City: Cultivating Immortals for a Thousand Years, Returning to Be a Dad

The bodyguard flew backwards, and Wang Hao was furious.

Looking at the bodyguard flying backwards, Wang Hao was instantly furious.

"Which son of a bitch...turtle...son of a bitch..."

But after seeing who was coming, his voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end he even lost the strength to curse. He stood there like a wooden chicken, trembling all over.

"An...Mr. An, I didn't know this was your woman. What I meant just now was that I was a son of a bitch." Wang Hao stepped forward and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and hurriedly explained.

He never dreamed that Yuwen Qian was actually related to An Ziping, which made him regret it so much that his intestines almost turned green. If he had known this, he would never dare to pursue Yuwen Qian again and drug her.

Although he was rich and his father was the underground king of half of Ningnan City, compared with An Ziping, he was simply an ant trying to shake a tree.

On the night of the auction, he clearly saw the little loli in An Ziping's arms defeat Lin Daoren of Qingfeng Temple with a fire phoenix.

This kind of strength was beyond Wang Hao's imagination.

And according to his father, he warned him that day that he could be as arrogant as he wanted, but he must not provoke An Ziping's family, otherwise his father would not be able to save him.

"Oh~ you said it wrong. She is not my woman." An Ziping said calmly.

What? ! No?

Wang Hao was relieved when he heard this, and he understood it in an instant. It seems that An Ziping also fell in love with this woman.

It seems that he doesn't have to die, Wang Hao was secretly happy.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a huge force coming, and his body hit the wall hard.

Then it was dark, and he heard the last sentence before closing his eyes.

"She is my sister-in-law."

Yu Wenqian stared at the scene in front of her with her mouth slightly open, speechless in surprise, and her heart was even more shocked.

An Ziping actually killed Wang Hao like this, and she didn't even know how An Ziping did it.

She was born in the Yuwen family after all. Although she didn't practice martial arts, she still knew some of the skills of martial artists.

But the means that An Ziping just showed were still far beyond her cognitive scope.

I'm afraid that her grandfather, who is a martial arts master, can do this.

But what puzzled Yu Wenqian was, how could An Ziping have such a strong strength?

And why did Coco in An Ziping's arms still look like she was used to it, as if she was used to it.

For a moment, her mind was a little confused, and as the drug began to take effect, a blush slowly appeared on her pretty face.

Her whole state gradually became blurred, and her eyes became watery, as if they were about to drip water.

"Aunt, what's wrong with you?" An Yueke blinked her big eyes and looked at Yu Wenqian curiously.

Yu Wenqian was now confused and could not hear An Yueke's question at all.

"Dad, what's wrong with aunt?" The little loli tilted her head and looked at An Ziping.

"Aunt is poisoned." An Ziping touched the little loli's head.

"Keke, concentrate and feel aunt's body to see if you can feel anything different."

"Yeah!"

The little loli responded obediently, then concentrated and carefully felt Yu Wenqian's physical condition.

Gradually, the little girl frowned, "Dad, my aunt's body is very hot!"

"Well, Coco, keep feeling it, don't stop." An Ziping said.

An Yueke followed An Ziping's words and concentrated on feeling Yu Wenqian's body again.

After a long time, the little girl opened her eyes, "Dad, there seems to be a gas in my aunt's body, which is very hot."

"By the way, Coco, the gas in my aunt's body is the toxin in my aunt's body.

Do you still remember the last time Dad taught you to wrap your teammates with spiritual power to prevent them from being attacked?" An Ziping looked at the little girl and asked.

"I remember. But Dad, what does this have to do with my aunt's poisoning?" The little girl asked with a confused look on her face.

"Now Dad will teach you how to treat my aunt. Just like last time, you use your spiritual power to wrap this gas and force it out of the body. My aunt will recover."

An Ziping patiently instructed the little girl how to do it.

"Yeah." The little Loli nodded seriously.

Then she used her spiritual power to help Yu Wenqian detoxify.

After a while, the little Loli successfully eliminated the toxins in Yu Wenqian's body.

"Yeah~ Dad, Auntie is back to health!"

The little Lolita cheered and jumped up.

"Haha, congratulations to our lovely Coco, you have made another contribution." An Ziping touched the little Lolita's head lovingly, and then praised.

"Hehe~" The little Lolita laughed happily.

"If a friend is poisoned in the future, Coco can save him like this!" An Ziping hugged the little Lolita and whispered.

"Yes! Coco remembers it! Hehe~" The little Lolita agreed happily.

"Huh~"

Yu Wenqian slowly recovered, slowly opened her eyes, and looked at the father and daughter in front of her with complicated eyes, feeling that they were both familiar and strange.

Although her head was a little dizzy just now, she still roughly understood what had just happened.

She didn't know what to say for a while. The father and daughter in front of her seemed to have many secrets that she didn't know.

"Let's go, I'll tell you slowly when we get back." An Ziping looked at Yu Wenqian and said.

After that, An Ziping took the lead and walked out. Yu Wenqian was stunned for a moment and followed him out.

When she came out of the door and saw that An Ziping's car was a Ferrari, she was startled again.

But she didn't say much, but silently carried the little girl into the car. She knew that An Ziping would definitely explain it to her tonight.

...

Southwest, Bazhong Province.

At the foot of an unknown mountain range.

A young man about 18 years old, with a handsome face and a thin figure.

He was carrying an ancient, faintly fluorescent long sword on his back, standing quietly in front of a tomb.

He said nothing, just bit his lips tightly, tears falling and dripping on the soil.

Suddenly, a breeze blew, blowing the bangs hanging down in front of his forehead.

His eyes moved with the breeze, looking towards the east, muttering to himself: "Dad, Mom, don't worry! I will definitely avenge you and will never let go of the murderer who hurt you two."

After that, he turned and walked towards a little boy about four or five years old who was carrying a broken sword not far away.

"Master, what should we do next?"

The young man bowed respectfully to the little boy and asked.

"I said, I'm not your master, I'm just accepting disciples on behalf of others. Let's go. If you want revenge, learn sword first!" The little boy said lightly, then turned and left.

The young man hurriedly followed.