The Villains I Raised All Died

Chapter 183: The Daily Life of Dongling Ye Chen The End (2)

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Either Shaohua will not come back, as long as he comes back, he will be known to Dongling as soon as possible. But he couldn't hide in heaven for a lifetime, and starting another dojo would be too labor-intensive.

Therefore, it is better to die early than to die late, and Shaohua finally decided to seek death.

Then he went back to Shaohua Mountain.

Become a new semi-disabled.

And Diying took Diyan to practice Taoism at the bottom of the sea, year after year.

In their dreams, Diying became an old monk, and Diyan became a young monk.

Diying raised Diyan, and Diyan followed him all the time.

Diying is not a reliable master, but when difficulties arise, she will never give up her disciples.

All the pain in the dream is real, and they are not immortals, just mortals.

But in the dream, Diying will also give Diyan the delicious food, and will pass the thick clothes to Diyan in winter.

Di Yan initially rejected him, after all, he was someone who wanted to destroy his family.

After a long time, he was not someone who didn't know what to do. One winter, he saw Diying lying dying beside him, and he finally decided to put all his quilts on him.

When Di Ying Youyou woke up, she saw Di Yan, a little one, lying beside her.

He smiled gently: "Xiao Yan."

Di Yan looked up and looked at him with a complicated expression. Di Ying couldn't help but say, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Di Yan said with difficulty: "I decided, maybe, I can accept you."

"Accept me what?" Diying had a bad feeling.

Di Yan said with difficulty: "Father."

Diying: "..."

"Do you know," Diying gritted her teeth, "I've lived for so many years, and I haven't even been in love. I can't afford to have a son as old as you."

Di Yan: "???"

Years later, when Di Yan grew up, he finally realized how funny and childish what he and Di Xi did in those days.

At this time, in the dream, Diying was already a very old monk. He became an eminent monk in his dream, and Di Yan was his disciple and would take his place and become the next host.

Diying's face is old, and her skin is like dead wood.

"Master accompanies you on this part of the journey, and the rest of the way, do you know how to go?"

"I know." Di Yan smiled slightly: "I will finish it well."

As he said, after Di Yan left, within three years, he walked out of the dream.

When he opened his eyes, he was only sixteen. Diying was beside him and raised her eyebrows: "Wake up really fast."

Di Yan smiled, he closed his eyes, raised his hand, and summoned a Kunpeng.

"I have to go home."

"Row."

Diying nodded: "I'll wait for you here, the second dream."

Di Yan responded, got up and stepped on Kunpeng, riding the waves away.

When he appeared in front of the mountain gate, Ye Chen was playing a game with Dongling. Ye Chen was always impatient with this kind of thing, but Dongling loved it very much.

They promised each other, and in these long years, they have to take turns and gradually learn to like the things each other likes.

Relationships need to be managed, no matter how deep they are.

And Di Xi practiced swords beside them.

Di Xi is already the new swordsman genius after Dongling, and now Shaohua runs away when he sees her. When she was practicing the sword, the sword suddenly began to vibrate wildly. Di Xi felt something and raised her head.

Then she saw that a blue-clothed youth called Kunpeng came, and that Kunpeng had shrunk in size and looked like an ordinary crane. The young man sat cross-legged, his hands folded in his sleeves, as if he was taking a nap. The sun, moon and stars were painted on his clothes, his hair was tied behind him with a white belt, and there was a red mole on his forehead, exactly like Di Xi.

Di Xi looked at Di Yan, stunned there, while Dongling looked up and saw the handsome boy who seemed to be asleep, with tenderness in his eyes.

"Yan'er is home."

He said. Ye Chen followed his gaze and smiled.

"Well," she said with relief in her eyes: "Go home."

At this time, the boy slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes seemed to be filled with mountains, rivers, years, stars, sun and moon, as if this heaven and this fate were all spinning in his eyes.

He looked at Di Xi with a smile, and raised his voice: "Yunyou Juma is here, dare to ask if Lei Zhentian is here?"

Di Xi's face stiffened.

Now she already knows how lethal the name Lei Zhentian is to a girl.

However, she did not want to regret it the first time her brother came back, so she could only bite the bullet and said with difficulty: "In..."

Ye Chen burst into laughter, and Di Yan raised the corner of his mouth.

"Father, mother, sister," he said softly, "I'm back."

He is back.

The family was reunited, and so far the mountains and rivers have been gentle.

Like all good stories, they lived well and happily ever after.