Medical Sovereign

All this happened in a flash of lightning. As the old madman shouted out Xue'er, Ding Ning froze on the spot as if his whole body had been electrocuted, and subconsciously turned back to look at her grandma.

Grandma was trembling all over, but her eyes were bright and frightening. She stared at the old madman and said tremblingly: "Brother Dian...Dian? Is it...is it you?"

Ding Ning was shocked and looked at the old madman in disbelief. Could it be that this old man with abnormal brain is his grandfather - Ding Dian?

Sun Ningxiang was also confused. She looked left and right. She had no idea what was going on. This was the first time she knew she had a mother-in-law. How could she have imagined that the dirty old man in front of her could be her father-in-law? . The old madman had a look of confusion on his face. He suddenly grabbed his hair in pain and let out a roar like a wounded beast: "Brother Dian? Who is Brother Dian? Who am I? Who am I?"

Ding Ning's heart tightened, and he pushed his grandmother and mother into the room as if facing a formidable enemy. No matter whether the old madman was his grandfather or not, the terror of his madness still left him with lingering fears. How could he dare to take such a risk?

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"Who am I? Who am I?"

The crazy old man's eyes were confused, and there was a violent and terrifying aura all over his body. Even with Ding Ning's current level of cultivation, he was forced back by the terrifying pressure, and his heart was extremely horrified.

"Brother Dian, Brother Dian, I'm Xue'er, what's wrong with you? Why can't you remember who you are? You are Ding Dian, the most talented disciple of the Holy Sword family, and Xue'er's husband... …”

Lin Manxue cried and wanted to rush out of the room, but as soon as she reached the door, she was so oppressed by the terrifying momentum that she vomited blood and retreated violently.

Su Ningxiang noticed the terrifying pressure and knew that the situation was not good, so she hugged her tightly to prevent her from seeking death again.

"Who am I, who am I? Damn thief God, tell me, who am I?"

It's just that the crazy old man was in a state of madness at this moment and couldn't hear what Lin Manxue was shouting. He pulled out a large kitchen knife and slashed into the sky crazily, roaring like questions.

The sound was like rolling thunder, the knife moved through the sky, and with a click, a dark space crack was split in the sky.

The terrifying energy of heaven and earth surged crazily, quickly repairing the damaged world.

Large swaths of dark clouds formed in the sky, as if the end was coming, blocking the moonlight and starlight, plunging the entire world into darkness.

Countless tyrannical consciousnesses suddenly appeared, seeming to want to pry into what was going on here, but then they let out a horrified groan, hastily cutting off their consciousnesses, not daring to have any more peeps, because their consciousnesses They were all cut off abruptly, causing them to suffer instant backlash.

The biting wind howled, the invisible air waves surged, and the surrounding broken walls continued to collapse, flying sand and rocks, and splashing smoke and dust all over the place.

"What's the name of a ghost in the middle of the night?"

"Who is it? You're crazy. It's okay to set off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year. Why are ghosts crying and howling at night?"

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In the distance, there was a sound of shouting and cursing. It was the angry shouting of the residents of the small town after being alarmed, but it was covered up by the strange phenomena of the world and seemed so far away.

One word shocked the world and one sword shook the nine states.

Ding Ning opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He took a few steps back and sat down on the ground. He covered his chest and felt that even breathing became difficult. He looked at the crazy old man with horrified eyes. Is this the power of the immortal strong man? ?

Since he had received training to face the coercion of immortal-level powerhouses, he originally thought that the pressure of immortal-level powerhouses was just that, completely within the range he could bear, but it was not until this moment that he realized that the true immortality How terrifying is the super strong man.

His proud cultivation realm and powerful strength are as vulnerable as a frail baby in front of immortal-level powerhouses.

Ding Ning showed an unwilling and bitter smile, and finally recognized her grandma and mother. She thought she could have a perfect reunion year this year, but she didn't expect that not only did she not celebrate the new year, but she also died here in a daze. He felt so unwilling.

It would be fine if he died in the hands of the enemy because he was inferior in skills, but the person in front of him was probably his own grandfather. The grandfather and grandson had not even recognized each other, but his grandson died in the hands of his grandfather. How weird. Ironic enough.

The terrifying pressure enveloped him, making him paralyzed on the ground, unable to breathe at all, and even unable to speak a word. His internal organs were displaced, and large mouthfuls of blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Ding Ning was desperate. People and things he had interacted with flashed through his mind. His heart was filled with deep attachment and reluctance, but he really couldn't think of anyone else in the human world who could save him. , even if the Human Emperor takes action, I'm afraid he won't be an opponent of a crazy old lunatic.

"If life is just like the first time we met, you are just relying on me to like you. We have always had a shallow relationship, but our love is deep. In those years, who would have allowed us to grow old, like flowers and beautiful couples, like the passage of time, we can go back to the past, but we can't go back to the beginning. …”

Just when Ding Ning suffered a nervous breakdown and was on his deathbed, a heavenly singing voice seemed to be faintly heard in his ears.

The song was beautiful and sad. He swore that it was no less than the original mermaid totem's natural sound. The song carried a strange power that penetrated the depths of his soul, causing his dilated pupils to gradually regain focus. In front of my eyes, I could vaguely see grandma with tears streaming down her face, walking out step by step despite the violent pressure. Even though her steps were staggering and blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth, her steps were still firm and abnormal, and her singing never stopped.

Strangely, with the singing, the terrifying coercion emanating from the old madman began to fade away like a tide. He turned around and looked at grandma with his eyes dreaming. His confused eyes gradually regained clarity, and his lips pursed, He whispered repeatedly in a trembling voice: "You are Xue'er, I am Ding Dian, you are Xue'er, I am Ding Dian..."

"Brother Dian, poof..."

Seeing that Ding Dian finally regained his senses, Lin Manxue burst into tears. After crying, he opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. His whole body instantly collapsed to the ground.

"Xue'er!"

The old madman took a step forward and appeared beside her, reaching out to hold her in his arms. His eyes were filled with guilt and remorse as well as a sea of ​​deep affection.

Lin Manxue's face was pale and colorless, and she looked at the face she had been thinking about so much. Although she was much older, she could still vaguely see what she looked like back then. She raised her hand with difficulty to gently touch it. He caressed her face, but was unable to lift it up because of the severe trauma. The old madman grabbed her hand, took the initiative to put his face into her hand, and said distressedly: "Xue'er, I'm sorry that I have suffered so much for you all these years." ”

"I'm not bitter. Knowing that Brother Dian is still alive and well, I won't have any regrets even if I die."

Lin Manxue showed a thrilling smile. Even though the old face was full of folds and wrinkles, it still moved people. It was the natural beauty of the soul that comes from deep love.

"Ning'er!"

Suningxiang was not in the mood to watch the old couple show off their affection. She hugged Ding Ning, who was covered in blood, and cried heartbreakingly.

"Mom, I...I'm fine."

Ding Ning showed his teeth stained with blood and smiled to comfort him.

Although he was severely injured and his body was cracked, without the terrifying pressure of the old madman, the physical injuries were nothing to him who had a body of five elements. It was just a big cycle. , the injury is almost healed, but he vomited too much blood before, which made him look scary.

"Brother Dian, go and save our grandson, that's our grandson."

Lin Manxue then remembered that her grandson was still wandering on the edge of life and death, and hurriedly urged.

"Grandson? We don't even have a son. Where can we get a grandson?"

The old madman's face suddenly turned ugly. When he ran away from home, he had no idea that Lin Manxue was pregnant, so he took it for granted that Lin Manxue had betrayed him.

"You are so old, what are you thinking? I was pregnant when you left, but I didn't want to be a bondage to you, so I kept it secret from you. If I had known that you would be gone for more than forty years, I said Nothing will let you go."

Lin Manxue's pale face flushed like a girl, and she explained angrily.

The old lunatic's face was red. Although from a rational point of view, it had been forty years since he left, and it was understandable that his wife would remarry, but as a man, no one wanted to have green hair, so his first subconscious thought was His wife had cuckolded him, and now that he had explained it clearly, he suddenly felt embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

But what followed was a burst of ecstasy, and he murmured in disbelief: "I, Ding Dian, have a son, and now I even have a grandson, hahaha, great, great."

"What a fart, Ning'er was almost killed by you. If he did anything wrong, I will never forgive you."

When Lin Manxue thought of Ding Ning's almost death at the hands of her grandfather, she couldn't help but feel fear in her heart, and there was a cry in her voice.

The old madman scratched his head in distress: "But I don't know how to save people."

"I'm fine, grandma, but your injury is not serious. If you don't get treatment in time, you may be in a lot of trouble."

Ding Ning had already stood up with the help of his tearful mother. If it weren't for his slightly pale face and the shocking blood stains on his clothes, he would have looked like a normal person.

"Huh!"

The old lunatic let out a sigh, looked at Ding Ning in surprise, and then said with a proud face: "Haha, good, he is indeed my grandson, Ding Dian. He was injured so badly, and he seems to be fine. Not bad, not bad."

"My daughter-in-law, Su Ningxiang, has met my father-in-law."

Suningxiang smiled slightly and greeted respectfully.

Before, she hated the father-in-law who almost killed her precious son, but she was not an unreasonable person. She knew that there seemed to be something wrong with her father-in-law's mind, and it was not his intention. Now that Ding Ning was fine again, she could I feel relieved, and I still have to fulfill all the etiquette.

"Daughter-in-law? We all have daughters-in-law?"

The old madman seemed a little confused about how to face a creature like his "daughter-in-law". He scratched his head, looked at Lin Manxue and asked awkwardly.

"Plop!"

The three mothers were all amused by him. Lin Manxue said angrily: "Without a daughter-in-law, where would our eldest grandson come from?"

"Haha, that's true. It's just that the daughter-in-law here is too young and beautiful. I thought she was my grandson's daughter-in-law."

Perhaps it was because he had never interacted with anyone in so many years. Although the crazy old man was domineering when he was mad, he was still very shy when he was sober, scratching his head in embarrassment.

Seeing this unreliable father-in-law complimenting her in disguise, Suningxiang pursed her lips and smiled, and most of the grudge in her heart disappeared.

Ding Ning took out a pill and stuffed it into grandma's mouth. When he turned to look at the old madman, his face became serious: "Grandpa, what's your cultivation level?"

"Oh, I don't know what level my cultivation level is. Sometimes it is very low, but sometimes it is very high."

The old madman said with some distress, but he seemed to have become accustomed to it and didn't think there was anything wrong.

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