The heavens: pushing across all realms

"Wife? Wife!"

Early the next morning, as soon as Feng Ji and Zhong Ling got up, they heard Zhong Wanchou yelling and screaming, and like crazy, he was using Qinggong in the yard to look for Gan Baobao everywhere.

When he saw Feng Ji and Zhong Ling coming out, he immediately jumped over and said excitedly: "Ling'er, have you seen your mother?"

Zhong Ling shook his head: "No, we just got up."

Zhong Wanchu immediately stamped his feet, with regret and anxiety on his face: "It's over, it's over, your mother must have gone to find that old white-faced guy. I knew it, I knew they were still in love, my baby, ah oh oh oh oh ...How can I live without you!"

Zhong Wanchou cried for his father and mother, beat his chest and stamped his feet, as if he was extremely regretful.

Feng Ji was speechless. No one could persuade him about this kind of thing.

It involves the emotional issues of the previous generation, but Baby Gan is really not a thing.

They were already married, but they were still unclear about their former lovers, and they took Zhong Wanchou as their main scapegoat.

Zhong Ling quickly persuaded: "Dad, do you know where mother has gone? Is it too late to chase her now?"

Zhong Wanchou suddenly woke up and said quickly: "Daughter, you are right, I have to chase her back!"

After saying this, he immediately flew away and hurried out of the valley. He seemed to have guessed where Gan Baobao had gone.

When Feng Ji saw this scene, he couldn't help but shake his head. He estimated that Zhong Wanchou went to the Dali Imperial City and found Gan Baobao, which was also a humiliation for himself.

"Ling'er, do you know about your mother?" Feng Ji asked tentatively.

Zhong Ling nodded: "Well, they often quarrel, and they don't shy away from me in front of me. It seems that my father suspects that there is someone outside, and he is suspicious all day long. But sometimes when I sleep, I often hear my mother calling someone's name in her dreams. It’s not my dad anyway.”

When she said this, she sighed: "Well, sometimes I can't figure out whether my mother likes my father or not. If she doesn't like it, why did she marry my father? If she likes it, why does she still hide it in her heart? other people."

"Anyway, I will definitely give you my whole heart, Brother Feng."

She was a wife for the first time, but when she said this, she still looked shy and threw herself into Feng Ji's arms.

Feng Ji couldn't help laughing.

Suddenly there was an urgent sound of fighting outside.

I saw a woman with outstanding figure, covered in black clothes, black skirt, and black veil on her head, turned over and jumped in.

Behind her were a large number of pursuers.

"You little bitch, you can't escape!"

"Even if you run to the ends of the world, you will never escape from our hands!"

The pursuer yelled and yelled angrily. Feng Ji couldn't help but raise his brows when he saw this scene.

Zhong Ling in her arms looked up and exclaimed: "Sister Mu!"

The woman in black shouted: "You still won't help?"

She raised her hand and waved her palm, and immediately a poisonous arrow shot out.

With a pop, an old woman was hit by an arrow and fell to the ground dead on the spot.

The poison on the poisonous arrow can be said to seal one's throat with blood.

Zhong Ling said quickly: "I'm here to help you."

She was about to take action, but Feng Ji held her down and said, "I'll do it."

Then he shouted in a deep voice: "Everyone stop!"

The internal energy surged and roared with the sound.

Suddenly, everyone was shocked, their ears were ringing, and they were dizzy. They were already shocked by this sharp shout.

Mu Wanqing staggered, holding on to a nearby tree trunk, and looked at Feng Ji in surprise.

Feng Ji ignored her, just looked at the group of pursuers and said: "Get out!"

The leader's woman's face changed slightly, and she clasped her fists and said, "Excellent efforts, sir. This girl has a blood feud with us. Can you please give me some face?"

Feng Ji sneered: "If you say one more word, your life will be spared."

Next to the old woman, a man couldn't help but said: "Do you know that my master... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Ji suddenly flicked his finger, and with a bang, his finger force instantly shot through his forehead, killing him instantly.

Everyone was shocked. The old woman was very angry, but she didn't dare to say anything nonsense. She hurriedly picked up the body and fled out of the valley.

Zhong Ling hurriedly ran to the woman in black and said, "Sister Mu, are you okay?"

She turned around and shouted: "Brother Feng, this is Sister Mu Wanqingmu, Sister Mu, this is my husband Feng Ji, Brother Feng."

Mu Wanqing was greatly surprised: "You got married? When did it happen?"

Zhong Ling's face turned slightly red: "I'm sorry about what happened yesterday. I didn't call you and your master."

Mu Wanqing shook her head and said, "It's okay. Even if you call me, I'm not interested."

After saying that, she looked at Feng Ji again and shouted: "Hey, you have good kung fu, don't bully her, or I won't let you go."

Feng Ji instantly had a bad impression of this woman.

At that moment, he said coldly: "Miss Mu, right? If it hadn't been me just now, you would have been arrested long ago. Instead of saying a word of thanks, you warned me here?"

Zhong Ling said quickly: "Brother Feng, this is not what Sister Mu means. Don't be angry."

Mu Wanqing snorted coldly: "Hmph, why are you so afraid of him? Men don't have any good things."

Feng Ji sneered: "You hate men so much, don't you have a father?"

"What did you say!"

Mu Wanqing was furious and raised her hand to shoot an arrow.

Zhong Ling hurriedly grabbed her and asked: "Sister Mu, please calm down and come to me? If you have anything to do, let's talk alone. He is my husband."

Zhong Ling was not afraid that she would hurt Feng Ji, but that if Feng Ji was really angry, it would be bad if he hurt Sister Mu.

Mu Wanqing sneered: "I really don't know why you married such a man. Where is your mother? I have something to do with your mother."

"My mother is not in the valley."

Mu Wanqing frowned and said, "Then give this letter to your mother. My master said that if she is not here, we will go to Dali first."

Zhong Ling was stunned, took the envelope, and said, "My mother seems to have gone to Dali."

Mu Wanqing nodded, turned around and quickly left the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations without saying anything else.

She comes in a hurry and leaves in a hurry.

He didn't even look at Feng Ji.

Feng Ji sneered in his heart, he could already recognize this woman's voice.

I had just arrived in this world, and when I was lying on the roadside, I heard the sound of horse hooves for the first time. It was the conversation between this woman and her master.

There is no such thing as a good man.

This kind of woman has a perverted mentality.

Her master is none other than Gan Baobao's senior sister Qin Hongmian.

Qin Hongmian hated Duan Zhengchun for abandoning him, so he lived in seclusion in the valley alone and gave birth to Mu Wanqing.

However, she did not recognize Mu Wanqing as her daughter, but regarded her as master and disciple.

Her attitude towards her daughter is harsher than that of Gan Baobao towards Zhong Ling.

When seeing Mu Wanqing, she will think of the scene where Duan Zhengchun abandoned her, so Chengtian instilled in Mu Wanqing the idea that men are not good things.

She even beat and scolded Mu Wanqing on the move, so that Mu Wanqing gradually developed her current temperament.

Feng Ji was not Duan Yu, and he would beat and scold such a woman.

If this woman dares to speak evil words to her, Feng Ji will definitely take action.

At this time, Feng Ji guessed that in the scene just now, it seemed that Master Mu Wanqing went to Gusu to assassinate Li Qingluo, and was chased by Li Qingluo's men.

Now they are back in Yunnan and have invited Gan Baobao to go to Dali, probably to kill Dao Baifeng.

Feng Ji shook his head, too lazy to deal with Duan Zhengchun's romantic debt.

After staying in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations for another seven or eight days, a figure flashed outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations and quickly came to the valley.

Feng Ji was sitting in the pavilion, playing with the lightning mink with Zhong Ling.

Seeing the person coming, he asked calmly: "Here?"

But Duan Yanqing ventriloquised: "Here he comes."

"Okay, I've done what you asked me to do, and now it's time for you to fulfill your promise to me."

Duan Yanqing nodded: "After I talk to them, I will help you obtain the Six Meridians Divine Sword."

Feng Ji said no more, and Duan Yanqing also sat in the courtyard, saying nothing.

Not long after, the valley door opened and a group of people walked in one after another.

The leader was a tall, handsome middle-aged man with handsome appearance and beard.

There were many people following him.

Gan Baobao and Mu Wanqing are both there.

Next to Mu Wanqing, stood a gorgeous woman holding two swords. She should be her master and mother Qin Hongmian.

On the other side, stood a woman dressed as a Taoist nun. She was in her thirties, very beautiful, and she bore a vague resemblance to Duan Yu.

This person should be Duan Yu's mother, Dao Baifeng.

In addition, standing next to Duan Zhengchun is a middle-aged man who is full of the majesty of an emperor.

This person must be Duan Zhengming, the Emperor of Dali.

Duan Zhengming was surrounded by many experts, probably followers.

Feng Ji ignored it, while Duan Yanqing stared at Duan Zhengming, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Baby, is he the one who captured Yu'er?"

Duan Zhengchun looked at Gan Baobao.

Gan Baobao's face turned slightly red, and the other women looked jealous and snorted coldly.

Gan Baobao said: "Well, I heard from my son-in-law that Duan Yu is in the hands of that evil man."

Duan Zhengchun looked at Feng Ji, then at Duan Yanqing, and couldn't help but said: "Senior, I'm Duan Zhengchun in Dali. I don't know how my child offended senior. I beg senior to be kind and let my child go."

Duan Yanqing shook his head slightly and pointed at Duan Zhengming: "Are you Duan Zhengming?"

Duan Zhengming walked out and said in a deep voice: "Exactly, this senior, where is my nephew?"

Duan Yanqing pointed at a house not far away.

Duan Zhengming's eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately flashed and was about to enter the house.

But as soon as he moved, Duan Yanqing suddenly raised his hand and pointed, with a pop, a finger shot out instantly.

Duan Zhengming hurriedly turned around and pointed with his backhand, and the two fingers collided and exploded.

The air waves rolled, Duan Zhengming's figure swayed slightly, and he was actually a little outnumbered.

His expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but said: "Senior, why do you know that my Duan family has a yang finger?"

Duan Yanqing ventriloquised: "How is your martial arts better than mine?"

Duan Zhengming's face turned ugly: "Your Excellency Wu Gong is slightly better, but if you want to take action, I can kill you."

Duan Yanqing said: "Yes, I have suffered the loss of being disabled after all. Alas, I didn't expect you to sit in this position and not give up practicing martial arts at all these years."

Although the sound coming from his belly was strange, he could still tell that his words were full of regret.

"Who are you anyway?"

Duan Yanqing whispered slowly: "My name is Duan Yanqing, and your position should be mine."

Duan Zhengming's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously took a few steps back: "I...I don't believe it!"

He immediately took action, and the two of them attacked dozens of moves in succession. Duan Yanqing used iron rods instead of fingers, using Duan family swordsmanship and fingering techniques.

The more Duan Zhengming fought, the more frightened he became.

Finally, the two of them struck again, and Duan Zhengming staggered back.

He was shocked and his face was full of disbelief.

But Duan Yanqing said, "Do you believe it now?"

However, Duan Zhengming clasped his fists and said, "Duan Zhengming, see you, senior."

Duan Yanqing: "You call me senior, ho ho ho, do you refuse to recognize me, or do you refuse to believe me?"

Duan Zhengming said in a deep voice: "This is related to the country. As the leader of a country, Zhengming should be solemn in his words and deeds. Zhengming has no children. This honor bears the heavy responsibility of the ancestral temple and the country. Please release it, senior."

Duan Yanqing sneered: "I am about to kill off the Duan family in Dali! I finally waited until today, how can I let go so easily?"

"Duan Zhengming absolutely doesn't allow it!"

"Hahaha, what if you don't allow it? Duan Yu is in my hands. You claim to be the emperor of Dali, but I only regard you as a rebellious official and traitor who seeks to usurp the throne. If you have the courage, just go and mobilize the Shence Army and the Yulin Army. . Let’s see if I die first or Duan Yu.”

Duan Zhengming's face suddenly darkened. As the king of his country, Duan Zhengchun could defeat Duan Yanqing as long as he joined forces with him, let alone mobilizing the imperial army.

But Duan Yu was in the opponent's hands, so he did not dare to take action.

Then he asked in a cold voice: "What do you want to do to let me go?"

"Hey, I want you to abdicate the throne to me and restore the legitimacy of the Dali Emperor!"

Duan Zhengming immediately snorted: "How can we just hand over our ancestors' inheritance to others?"

Duan Yanqing said angrily: "This is your inheritance, not mine? Return the property to its original owner, how can you give it away casually? I am being extremely lenient by not pursuing your serious crime of plotting to usurp the throne."

Duan Zhengming's face was gloomy, he snorted coldly, and could only retreat to the mouth of the valley.

Duan Zhengchun asked quickly: "Brother Emperor, isn't he willing to let me go?"

"There are other hidden things going on here. Let's talk about it when we return to the palace."

Duan Zhengchun was stunned and didn't know why, but he always respected his brother, so he could only endure his anxiety and wanted to withdraw from the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations.

At this moment, Gan Baobao suddenly stood up and shouted: "Daughter, son-in-law, what are you still doing here? Why don't you come out quickly?"

"Ah? Oh." Zhong Ling was stunned and stood up subconsciously.

However, Feng Ji gently held her wrist, turned to look at Gan Baobao, and asked with a smile: "Mother-in-law, father-in-law came to find you, why can't he be seen?"

As soon as these words came out, Gan Baobao's expression suddenly changed, and his whole body started to tremble slightly.

At this moment, Duan Zhengchun stretched out his hand and held Gan Baobao's wrist, comforted him in a low voice, turned to look at Feng Ji, and said: "My dear nephew, if there is anything you need, let's discuss it privately. You can take care of me first." Come here with Ling'er."

Feng Ji looked at Duan Zhengchun and then at Gan Baobao. The two men's adulterous and adulterous behavior was really disgusting.

He asked coldly: "Prince Duan, my father-in-law is Zhong Wanchou. When did he become your nephew? Where are my mother-in-law and my father-in-law?"

Gan Baobao's eyes dodge, not daring to look at Feng Ji.

When Duan Zhengchun saw this, he felt heartbroken and immediately said: "My dear nephew, it's a long story. Master Zhonggu... alas, he entered the palace to assassinate the king and was accidentally killed by my guard..."

When he said this, his face was filled with regret.

Feng Ji's face darkened, Zhong Wanchou was actually dead.

Zhong Ling even screamed out, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Mom, he... is what he said true? Dad... dad... he..."

Gan Baobao's eyes were red, he nodded slightly and burst into tears.

Duan Zhengchun stepped forward and stroked her back, comforting her softly.

This scene fell in the eyes of several other women. Although they were jealous, they did not speak.

Everyone seemed to feel pity for Baby Gan.

Feng Ji's eyes showed a cold expression.

As soon as Gan Baobao lost her husband, he threw himself into Duan Zhengchun's arms.

Her husband died because he went to find her. She knew that Zhong Wanchou was angry with Duan Zhengchun, but she still went to find Duan Zhengchun.

I'm crying right now, I don't know if I'm really sad or happy.

The name Qiao Yaocha is not something a good person should get.

None of these women, Duan Zhengchun, is good.

Feng Ji sneered: "What a prince Duan, Valley Master Zhong is my father-in-law, how can you settle this misunderstanding?"

"Also, when you say these words, should you let go of Mrs. Zhong?"

Feng Ji no longer calls Gan Baobao's mother-in-law, and refers directly to Mrs. Zhong.

Gan Baobao's face suddenly changed slightly, he stood up straight, looked at Feng Ji, and couldn't help but said: "How can you talk like this? I am Ling'er's mother."

Feng Ji sneered: "Hahaha, are you worthy of being a mother? Okay, let me ask you, should I avenge Ling'er for killing his father?"

Gan Baobao's breathing suddenly stopped and he didn't know what to say.

She was still afraid of Feng Ji.

But I heard Duan Zhengchun say: "This matter started with me, and I should bear all the blame."

Feng Ji sneered: "How will Prince Duan be responsible?"

"I... Master Zhong Gu will bear all the expenses for his family's daily life. From now on, Miss Zhong will be my daughter."

"Hahaha, what a great Prince Duan, you killed someone, and now you want to take advantage of his wife and daughter?"

"My Ling'er doesn't need you to take care of her. You should take good care of Mrs. Zhong."

Feng Ji had a sneer on his face, how could he not understand Duan Zhengchun's thoughts.

This guy may have been happy for a long time. He killed Zhong Wanchou, Gan Baobao threw himself into his arms, and Zhong Ling was his daughter. He took her back to raise her, getting the best of both worlds.

It is really shameful for such a shameless person to wear a suave appearance and have a distinguished family background, flirting with women everywhere but not marrying him home.

Gan Baobao's face turned pale with anger. He pointed at Feng Ji and wanted to say something, but suddenly he staggered while holding his forehead.

Duan Zhengchun quickly supported her and called anxiously: "Baby? Baby?"

He immediately said: "Quick, let's go back first."

Feng Ji watched the group of people leaving in a hurry and sneered in his heart.

With his level of cultivation, how could he not see that Gan Baobao was clearly pretending to be fainted just now?

Obviously, she couldn't handle the situation, so she used this to escape.

Zhong Ling lay in Feng Ji's arms, crying softly, not knowing what to do.

Even though Zhong Wanchou was not good to her, he was still her father, but her mother obviously still had an old love for that prince. She was only seventeen, how could she handle such a thing.

Feng Ji patted her on the back and said, "You don't have to worry about these things in the future. Just wait until we return to Jinghu Palace and live your little life comfortably."

Zhong Ling felt that only Feng Ji was kind to her in the world.

After saying this, Feng Ji looked at Duan Yanqing and said, "I've seen you, but they don't recognize you. What are you going to do?"

Duan Yanqing ventriloquised: "I will help you seize the Six Meridians Divine Sword Atlas, and you will help me regain the throne."

Feng Ji nodded: "Okay, let's talk about the plan."

"Master Kurong of Tianlong Temple is my uncle. I will enter the temple and become a monk under the pretext of repentance, and try to steal the sword manual."

Feng Ji laughed: "How do you want me to help you?"

"After I get the sword manual, someone will definitely stop me. You stop those people."

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