I, relying on the blood of Saiyans, entered the world of cultivating immortals

"Ouch! Damn it!"

Wu Li was so frightened that he jumped aside, patted his little heart and turned around.

"Daughter! Is it really you? You're finally back?!"

After Wu Li saw who was coming, he walked up to Wu Qingcheng excitedly.

He looked at his daughter carefully, with tears in his eyes:

"You seem to be getting fat."

A crow flew over Wu Qingcheng's head.

"Hey, Xiaotian, are you back too?"

Wuli discovered the existence of Ding Taichu belatedly.

"Boy, what kind of eyes are you looking at? You have a dark heart. You must have done something to be sorry for my daughter!"

As Wu Li spoke, he began to roll up his sleeves, looking furious.

Ding Taichu was speechless for a while.

I didn't say anything, I didn't do anything, so why would I be beaten?

"Father, his name is now Ding Taichu, not Lin Yitian."

Wu Qingcheng explained.

"Ah? Did you recognize your father again in the fairy world? I have to say a few words to you. It's the so-called parents who suffer from body, hair, and skin..."

"Father, you misunderstood, he lost his memory."

Just as Wu Li was about to start the long-winded speech mode, he was mercilessly cut in half by his daughter.

"Amnesia? Did you make a—wrong! Just pretend, tell me! Did you secretly do something sorry for my daughter! I'll beat you up!"

Wu Li expressed his disbelief and started to roll up his sleeves again.

Ding Taichu glanced at the golden number above Wu Li's head: 1.3 million.

Good guy, it's a bit powerful.

I'm afraid I can't beat it.

He once urinated himself and took photos.

Normally, the number above my head is about 3000 million.

After the move, the number will increase rapidly.

With the size of the strength, the increase rate is not exactly the same.

Others would change too, but not by as much a percentage increase as his.

Seeing that Ding Taichu didn't speak for a long time, Wu Li was even more angry:

"Okay! If you don't speak, you will acquiesce! Watch me throw an iron fist!"

Before Wu Li's fist was straightened, Wu Qingcheng casually fixed it in the air with a look.

"Father, where are you going so late?"

Wu Li froze.

Damn it, I couldn't get past this with such a hard-working performance.

"Cough cough, go out for a walk when you're full, digest food, yes, digest food."

"My daughter hasn't come back for a long time, and I have a lot to say to my father and mother..."

When Wu Qingcheng said this, he paused, his phoenix eyes fixed on Wu Li.

"Must, must, dad also has a lot to say to you, let's go, go home!"

With a haha ​​of force, he pushed the door open again and entered.

……

"What?! Amnesia?"

The princess looked at Ding Taichu in disbelief, and patted his head with some pity.

Ding Taichu subconsciously wanted to escape, but found that his body could not move suddenly.

Don't think about it, it must be a good thing done by the woman next to her.

Relying on his strength, he bullies himself at every turn, how abominable!
By the way, there is no number displayed on Wu Qingcheng's head.

Instead, it was replaced with two small golden words: General.

The concubine's hand fell on Ding Taichu's hair, and touched it lightly.

"What a poor child."

It seems to be petting a cute puppy.

The family of four sat in the small courtyard, listening to Wu Qingcheng's narration of the events of these years.

Wu Qingcheng chose to conceal the matter of her biological parents.

As for the other immortals and gods, they are fine. Of the three listeners, two have never seen them before, and one has amnesia.

At most, it's just yearning and curiosity.

But when I heard that there was actually a grandson (son) named Lin Nianqing.

The three of them were not very calm at the same time.

The old couple took their daughter and started a discussion on the topic of their little grandson.

Ding Taichu sat beside him at a loss.

I don't know what expression to put on.

He really couldn't remember any of the things Wu Qingcheng said.

Wu Qingcheng also said about the plan to use Dragon Ball to restore memory.

Wuli patted his chest on the spot to guarantee that he would wrap it on himself.

He was going to make arrangements early the next morning, but was kicked severely by the princess.

Let him go right away.

"Why don't I take Xiaoding out for a walk?"

Martial Force asked tentatively.

Wu Qingcheng and the concubine's mother and daughter naturally planned to refuse.

Ding Taichu who had been silent all this time suddenly said:
"it is good."

He didn't really want to go out and hang around.

I just feel very uncomfortable staying here.

They seem to have themselves in the topic all the time.

But the person they talked about was really very strange to him.

At this moment, he just wants to go out and blow some air, to be calm and calm.

Organize messy thoughts.

What a good son-in-law!
Amnesia did not forget to send assists for the old man!

"Go kid, go early and come back early."

The princess said softly.

The concubine had already spoken, so Wu Qingcheng didn't say anything more.

After Weng and son-in-law left, the mother and daughter continued to chat about what had happened in the past few years.

With force, he walked out of the gate of the palace.

Ding Taichu has learned a lot.

What is an arrangement?

Just find a guard at random, tell him what he is looking for, and then the guard takes orders and leaves.

The whole journey takes less than 1 minute.

This suspected old man is too unreliable.

Ding Taichu shook his head and was about to go back home, but was grabbed by force:
"Good son-in-law, where are you going?"

"Go back to sleep, isn't this all arranged?"

Ding Taichu replied with a blank expression.

"Don't, it's a long night. Sleeping is a waste of life. Brother... Uh, dad will take you to a good place."

Wu Li had a mysterious smile on his face.

Ding Taichu felt a bit cheap.

And a little lecherous.

"Where?"

"A place where you are guaranteed to never want to leave!"

……

"Xunmenglou..."

Ding Taichu looked up at the three large characters on the plaque at the main entrance of the small building.

The guests and girls who greeted and sent off brushed past him.

"How is it? Do you have any special feelings?"

Wuli looked Ding Taichu up and down.

Ding Taichu thought about it seriously, and replied:
"This restaurant... has a lot of women."

"Cough cough..."

Hearing his words, Wu Li almost choked on his own saliva.

Is this son-in-law a man?

Why is the brain circuit different from that of a serious man?

"Let's go, let's go in and talk."

Wu Li grabbed Ding Taichu's shoulder and walked in.

As soon as she entered the door, a half-aged lady with heavy makeup leaned over and said in a coquettish voice:

"Yo~~ Lord, you haven't been here for a long time, did you forget about my slave's house?"

After finishing speaking, the old women looked like they were about to cry.

Hearing that numb voice, Ding Taichu shuddered.

His stomach was churning, and if he hadn't eaten dinner, he might have vomited something.

"Oh, mother Wang, don't be sad, this king is here, don't cry, don't cry."

Wu Li let go of Ding Taichu, and went forward to hook Mama Wang's old shoulders.

Those movements are proficient, as if they have been practiced tens of millions of times.

How did he manage to...

Ding Taichu's stomach became more and more uncomfortable.