Although after a brief contact, Meng Fan discovered that Di Ling'er was not as vicious as she appeared... a monster.
But this kind of thing shocked and stimulated her too much, even though she knew she would do something crazy?
However, Meng Fan found that he seemed to have underestimated Di Ling'er's endurance.
After Di Ling'er's spirit left Meng Fan's body and returned to her own body, she maintained an extremely calm and indifferent attitude, without any signs of losing control.
Meng Fan felt that if this kind of thing happened to him, he would lose control. Who can bear it when the murderer of his mother who has been searching for many years turns out to be his father?
This stimulation is too great and immeasurable.
Although Di Ling'er's father did not mean to kill Di Ling'er's mother by mistake, no matter what the process was, the result was the same.
"Sister Di, are you okay?" Meng Fan asked cautiously.
After the "double cultivation" just now, Meng Fan's perception of Di Ling'er is actually a bit special, which is inevitable. After all, it is a kind of contact where souls and souls merge.
That feeling...
Therefore, when Meng Fan looked at Di Ling'er at this moment, he actually felt a little distressed. Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything to help, and he didn't even know how to say a word of comfort.
"I'm fine." Di Ling'er said calmly.
"By the way, I, Di Ling'er, keep my word and will not go back on what I promised you. Since you have indeed helped me find the murderer, I will look for opportunities to rescue your master from the hands of the Blood Soul Demon Lord in the future!"
After saying that, her figure suddenly disappeared from Meng Fan's eyes without stopping for a moment.
Meng Fan looked at the place where Di Ling'er disappeared and couldn't help but sigh, feeling a little sad.
Although he couldn't empathize with her, he could actually imagine Di Ling'er's mood at the moment. Anyway, he felt very uncomfortable and didn't run away.
At this time, she really needs to be alone!
Logically speaking, he should feel lucky that Di Ling'er left and had no more thoughts about him.
But at this moment, Meng Fan really had no such emotion at all. Instead, his heart was filled with discomfort, feeling uncomfortable because of Di Ling'er.
The most important thing is that the aura of Di Ling'er still remains in his soul at this moment.
This kind of aura was enough to double the strength of his soul, and Meng Fan didn't feel happy about it.
"Life is unpredictable. The big intestine wraps around the small intestine. There are surprises everywhere and helplessness everywhere." Meng Fan shook his head helplessly, and then put the Folding Immortal Sword into the storage ring.
Di Ling'er left in a hurry and didn't mention how to deal with the immortal sword. He could only keep it for the time being.
If you just leave it here, what if you lose it?
Anyway, the Zhexian Sword has been sealed, so there is no risk in keeping it for the time being.
It is worth mentioning that when I first came into contact with the Zhexian Sword, I not only saw some memories of Di Feitian, but also filled up the origin of the sword in my body.
This is still the Zhexian Sword in a sealed state. If the seal is released one day, the essence of the sword that can be absorbed will be even more terrifying.
No, if the seal is released, I will no longer have the ability to absorb the origin of Zhexian Sword.
"There is no danger yet in this imperial domain. Di Ling'er left me here. I have to find the leader quickly." Meng Fan murmured to himself.
He left here, and then spread out his consciousness to find the leader, but he did not dare to spread his consciousness too far for fear of bumping into a certain big boss.
After all, this is the legendary imperial domain!
You have to be careful and careful every step of the way.
After a while, Meng Fan did not find the leader. Instead, he met a young man practicing his sword in a forest.
To be precise, he should be described as a child, because he looks only eight or nine years old and has not yet reached the stage of a teenager.
However, Meng Fan did not look down on the other person just because he was a child, because this was the Imperial Domain, and perhaps such a small child was better than him.
I really can’t say for sure!
Just as Meng Fan, following the principle of doing more than doing less, was about to leave as if he hadn't seen the child, he suddenly discovered that the child was practicing the Shushan Sword Technique, and the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique.
Practicing demon-slaying swordsmanship in the demon world cannot be said to be inappropriate, but practicing demon-slaying swordsmanship as a demon clan always gave Meng Fan a slightly weird feeling.
The key point is that practicing Shushan Swordsmanship must have something to do with the leader.
Meng Fan subconsciously thought of the "Lin'er" the leader mentioned to Di Yu'er before.
If he guessed correctly, this child might be Di Lin, the child of the headmaster and Di Yu'er.
Since the head of the family calls him "Lin'er", it proves that the child's surname is not Lin, but most likely Emperor.
It should be said or not, but this makes the head of the family just like a son-in-law who comes to the door, and his son does not have his own surname.
However, given the identity and strength of the leader, it seems that it is not incomprehensible to join the imperial clan. There is a bit of a gap.
What's more, the leader has so many illegitimate children, and he really doesn't care whether the children have his surname or not.
"Little brother, are you Lin Jinghong's son?" Meng Fan asked the child.
The child stopped holding the sword in his hand, looked at Meng Fan warily, and subconsciously narrowed his eyes slightly.
At a young age, having this kind of vigilance is actually a good thing.
"Who are you?" the child asked Meng Fan with a straight face.
"Shushan disciple Meng Fan, Lin Jinghong is the leader of our Shushan Sword Sect. If I guessed correctly, you should be the leader's son, right?" Meng Fan said with a smile.
"Yes, I am Lin Jinghong's son, but my surname is not Lin, my name is Di Lin!" The child said to Meng Fan, his eyes looking at Meng Fan were no longer so wary, and were replaced by curiosity.
He knew that his father was the leader of the Shushan Sword Sect in the human world, but this was the first time he saw a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect. To be honest, he has been in the Imperial Clan since he was born and has never left the Imperial Domain. He occasionally heard his father tell some stories about the Shushan Sword Sect, and he was still quite curious about the Shushan Sword Sect.
Meng Fan, who was standing opposite, heard that this boy deliberately mentioned his surname as Emperor instead of Lin, and understood that this boy was probably aggrieved in the Imperial clan because of his father, the human clan leader.
Thinking about it, if he were the child of a human race and a demon race when he was in the Shushan Sword Sect, life would definitely not be easy.
"I just lost my way with your father. Can you take me to find your father?" Meng Fan asked Di Lin.
To be honest, he was quite lucky to meet the leader's son by chance. He originally thought that it would not be easy to find the leader in this imperial domain.
"Why should I help you?" Di Lin said expressionlessly.
"Uh..." Meng Fan was speechless.
This was a good question, but he really didn't know how to answer it for a moment.
"However, it's okay to let me help you, but you also have to do me a favor."
