Returning to the human world, the bright moon appeared directly.

Ding Ling stood in front of the window and looked at the lights in the community, and a feeling of being like a different life arose.

A second ago, he was making generous statements to a group of old antiques thousands of years ago, and the next second he returned to the busy modern society.

This really made him sigh a little.

"You've acted too much just now."

Ding Ling smiled and said, "I think it's okay... that elder is a human spirit. Didn't he say that the dwarfs live long? I guess he is eight hundred years old even if he is not a thousand years old... But no matter how old he is, he is afraid of pyramid schemes. How can he be seen through the kind of old antiques like him who can be put into museum exhibitions directly?"

"Just be proud..." Mingyue asked Ding Ling with anger and said, "Where are we going now?"

"Go home, let's get things done first. Youxutian, it's not a joke to start a war. Didn't the elder say that? They also need to contact the Jiuli tribe, the mermaids, and the Kuafu tribe. I thought that I would never be able to send troops in less than half a year. At that time, maybe my realm would be extraordinary..."

Ding Ling frowned again and said, "Compared with these, I am even more curious about why the old man said that I was a guide when he saw me - is there really something like fate?"

Mingyue looked at him for a few seconds and nodded heavily: "As the bloodline elf of the Heavenly Consort Bloodline, I tell you very seriously. There is! Everyone's destiny flows in the river of destiny above the nine heavens."

"Can I count my destiny?"

"Yes, I must wait until you step into the holy realm or even the earth level before I can travel through the nine heavens and pick up your destiny information from the river of destiny."

Ding Ling was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "It's too far away. Let's do the things in front of you first - do you want to go home with me?"

Mingyue asked back: "How did you arrange your identity for me? Say I am your girlfriend?"

"...Forget it, I don't want to be regarded as a pervert who molested girls."

"...Get out! I'm going to bed!" Mingyue returned to the tree of fate and really closed her eyes.

...

He sneaked out of the community quietly, and Ding Ling took a taxi home.

It was already past 11 o'clock in the evening. According to the aunt's habit, she must have gone to bed. So Ding Ling did not intend to alarm her. He took out the key from under the mat and unscrewed the security door.

The lights in the living room and bedroom are turned off, and it seems that the aunt is really asleep.

Just as Ding Ling reached out to touch the switch, his nose suddenly twitched, and a familiar fragrance came into his nostrils.

Before he could analyze the source of the fragrance in his mind, Ding Ling felt a gust of wind.

Bang!

"Damn!" Ding Ling pressed the switch with pain. After the light was on, Mu Hanling was wearing a pajamas and holding half a vase in her hand, her face full of surprise.

When Mu Hanling saw that Ding Ling's head was bleeding, she was also a little panicked and quickly put down the vase to find a tissue: "Why... why didn't you knock on the door when you come back?"

"I should ask you why you were at home! Didn't my aunt usually go to bed long ago? She didn't sleep well during this period, so I thought not to disturb her..."

Ding Ling took the tissue handed over by Mu Hanling and pressed it on his head, feeling so angry!

He fought alone to destroy the wolves, and it was fine if he jumped off a cliff more than a thousand meters high, but as soon as he got home, he was sneak attacked by a vase of Mu Hanling...

Grandma, it’s too embarrassing to say it out!

"After seeing Uncle Ding, my mother went back to her hometown. She was too tired during this period. I asked her to go back and relax for a few days." Seeing Ding Ling rubbing her head randomly, Mu Hanling pulled a stack of tissues to open his hand and carefully wiped the bloodstains: "Where have you been going these two days? Why can't the phone call be reached?"

"Didn't it be said that something is wrong?"

Mu Hanling continued: "If you have any questions, you won't remind you that you are not in the service area, right?"

Ding Ling was stunned for a moment, his lips curled up slightly, and he jokingly said, "By the way, are you caring about me... or are you going to care about me?"

Mu Hanling was also stunned, but she just snorted and gently pressed Ding Ling's wound.

"Damn it! Mu Hanling, you absolutely did it on purpose!"

"Who made you ungrateful? Sit on the sofa and don't move."

After throwing the tissue into the trash can, Mu Hanling turned around and returned to the door. After a while, she took out alcohol and gauze. She raised the alcohol and glared and said, "This is the intentional revenge on you!"

"Come on, when have you ever been afraid of you?"

Although he was not afraid, Ding Ling still felt that the moment the alcohol touched the wound... was so cool! But he obviously felt that although Mu Hanling's movements were a little clumsy, they were extremely gentle.

After applying alcohol, Mu Hanling put the gauze around his head and looked like a Japanese devil who was ready to work hard.

"Okay, wash your face yourself-did you have a meal?"

"Not...full." Ding Ling wanted to say that he didn't eat anything, but remembered that he did eat some pastries in the Dwarf country. However, compared to the current cakes, the dessert that was purely sugar-stopping in steamed buns is really unpleasant.

"I want to ask, what are you doing?" Mu Hanling was really angry. She stomped her feet, turned around and walked into the kitchen, and said as she walked: "I'm so annoying! I can only eat noodles!"

If it were changed before, Ding Ling would have said one sentence: "I want you to take care of it! I won't eat it anymore!"

But now he just smiled. It’s not that he has a good temper, but after practicing, he felt that there was no need to worry about these small details anymore - no matter how noisy Mu Hanling was, she was also worried that she would be hungry, right?

The noodles were soon served. Ding Ling looked at the noodles he had made for himself for the first time in recent years. He smiled and said, "It's rare... This must be taken as a souvenir to post on Weibo."

"Stop doing this, you eat and wash your own dishes, and I'm going to bed."

Ding Ling nodded, suddenly remembered the money, and he looked up and said, "Wait."

Mu Hanling turned around.

Ding Ling took out his bank card and threw it on the table: "You can take this to the aunt... It's better to let her come back and solve it early. By the way, we must come back from our previous villa!"

Looking at the bank card, Mu Hanling's eyes were full of shock: "You... are the money in it? How much?"

"It should be 50 million." Ding Ling lowered his head and ate the noodles quickly. I have to say that Mu Hanling's skill in cooking noodles is actually very good. A bowl of fried eggs has a good complexion and flavor, which makes Ding Ling's appetite wide.

"You! Where did you get so much money?" Mu Hanling rushed to the dining table. She grabbed the bank card tightly and stared at Ding Ling: "Have you robbed the bank? Have you sold drugs?"

"Damn! Can't you make money except for the evil ways? Can't I sell myself?"

"Yes, but you can't make 50 million in two days! Don't say you sell yourself, even if I sell yourself!" Mu Hanling didn't mean to let Ding Ling go at all. She said hurriedly: "Speak quickly, otherwise the money..."

"Okay, okay, you sell yourself... Tsk tsk, I really can't bear to leave you..." Seeing Mu Hanling's bad face, Ding Ling put down his chopsticks and said, "My mother's relics."

"Your mother's relics?" Mu Hanling was stunned: "What relics are worth so much?"

"You don't know if you say it... Anyway, the money is coming up well, and you won't bite people or burn your hands. And... we will have more and more money in the future... Of course, it's up to me to earn it." Ding Ling said, staring at Mu Hanling and said, "When my father comes out, he wants to continue fiddling with the company, so I will let him continue fiddling with a bigger one - I want to see which grandson wants to force my Ding family into a dead end!"

Listening to Ding Ling's confident words, Mu Hanling was confused. She held the bank card in a mess and stared at Ding Ling eating all the noodles.

"The skills are good!" Ding Ling wiped his mouth after eating the noodles, stood up and stretched: "Mu Hanling, to reward me... can you please help me wash the dishes?"

"You..." Mu Hanling was angry and thought that this guy had quietly brought 50 million. She snorted, then packed up the dishes and walked towards the kitchen. When she heard the sound of water coming from the kitchen, Ding Ling laughed and sat on the dining table thinking about tomorrow.

The sooner the governor and the better. With this relationship, at least they can get the news when they want to cause trouble. Then they have to take time to go to the ghost market to sell the meatballs they refined today, but this one can be taken slowly. If they just sell a batch, if they sell it immediately, they will probably not make much money.

There is also Youxutian. Ding Ling felt that even with the help of the Jiuli clan coalition, if you want to advance to the Beiyue Real Person Hall, it will be calculated based on years. You must know that this is equivalent to a world war... So now, it is the king to develop yourself first with the strength of several races in it.

At least, his realm needs to be improved quickly!

Just as he was thinking about these "world events", Mu Hanling's painful moan suddenly came from the kitchen.

Ding Ling quickly got up, walked to the kitchen and saw that Mu Hanling was bent down slightly, covering her stomach, her face full of pain.

"Damn...what's wrong with you?" Ding Ling walked forward, he was at a loss.

"It's nothing... I have stomachache." Mu Hanling waved her hand and slowly stood up straight. The expression on her face was a little ugly as soon as she took a step.

In my mind, Mingyue's voice came: "I'm going to have dysmenorrhea... idiot."

Ding Ling slapped his head! Although he didn't feel any pain in the dysmenorrhea, he knew that some people could really hurt to death when they hurt.

Without hesitation, he reached out and hugged Mu Hanling horizontally with a princess.

Mu Hanling was stunned and wanted to struggle, but her stomach hurt so much that she had no strength, so she could only let Ding Ling carry her into her bedroom.

Putting Mu Hanling on the bed, he took off his slippers. Looking at Mu Hanling's crystal round toes, Ding Ling couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

Mu Hanling said thank you weakly and said, "Please give me some trouble... can I bring the brown sugar water?"

Ding Ling glanced and saw a water cup on the desk.

After drinking a few sips of brown sugar water, Mu Hanling curled up on the bed, and the pain on her face did not relieve much.

Mingyue sighed in her heart: "I didn't expect to be such a troublesome thing as a woman. If I had known, I would have turned into a man."

Ding Ling shouted in his mind: "Your idea is very weird, sister... think about it, is there any way to cure this?"

"A piece of spiritual power, cover it in the palm of your palm, and then the spiritual power enters the body to massage the uterus... It's very simple, it depends on whether you dare to do it."

Ding Ling was stunned when he heard this!

Massage the uterus, wouldn’t it be necessary to touch the lower abdomen? If this were someone else... he thought it was OK, but this was Mu Hanling! An old opponent who had fought with him for countless years, she struggled to hold her just now. Will she allow you to reach her hand on her lower abdomen?

Just kidding!

At this time, Ding Ling saw Mu Hanling slowly squirming under the thin quilt. He thought he was massaging his lower abdomen. He gritted his teeth and walked to the bed.

Mu Hanling looked up at him and said weakly: "Help close the door."

This is obviously an order to expel guests.

However, Ding Ling was also humorous. He nodded, closed the door directly, and then returned to the bed.

Mu Hanling looked at him in confusion.

Ding Ling took a breath and sighed, "Forget it, good people do it to the end, I'll help you..."
To be continued...