Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

"Ah Song Changjun saw a fist hit his face, subconsciously his hands in front of his face, was scared to shout.

"Daddy Qianqian was also scared, watching each other's fists fall toward his father's head.

However, at this time, a seemingly thin palm stretched out, a small gangster's fist, a hard squeeze!

This palm is wrapped with black veins. It looks extremely strange. It is Ding Yi's hand. He was dizzy before, but he also knew that the father and daughter were kind-hearted. Now that they are in trouble, Ding Yi naturally has no reason to stand by.

Click! A crisp sound, the little gangster's face changed, and his mouth immediately sent out a heartrending scream!

Hearing the scream, song Changjun opened his eyes. What he saw was the changed fist of the little gangster. His heart was shocked.

"Let me down." Ding Yi patted song Changjun on the shoulder and whispered.

Song Changjun realized that it was the young man on his back who didn't hit him just now.

Who the hell is he! Song Changjun doesn't know, but he knows that if he wants to escape from tiger brother's hand today, he must rely on this young man.

Seeing that his brother was beaten, several other thugs couldn't help but snatch up the guy and rushed towards song Changjun. At this time, Ding Yi also jumped off song Changjun's back.

Ding Yi staggers forward for two steps. His originally bent waist slowly stands up. The black veins all over his body seem to serve as a foil. Ding Yi is just like the devil coming from hell. At the moment when those punks rush in, he is like a wolf into a sheep!

"Ah!!! devil! He is a devil Within a moment, seven or eight of them were all lying on the ground, and there was only one person left. His face was full of panic.

Brother Hu's face changed. He didn't expect Ding Yi to be so able to fight. At the moment, he looked at Ding Yi's staggering appearance. He kicked the rest of the Punk's buttocks and yelled: "Grass Mud Horse, give it to me!"

"He's all like that, I'm sure not..." Tiger brother originally looked at Ding Yi's staggering appearance, thought he could not do it. But when he finished speaking, he swallowed it hard.

Click! With the sudden stop of tiger brother's words, Ding Yi pinches the little gangster's neck and hears a crisp sound. The little gangster's eyes are widened and his face is full of panic, but his body seems to have lost all his strength and is paralyzed on the ground.

Ding Yi walks slowly towards brother Hu.

"Don't come here, you stop!" Brother Hu is sweating on his forehead and stares at Ding Yi.

It's more frightening to see the black tattoo on his neck than to see the black tattoo on his neck.

"Poof!" Seeing tiger brother's frightened and fleeing back, Ding Yi stumbles and half kneels on the ground and squirts out a mouthful of black blood.

"Are you all right?" Seeing Ding Yi half kneeling on the ground, song Changjun hurriedly stepped forward, but he did not know what he thought of and stopped.

Qianqian grabs song Changjun's clothes and looks at Ding Yi secretly.

Aware of the frightened eyes of the father and daughter, Ding Yi sighed helplessly, turned his head slightly, took a deep breath and said, "don't worry, I won't hurt you."

"You saved us, how can we think you are a bad man?" Song Changjun's face was a little complicated. Looking at the wailing little gangsters around, he bit his teeth, took Qianqian to support Ding Yi, and said, "go back with me first."

Ding Yi didn't refuse. He now needs a quiet environment to break through to the martial arts realm as soon as possible. With the help of baptism during foundation construction, he can completely remove the toxins in his body.

Song Changjun's home is in this abandoned residential area. The house is about 80 square meters. When he returned to his home, it was getting dark.

Just returned home to smell a smell, a middle-aged woman came out, said with a smile: "Qianqian, quick into the room to eat, mom made your favorite braised pork!"

However, the smile of the middle-aged woman froze when she saw Ding Yi. She frowned and pointed to Ding Yi and asked, "what's going on?! Who is he? "

"Mom, this is a man we saved on the road. He just saved us!" Hearing his mother's words, Qianqian immediately said with a smile.

"He was dying on the side of the road, saving a life is better than building a seven level butcher, and I will bring it back." Song Changjun smile, see this middle-aged woman said, "wife, don't be angry, if it wasn't for him today, I'm afraid Qianqian and I won't come back."

"I'm too busy to help others?" The middle-aged woman looked at Song Changjun helplessly, untied the apron on her waist, lifted up the curtain and said, "come in quickly."

Although the middle-aged woman looked unhappy, she was actually very soft hearted. Seeing Ding Yi dying, she immediately took out the little money left at home to call for a doctor for him."Eat first. I'll get him a doctor." The woman served the father and daughter a meal and took out a stack of money from the house.

"Wait a minute." Just then, Ding Yi, who was lying on the bed against the wall, moved. He sat up with his hands on the bed board, shook his head and said, "don't bother. I'll be fine after a while."

"You think I want to show you, I'm afraid your disease will infect Qian Qian!" The woman snorted, but a trace of impatience flashed through her eyes, and she was about to go out with the money.

"Sister, I'm really OK." Ding Yi shook his head feebly.

Hearing Ding Yi's insistence, song Changjun sighed. He stood up and pulled his wife back. He said, "forget his wife. He doesn't look like an ordinary person. Let's do what he says."

At the thought of Ding Yi's appearance that he had done seven or eight people alone before, he couldn't help being frightened.

Song Changjun's wife looks at Ding Yi and stops talking. Finally, she has to give up.

"I'll go out and sit down for a while." Ding Yi gets up from the bed and staggers out.

Out of the door, there was a cool wind. He took a deep breath and came to the yard. He climbed slowly up the ladder to the roof of the house. He sat on the roof and looked at the night sky.

A moment later, Ding Yi closed his eyes and began to adjust his body state.

Even though the success rate of this state is not one in ten, Ding Yi is not in a hurry. He puts his heart in his heart and begins to empty himself and reach the state of emptiness.