Report to the lady! The young masters are madly infatuated with a village girl

"I must remind you that the reverse scale of an ordinary dragon is useless. It must be of royal blood." Bai Qiancheng added, "Also, if the reverse scale is removed, the dragon will die."

"What should we do then?" Yang Xining clenched his fists.

Actually, it’s better this way. She doesn’t know how to tell Dias that her mother has passed away.

Satan suddenly revealed his signature evil smile: "Don't we still have Adilde? Why don't we just capture him and remove his scales?"

"This……"

Yang Xining was a little embarrassed. Although she had no feelings for Adilde, he was the child's biological father after all.

Qingyan suddenly tugged at her mother's clothes: "Mom... is that bad uncle really our father?"

Yang Xining squatted down to look his daughter in the eye. "Biologically, yes. But his mind is controlled by the Qionglong. It's not the real him."

Qingyan pouted and said, "I don't want that bad guy to be my father! I want Daddy Mo, Daddy Yan, Daddy Lu, and Daddy Qi!"

The four men who were named had different expressions. Yan Tian coughed lightly and turned his face away, his ears slightly red.

Qi Lin happily picked up Qingyan, gave her a sweet kiss on the cheek, and praised her: "Xiaoyan is so good, it's worth it that Daddy Qi told you ghost stories to coax you to sleep."

Ye Wuhen glanced at the two children's faces, then turned to look at Yang Xining: "It seems that a lot has happened in the five years I was away."

Yang Xining shook his head helplessly: "It's a long story, I'll tell you later."

"Mom..." Qinglan's little face was full of anxiety, "I can sense that the bad uncle is now in the eastern sea..."

"In the eastern sea, that is, the East China Sea Dragon Palace?" Yang Xining was slightly stunned. She grabbed Qinglan's shoulders with both hands: "Qinglan, are you saying... you can sense his presence?"

Strange, wasn't Adilde sealed in the North Sea by his mother before she died?

"Yeah." Qinglan nodded.

"This is probably the power of blood. Qinglan inherited the bloodline of the Sea God." Lanling Chi explained.

Yang Xining looked up at Bai Qiancheng: "Mr. Bai, is there a teleportation array in the temple that leads to the East China Sea?"

Bai Qiancheng nodded: "With the 'Shrinking the Earth into an Inch' talisman left by Nuwa, I can take you to any body of water."

"That's enough." Yang Xining turned around and hugged the two children tightly.

"Qingyan Qinglan, Mom is going to disappear for a while, you must listen to your uncles."

Qingyan's little hands tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, tears streaming down her face: "Mom, we are waiting for you!"

Qinglan's eyes also turned red: "Mom, I will take good care of my sister."

Yang Xining kissed each child on the forehead and secretly injected a trace of divine power into their bodies as protection.

Mo Junli suddenly stepped forward, his voice low and firm, "One week. If I don't hear from you after one week, I will bring you back even if I have to overturn the entire ocean."

Yan Tian, ​​Lu Xinghan and Qi Lin also came over, and the four of them formed a warm circle, protecting Yang Xining in the center.

"Brother..." Yan Tian gently held her hand, his eyes full of affection, "After this time, don't push us away again, okay?"

Qi Lin approached from behind, his thin lips almost touching her earlobe: "You are now half god, half demon..." He chuckled, his breath hot, "Are you still afraid that a few of us 'mortals' will tear you apart and eat you?"

Lu Xinghan took the opportunity to hold her fingers and kissed the back of her hand devoutly: "Brother, this heart has long been engraved with your name..." He raised his eyes, with an unshakable obsession in his eyes, "We will wait for you obediently... But don't make us wait too long, okay?"

Yang Xining was surrounded by four people in the center, and his breath was filled with their intertwined scent.

She closed her eyes and finally sighed softly, "...Deal."

Not far away, Xiao Zongli nudged his brother with his elbow: "Brother, if you don't come forward, you won't be able to drink the soup."

Xiao Zonghe stroked the ring on his finger, his eyes deep: "What's the rush?"

He looked at the five people and thought to himself: With these four people around, getting close to Yang Xining is harder than climbing to the sky, but...

His gaze swept over Qi Yuxiao, Lanlingchi, and Ye Wuhen—three equally forbearing men.

The four people's eyes met in the air, and a dangerous tacit understanding was quietly reached.

If we join forces... maybe we can steal a heart from under the noses of those four overbearing guys...

After saying goodbye, Bai Qiancheng led the two to a stone wall engraved with ancient runes: "Place your hands here and think of your destination in your mind."

Yang Xining and Ye Wuhen placed their hands on the stone wall at the same time, and the runes lit up with blue light one by one.

A strong light flashed, and the two figures disappeared.

Mo Junli looked at the empty stone wall and clenched his fists unconsciously.

"Don't worry." Lu Xinghan patted his shoulder, "Brother will never let us down."

Mo Junli did not answer.

Qi Lin had already picked up Qingyan and was gently comforting the sobbing little girl.

Yan Tian stood silently beside Qinglan, his big hands on the little boy's shoulders, silently transmitting strength.

Lan Ling Chi elegantly adjusted his cuffs, a hint of dejection flashing across his eyes, but he quickly returned to his cynical smile: "Everyone, it's time for us to act."

Bai Qiancheng stood in the center of the temple, watching the group of people leave one after another, his ice-blue eyes unfathomable.

"The wheel of fate has begun to turn..." he whispered to himself, "Can the Chilong defeat the Qionglong this time?"

Lingling, the white fox in his arms, squeaked softly, and his black pearl-like eyes looked towards the east, where the first ray of dawn was piercing through the darkness.

Yang Xining felt dizzy and when he opened his eyes again he found himself in the dark deep sea.

The cold sea water instantly soaked through my clothes, and pressure came from all directions.

She instinctively activated her divine power, and a layer of light blue light shield formed on her body surface, isolating her from the sea water.

"You've adapted well." Ye Wuhen's voice sounded in his ears, with the ethereal echo unique to mermaids.

His naked upper body had distinct muscle lines, and below his waist was a silver-purple fish tail with a pearly luster, swaying gently in the water.

"You turned into a mermaid?"

Ye Wuhen's tail swam gracefully, circling her. "In the deep sea, this is more convenient."

He reached out and lightly touched Yang Xining's light shield, "Your control of divine power has improved greatly."

"After all, it's been five years." Yang Xining smiled, then asked seriously, "Where is the Dragon Palace?"

Ye Wuhen pointed downwards: "Follow me."

The two of them dived deeper into the darkness.

As the depth increased, the surrounding light gradually disappeared, leaving only the faint fluorescence emitted by Ye Wuhen's scales and the blue light of Yang Xining's divine power shield.

"These five years..." Ye Wuhen suddenly spoke, his voice was particularly clear in the sea water, "How have you been?"

Yang Xining thought of the battles in the Demon Realm, the disputes in the Sea God Realm, and the unexpected birth of twins: "It's very fulfilling."

"The children... are very cute." Ye Wuhen's tone was a little strange, "Like you."

"Well, thank you. Over the past five years, thanks to them accompanying me in the Demon Realm and the Sea God Realm, I haven't felt so lonely."

Ye Wuhen didn't look back, nor did he answer.

Silence spread between the two.

"We're here." Ye Wuhen suddenly stopped.

The sight before him made Yang Xining gasp—the once magnificent Dragon Palace in the East China Sea was now reduced to shattered ruins. Massive coral pillars collapsed to the ground, the mother-of-pearl-inlaid walls were covered in cracks, and the once dazzling crystal palace roof had completely collapsed.

"It looks like they've just been through a battle." Ye Wuhen swam closer to a ruined palace gate, "We should be careful."

Yang Xining followed him through the crooked palace gate and looked around vigilantly.

The Dragon Palace was eerily quiet, with only the faint sound of water flowing over the ruins.

"Do you think Adilide will be here?" she asked softly, her voice echoing in the divine power shield.