I already have the golden elixir, you tell me this is the whole Dharma?

"Wow, what a cute little girl, Brother Bing, where did you kidnap her from?"

Ye Bing brought Xiao Ying'er back to the Ye family, and the family's mascot Ai Tutu jumped in front of Ye Bing.

"This is my daughter, her name is Ying'er." Ye Bing said.

Upon hearing this, Ai Tutu was stunned, as if he was petrified.

"Brother Bingbing has a child? It's not mine."

Ai Tutu muttered a few words, then ran out crying.

"What's wrong, Auntie?" Xiao Ying'er asked curiously.

Ye Bing reached out and touched Xiao Ying'er's head and said:

"Don't worry about her, she will be back soon."

Sure enough, Ai Tutu, who had run out crying a few minutes ago, ran back again.

"Xiao Ying'er, look at your sister, no, auntie has prepared a gift for you!"

Ai Tutu took out a limited edition plush doll that she treasured.

When Xiao Ying'er saw this, her big watery eyes suddenly lit up, but she still looked up at Ye Bing.

"Take it."

"Well, thank you, Auntie!" Little Ying'er was very happy holding the plush doll that was bigger than her.

"So cute~ What a pity" Ai Tutu blinked and his eyes fell on Ye Bing.

Ye Bing rolled his eyes and ignored Ai Tutu's look which said, "I want one too, give me one."

"Where are Tutu, Jiaojiao, Ning Xue and the others?" Ye Bing asked.

"Should we call them back?"

"Well, shout it out. I don't intend to hide it." Ye Bing said as he rubbed Xiao Ying'er's head.

"Oh, I'll go and shout then."

After saying this, Ai Tutu ran out again.

...

About half an hour later, all the girls of the Ye family gathered together.

Looking at the little girl who was having so much fun playing with Ai Tutu, everyone had a strange look on their face.

Ye Bing disappeared for nine months and came back with a two-year-old girl?

"Ye Bing, whose child is this?" Mu Ningxue asked.

"Mine."

"I'm asking about the mother."

".Tang Yue."

Upon hearing this, the girls looked at each other in bewilderment. They had actually been robbed by Tang Yue!

Of course they knew who Tang Yue was.

We used to run into each other quite often, but we haven't been in touch until the last two years.

However, at this moment, a graceful girl in cheongsam suddenly interrupted:
"Wait, I understand the reason, but why did you bring me to the family meeting?"

"Lingling, stop fooling yourself. Do you think you can escape? It's only a matter of time." Apas, who was just there to watch, yawned and said.

When Lingling heard this, the corner of her mouth twitched and she closed her mouth.

"So, where is Tang Yue?" Mu Nujiao asked.

"She is shy and doesn't dare to come." Ye Bing said, touching his nose.

He didn't lie. In the morning, he wanted to bring Tang Yue and Xiao Ying'er back for a showdown, but Tang Yue backed down and refused to do so even if he was beaten to death. Ye Bing did not force her, but brought Xiao Ying'er back first.

"Hmph, since you don't dare to come, just let your daughter play as the forward." Jiang Shaoxu groaned.

Ye Bing looked at Jiang Shaoxu helplessly, then said, "Why are you here? Have you finished looking for the totem?"

"Not yet. But it will be soon. No, don't change the subject, you..." Jiang Shaoxu looked at Xiao Ying'er who was playing with Ai Tutu in the corner, and then lowered his voice and continued: "You brought her back, do you want to 'recognize your ancestors'?"

"What else? Should I keep my daughter outside?" Ye Bing rolled his eyes, then said seriously, "Although I know this is very unfair to you, I still hope you can treat Xiao Ying'er as your own daughter and don't let her suffer any grievances. Please."

The girls looked at each other, and finally Mu Nujiao spoke up: "That's no problem, but..."

"Just what?"

"We want one too!"

"Hiss, let's talk about this later!"

……

……

Three days later.
Ye Bing rubbed his aching waist and came to Feng Zhoulong's residence.

"Old Feng!"

"Hey, you're back? I thought you were dead outside." Feng Zhoulong was very surprised when he saw Ye Bing.

"Old Feng, can't you say something more auspicious? By the way, how many Gates of All Living Things have been produced?" Ye Bing asked.

"We are currently equipped with a legion of 3,000 people, all of whom are high-level mages." Feng Zhoulong said very proudly.

"Three thousand can release high-level fusion magic? Not bad." Ye Bing nodded.

"What do you mean by okay? These three thousand people can match the firepower of a city, okay?" Feng Zhoulong said dissatisfiedly.

Ye Bing shrugged and did not refute, but just looked at the laboratory with some curiosity.

"Where's Saga?"

"She said that she wanted to go to the Holy City to take a look, and then never come back." Feng Zhoulong said.

Ye Bing was stunned. Going to the Holy City? Has he returned to the Holy City?

But it’s better this way. At that time, Shaka will take control of the holy city. Given Shaka’s personality, she is much stronger than Michael and his group.

Michael and his group regard human forbidden spells as the cancer of the world, and their goal is to eradicate the cancer of the world.

They must be mentally ill. The emperor didn't care, but was focusing on the forbidden spells other than theirs.

Especially when the coastal countries were threatened by the sirens, the Holy City did not react at all, not even sending any reinforcements. Instead, it focused on the forbidden spells of various countries.

"Oh, okay. Then you just keep up the good work. I estimate that in the near future, you, Feng Zhoulong, will be famous among all the grassroots mages." Ye Bing waved his hand and left Feng Zhoulong's residence.

Feng Zhoulong was also very happy to hear Ye Bing's flattery, but he soon realized that it was wrong. What does it mean to be a famous grassroots mage? Are the top leaders not worthy?

But Ye Bing had disappeared.

...

"Holy City. Su Lu should kill Su Lu first. After all, I promised the Black Dragon Emperor. Now more than a year has passed, and it's time to fulfill the promise." Ye Bing murmured after thinking for a moment.

At this moment, Qin Yuer's voice sounded beside him.

"Ye Bing? Are you free? I want to talk to you."

Qin Yuer was wearing an exquisite dress. The hem of the dress was as light as clouds and fluttered in the wind, contrasting beautifully with her long hair.

"Talk? Okay, where to go?" Ye Bing asked.

"Come with me."

Qin Yuer turned around and led the way to a bungalow near the welfare home.

"Here we are. It's a bit simple. Sorry to bother you." Qin Yuer said.

"It's pretty good, very warm. What do you want to talk to me about?" Ye Bing asked.

"He's dead, isn't he?" Qin Yuer asked.

Ye Bing was silent for a moment before saying, "He died a long time ago, didn't he?"

"I mean, he disappeared along with that evil spirit, didn't he?"

Ye Bing nodded helplessly.

Qin Yuer got Ye Bing's answer, a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes, but at the same time she felt relieved. (End of this chapter)