People write diaries in Douluo, and Bibi Dong criticizes them like crazy

The camera turned to Zhao Ling.

After he spent some time perfecting the eighteen realms of airspace, he returned to the Douluo Realm.

At this time, Zhao Ling found that his strength had been improved again, and the improvement was not ordinary.

The expansion and improvement of the eighteen realms of airspace within one's body seems to be directly related to the growth of one's own strength.

Zhao Ling carefully compared his current strength with his previous strength and found that his strength was almost three times stronger than before.

Moreover, in the future, the eighteen realms of airspace within his Dantian will expand and evolve independently.

To what extent it would reach, Zhao Ling didn't know.

Anyway, Zhao Ling felt like he was the creation god in the eighteen realms of air space in his dantian.

Moreover, the things he understood in the Eighteen Realms seemed to be applicable to the Douluo Realm, which he did not expect.

After coming out of the room Dong'er prepared for him, Zhao Ling went to Dong'er's Pope's Palace.

But unexpectedly, on the road, I saw a little boy about six years old.

When the little boy saw Zhao Ling, he rushed forward, hugged Zhao Ling's thigh, and burst into tears.

"Dad, Dad, why did you get out of seclusion? It's been five years, five whole years. Do you know how I got here?

Please send me back quickly, otherwise your beautiful son will be gone..."

"Five years? What five years?"

Zhao Ling didn't realize it for a while. It only took him half a day to go to the Douluo God Realm, and then he was perfecting the airspace of the Eighteen Realms.

Zhao Ling felt that he had only spent a few days at most, but five years had suddenly passed.

And who is this five- or six-year-old kid? Why do you call yourself daddy? What's so weird?

Zhao Ling observed the little kid carefully and found that the little kid did look somewhat similar to himself and Dong'er.

He wasn't sure if this little brat was his big boy, so he asked, "Little brat, are you Ping An's naughty kid?"

The little boy rolled his eyes at Zhao Ling as if he were a fool and said speechlessly.

"Dad, are you so closed-minded and stupid? You can't even recognize your own grown-up child?"

Also, I'm six years old now. You should have lifted the ban on flying from me, right? "

Damn it? ? ? Zhao Ling had countless alpacas galloping in her heart. Unexpectedly, it took him five years to perfect the eighteen levels of realm?

Are you kidding me? Five years have passed by. Those beauties in my family have to worry to death when they see that they haven’t been home for five years?

It's not that Zhao Ling is bragging. Although his beauties usually act very disgusted with him, they treat him like a ball, kicking him back and forth between their sisters.

But if I haven't returned to the mansion for ten and a half days, it will definitely make those beauties anxious and worried, and they may even think that they have been abducted by wild flowers.

When Zhao Ling went to the Star Luo Empire to hook up with the sisters Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing, it only took him more than a month.

After returning to the mansion, the beauties teamed up to ruthlessly exploit her for a while. The experience really made Zhao Ling a little uncomfortable to look back.

It had been five years since I left this time, and it was hard for Zhao Ling to imagine how severely he would be dealt with by those beauties when he returned to the mansion.

Before Zhao Ling could react to the five years that had suddenly passed.

I heard a clear and sweet sound like an oriole not far away.

"Brother, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly? It seems like you want my father to send me away?"

Zhao Ling followed the source of the sound and saw a thirteen or four-year-old girl walking over wearing a very delicate navy blue palace dress.

Look at her long blue hair and her beauty that is six or seven times similar to Xi'er.

Zhao Ling knew that this girl was his eldest daughter Zhao Mengyan.

In about five years, my daughter has grown much taller, about 1.7 meters tall, and her skin is as fair as jade. It seems that she is living a very good life in Wuhun City.

The daughter's almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, emitting a dangerous light. The naughty child Zhao Ping'an trembled suddenly, shook his head like a rattle, and said flatteringly.

"Sister, I, I don't mean anything else, I just said that you have been in Wuhun City for five years.

Xi'er's mother must also miss you very much. Don't you miss Xi'er's mother? "

"Hmph, I think it's none of your business whether or not your mother is there. You'd better not let me hear that you are always thinking about sending me away.

Otherwise, I will beat you every time I see you, absolutely without mercy. "

The daughter clenched her fists rather domineeringly and threatened the naughty boy Zhao Ping'an, making him terrified.

After threatening her brother, Zhao Mengyan turned her head to look at Zhao Ling, then smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"Dad, you are finally out of seclusion. Yan'er misses you so much..."

After saying that, Zhao Mengyan walked forward quickly, obviously wanting to jump directly into Zhao Ling's arms.

But when she was about to throw herself into Zhao Ling's arms, she paused and puffed up her cheeks in frustration.

She remembered the teachings her mother and Dong'er's mother had given her. Both her mother and Dong'er's mother told her that now that she has grown up, she must understand the principle of a eldest daughter avoiding her father.

No matter how much he wanted to get close to his father, he couldn't just throw himself into his arms like a little brat.

When Zhao Ling saw this, he nodded happily. It seemed that the child now understood the principle of a daughter avoiding her father, which was very good.

Zhao Ling gently raised her hand and rubbed her daughter's head gently, smiling.

"Daughter, that's not bad. In five years, your strength has increased to level 82. My father is proud of you."

"Well..." Zhao Mengyan nodded, and his originally depressed expression turned into a sweet smile.

"Dad, why did it take you so long to retreat this time?

It's been five years. I'm afraid my mother will burst into tears when she sees that I haven't been back for five years, right? "

"It's okay, I will explain it to your mother when we return to Poseidon Island.

I'll go meet your mother Dong'er first. After meeting her, I'll take you back to Poseidon Island. "

Zhao Ling gently stroked the top of her head, making Zhao Mengyan close her eyes comfortably, and responded sweetly: "Yes."

Then Zhao Ling took her daughter and son to meet Bibi Dong.

After seeing Zhao Ling coming out of seclusion, Bibi Dong immediately stood up from the papal throne, flew directly into Zhao Ling's arms, and asked dissatisfiedly.

"Smelly husband, why did you stay in seclusion for so long this time?

For five years, I thought something was wrong? Do you know how worried Dong'er is? "

Zhao Ling held Dong'er, who was becoming more mature but still young, in her arms and kissed her tenderly on the forehead.

"Silly girl, what can go wrong with me? It's just that I spent some time perfecting the eighteen airspaces in my body."

Bibi Dong raised her head and looked at Zhao Ling curiously: "Then... Husband, has the new divine world you mentioned been opened up?"

This opening up the divine realm was something she had never heard of. If her husband could really do this, it would be too powerful.