Sissy, do you think about Dad today? Yes, give me another kiss."

"Well, I thought about it. I didn't see Papa when I woke up just now. Did Papa go out to play, or didn't want to take Qianqian out to play?" He rubbed his eyes with both hands, and they were still red.

"Dad just went to buy you a pet. Look, this is the puppy that Dad bought for you. Isn't it cute? Dad didn't go to play, otherwise why didn't he take our cute little princess with him?" Ling Yun petted He patted Sissy's head.

Only then did Sissy notice this "French dog". Looking at the cute miniature French dog on the ground, she liked it very much. She immediately broke free from her father's embrace and picked up the little French dog.

"Papa, I really like this puppy, does it have a name?"

"Yes, the old uncle who sold it to me called it Little Huzi, I think it's quite good."

"Little Huzi, you have to be good in the future, or I won't give you food, hehe." The little princess threatened.

"Okay, Sissy, we won't eat takeaway today, we'll make it ourselves today, dad will cook for you"

In the cognition of the little guy, papa can cook?I usually eat takeaway with my dad.

During this period of time, the amount of milk powder that I love to drink has been reduced, and it is all my fault for my bad dad. I spent all the money my mother gave me, and the baby felt bitter, but the baby didn't say anything.

What kind of expression is this?

Don't be disgusted.

Ling Yun looked at her daughter's disgusted expression, your father's cooking skills are at the level of a master.

Got it!

despised by his own daughter.

"Well, Sissy, don't eat too much later."

After leaving these words, Ling Yun didn't intend to talk anymore, so Ling Yun walked into the kitchen and started to get busy.

The little guy ran to watch cartoons by himself, and the poor little guy found out that the computer was broken by lightning. He pouted, rolled his eyes, and looked at the French dog lying on the ground.

When Xiao Huzi was stared at by her, he suddenly felt that it was not a good thing.

as predicted.

Poor little Huzi has an adult IQ but is playing a boring game of bocce with a child.

Of course, Xiao Huzi also protested during the period, but was ruthlessly rejected by Ling Yun. Just kidding, the most important thing is for my daughter to be happy.

(End of this chapter)