Capítulo 1377: Chapter 1411: Father and Daughter Bond – Blood Angel
The other side…
Midnight in Zhonghai—the lights inside the villa were bright, and the courtyard was quiet, with almost no sound except for a few occasional strange noises.
Three figures gradually erged from the darkness of the night, then they stopped, halting at the villa’s periter.
All three had similar height, build, and aura, making it difficult to discern their facial features in the night…
“I wonder if that big white dog is still around. Back when we fought for the Magic Bracelet at the Greek Altar, that big white dog nearly took my life. It’s truly laughable to encounter it again after five years.”
Among the three, a thin man with defined facial features twitched his lips as if recounting that past event.
“Dark, the white dog you’re talking about, is it the Eastern Demon Mastiff?” The old man seed to recall the events of those years. After five years, it was tough for soone who endured the rigors of the Dark Prison daily to rember those bloody mories.
“Yes.” Jia Zhenjing nodded, his sharp eyes flickering.
He could sense the powerful presence inside the villa, which was clearly that of the handso guy.
However… his brow twitched as he sensed another presence, equally powerful, flashing by…
“Could it be that there’s another Sub-Saint Realm expert inside?”
Jia Zhenjing murmured to himself.
“What’s the matter? Is there any change?”
Nangong Shui asked worriedly, frowning. He had only one daughter; if anything happened to her, he’d surely go mad.
“It’s nothing. Maybe it’s just my imagination.”
He had clearly felt another strong presence filling the villa but then it disappeared again. This made Jia Zhenjing feel very strange.
“Nangong Shui, you finally ca back. Aren’t you going to go in and see your daughter?”
Jia Zhenjing teased, smiling and holding a cigarette, standing quietly outside the villa, his deep-set eyes fixed inside, afraid of missing anything.
“Forget it. Since she’s living well now, why should I appear again?”
Nangong Shui’s aged face turned green, his heart extrely troubled.
He also wanted to see his daughter in person, but so things were beyond his control. If he t Nangong Bing, she would certainly not let him leave again.
If one day, Nangong Shui truly died, wouldn’t that harm his daughter?
Would he let her be sad once more?
“Don’t you really want to see her even once?” The old man also felt it was inappropriate to et. eting again and then leaving would cause more sadness, so it was better not to et.
“Sigh… forget it. I won’t see her.”
Nangong Shui lowered his head, let out a heavy sigh. His heart was in turmoil, ultimately deciding to give up the idea of eting, treating it as if he never saw her.
“That’s also fine. eting is not as good as rembering. Leaving again will only add another layer of sadness. It’s better not to et than to et.” Jia Zhenjing said sternly. Then he took the lead and turned around, leaving the villa.
Nangong Shui’s eyes turned red, and his soft heart felt as painful as if it were being cut by a knife. Nangong Bing held the position of a baby in his heart.
Encountering his ho but not seeing her. Such a feeling was sothing no one could understand.
Because people like them were destined to sacrifice for the martial arts world and their nation.
In the face of martial arts, who doesn’t abandon their small family for the sake of everyone?
“Woof woof woof…”
Inside the villa, the handso guy, who had been sleeping, suddenly pricked his ears, and his green eyes shone with two flashes of brilliance. He quickly got up from the ground.
He ran to the rooftop, looking at the ink-black night sky. His eyes were filled with dense confusion.
Sniffing lightly, the handso guy wrinkled his nose humanly, as if in thought…
After putting down her phone, she looked lost, lying on the sofa. She closed her eyes, pondering over the issue.
Just now, Lin Zifeng’s words ‘I miss you so much’ were truly uplifting, extrely pleasant, and heartwarming to hear…
But now a problem appeared.
After the call ended, she inexplicably felt lonely again. Previously, she never felt lonely and even enjoyed solitude, liking the clean and neat feeling of being alone.
But now, she couldn’t enjoy it. Instead, she felt truly uncomfortable being alone…
…
On the other side in Dragon City, after hanging up the phone, Lin Zifeng also felt uneasy.
He missed his wife and really wished he could spend the rest of his life holding her.
“Kid, are you married?”
Just as Lin Zifeng was lost in thought, Xidu suddenly appeared behind him, leaning in closely with that breathtakingly beautiful face.
“No.” Lin Zifeng shook his head, speaking with utter sincerity.
Looking at that perfect face, it was fine if Xidu didn’t speak, but once he did, it was truly stomach-turning.
“Kid, lying will make your little Ding-ding shrink. Speak with your heart.”
Xidu was very earnest, his lively eyes fixed on Lin Zifeng; he didn’t fully believe Lin Zifeng’s claim of not being married.
“I really am not married,” Lin Zifeng said calmly.
In this situation, if he revealed his marriage, it would surely cause so problems.
“Fine, fine. That’s your personal matter. If you’re unwilling to tell , I won’t bother asking,” After saying this, Xidu turned and walked towards his own courtyard.
Leaving Lin Zifeng to continue pretending as if it were the truth…
The next morning, just as Lin Zifeng woke from his sleep.
Wang Chongyang and Wang Xiaomin called several tis, wanting Lin Zifeng to visit the dicine King Hall again.
To be honest, Lin Zifeng really didn’t like crowded and noisy places. That day he ca and left in a hurry, creating a myth among everyone, and many wanted to see what the legendary healer of ‘Skin Touching Technique’ looked like, but unfortunately, they missed out for several days.
To avoid it, Lin Zifeng casually found an excuse to dodge it.
Wang Chongyang understood the situation well; in the first place, Lin Zifeng appearing was already a great help to them. Asking him to co again would’ve been unreasonable, so Wang Chongyang didn’t insist.
Just as he was planning to visit the Mu Family that day, Beiming Yu found him early in the morning.
Beiming Yu leaned against the threshold, her purple dress accentuating her figure, cinched at the waist with a white belt hanging on her soft waist.
Following her snowy neck upwards, her delicate features were so tender that you wouldn’t believe she was already a mother of two daughters.
Especially her enchanting and alluring eyes, blinking with a faint tempting charm, making it hard for anyone to resist.
“…”
Lin Zifeng paused, his eyes wide open.
Could it be that Beiming Yu was in heat today?
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