Ye Lingyue remained calm, nodded slightly, pushed the door open and entered.
Inside the room, Di Qiluo stood with his hands behind his back, and a chilling aura emanated from his body.
Ye Lingyue raised her eyebrows and walked forward.
"Young patriarch."
Di Qiluo turned around, her eyes fell directly on Ye Lingyue.
"Who the hell are you?"
Di Qiluo's tone was completely different from that in the daytime.
She squinted at Ye Lingyue, her eyes were full of temptation.
"Young Patriarch, I don't know what you're talking about."
Ye Lingyue also looked indifferent.
"Difeng has already told me everything."
Di Qiluo snorted coldly.
While speaking, her hand unconsciously touched the ring on her hand.
Ye Lingyue noticed this movement.
"I am Difeng's distant niece, and I have already explained to the young patriarch earlier."
She didn't seem a little flustered, and said lightly.
Ye Lingyue didn't think that Di Qiluo was telling the truth.
Difeng is a spy of the Heavenly Demon Court, if he really confessed everything, he himself will not escape the death penalty.
What's more, Difeng didn't know Ye Lingyue's true identity at all.
So facing Di Qiluo's temptation, Ye Lingyue was very frank.
"Shijia, it seems that there is nothing wrong with Diyue, you must be thinking too much."
Di Qiluo still trusts Di Yue.
For some reason, Shijia insisted that the other party had a problem.
The child Shijia became more and more ruthless.
Just like just now, he even wanted to kill Zhan Teng.
It was because of her repeated insistence that the child decided to spare Zhan Teng's life.
"Mother, you are too credulous. This woman is not simple."
In the ring, the male voice said displeased.
Just now, he used the power of the ring to emit star power.
Ordinary people from Ninety-Nine Lands would have already been shocked by this kind of deterrence, and the earlier battle is the best example.
When he let Zhan Teng go away through his mother's mouth, Zhan Teng didn't even dare to say a word.
But the woman in front of her, let alone fear, she never even had any fluctuations in her eyes.
In this case, there are only two possibilities. One possibility is that the other party has no cultivation base at all, so he cannot feel his star power.
Another possibility is that the opponent's cultivation base is high enough to resist his star power shock.
Zhan Teng thought that the woman in front of him should be in the second situation.
"Third Madam, I am very sorry about the Patriarch Shijia."
Just when he was in a stalemate with Di Qiluo, Ye Lingyue said suddenly.
When Tishaka was mentioned, Tikira was slightly taken aback.
"The death of Sakyamuni is not your fault."
Di Qiluo sighed, and a look of melancholy flashed across his eyes.
But that's just melancholy, not so much sadness.
Ye Lingyue saw Di Qiluo's reaction in her eyes.
As a mother, her only child died, and it was an innocent death, Di Qiluo's reaction was a little too indifferent.
Earlier, Di Qiluo didn't pay much attention to Di Shijia's first seven, which confused Ye Lingyue.
"Fortunately, everything has been settled. Congratulations to Madam for winning the position of Young Patriarch."
Ye Lingyue was full of confusion in her heart, but her face was full of compliments.
"How do you know that the position of young patriarch belongs to me?"
Di Qiluo's words became a little bit colder.
That's exactly the tone of the man in the ring.
Di Jingtian has not yet announced his decision to the public, but the woman in front of him has already determined that he is the young patriarch, which is quite different.
"I have already said that the young patriarch is an extremely noble face, and even the face of the old patriarch is inferior to the young patriarch."
Ye Lingyue put on the wand again.
"Shijia, I have already said that Diyue understands facial features, and she is also very skilled in medicine. She cured my mother's insomnia. She also figured out that I will have many children and grandchildren."
Di Qiluo said again.
"Mother, you only have me as a child, how can you have many children and grandchildren?"
Tishaka in the ring was dissatisfied.
A woman's family is a woman's family, and she actually believed such a magic trick.
"The dead Sakyamuni can be regarded as my child, your brother. Although he was just your substitute, and you have always looked down on him, he is still my adopted son. Over the years, he has been filial to his mother. .”
Thinking of that counterfeit Di Sakyamuni, before he died, looking at him with that extremely resentful gaze, Di Qiluo couldn't help feeling sad.
"If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer hardship before your eyes."
Ti Shika snorted and stopped speaking, apparently very dissatisfied with Di Qiluo's womanly benevolence.
In his opinion, that fake Emperor Sakyamuni was just a shield for him, and he didn't deserve to be called his brother at all.
Only those who are as strong as him and have noble blood are his brothers.
On the ring, the light dimmed and became dull again.
Di Qiluo knew that Di Shaka was not satisfied.
This child is still so arrogant.
The original intention of sending him to that person was for him to obtain higher cultivation resources and a higher status.
How could she have forgotten how cruel and ruthless your man is, Shijia has already been contaminated by his temper under his knees, if she is not his mother, I am afraid that he would not even be willing to look at her .
Di Qiluo felt distressed in his heart, and his temple couldn't help throbbing again.
"That ring..."
Ye Lingyue has been paying attention to the reaction of the ring on Di Qiluo's hand.
There was a flash of light just now on the gemstone on the face of the ring.
The icy aura on Di Qiluo's body also disappeared.
"Di Yue, come forward and do acupuncture for me. Today I worry too much, and my body is very tired."
Di Shijia disappeared, and Di Qiluo felt very uncomfortable after being disappointed.
Ye Lingyue stepped forward and pulled out her pulse.
"Young patriarch, what's the matter with your body?"
After Ye Lingyue felt her pulse, her expression changed.
"how?"
Seeing Ye Lingyue's complexion changed drastically, Di Qiluo couldn't help becoming nervous.
Bai Ri Di Qi Luo's extraordinary performance is naturally her own true strength.
But it wasn't because of the use of banned drugs, as Di Jinse suspected.
She didn't go to the witches in the mansion for a diagnosis, firstly because she didn't trust them, and secondly because the candidate for the young patriarch had not yet been determined, she didn't want to cause trouble.
"The breath in your body is disordered, and many tendons seem to be blocked."
Ye Lingyue had just diagnosed Di Qiluo's pulse more than a day ago. At that time, Di Qiluo was only overwhelmed with worry in a general sense, but now after the diagnosis, the tendons in her body have undergone earth-shaking changes.
"How could this be? It may be that I was exhausted during the day. Is there a way to unblock it?"
Di Qiluo also became nervous.
"Within one month, the young patriarch can no longer use his kung fu, otherwise, the tendons will not be able to bear the load, and the tendons will be broken, and the whole body will be paralyzed. The consequences will be very serious."
Ye Lingyue said with a serious face.