I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

"Children!!"

"Hey, you can finally come back! Do you know that these days, you can worry about your aging mother!"

"I heard that the whole northwest is not too flat, especially the town of the town is even more messy! This is another mountain shake, and it is the demon king, it is too scary!"

"Fortunately, my son is still a monk, safely back, God bless, ancestors bless you!"

When Yang Fan entered the house, he was surrounded by his mother for a long time. He was pulling in his body and watching him come back all the way. This gradually calmed down, but the eyes were red.

These days, she was really worried, and she didn’t sleep very hard for a few days. Her bags were heavy.

"Okay, my son is safe, it is a good thing, crying and crying!" Yang went out from the back of the kitchen with a bowl of eggs, reprimanded Zhao Linglan, and then looked at Yang Fan with a smile: "Sail The child is hungry, come and come, Dad just gave the good egg noodles, and hurry to pad the pad!"

Yang Fan’s heart is warm and warm, and the feeling of going home is really good. It’s better to be warmed up by my father and mother.

"Thank you mom, thank you dad!"

Seeing that Yang Chao put the big bowl of egg noodles on the table in the hall, Yang Fan’s locusts were hooked up, thanked Yang Dad’s mother, and then kissed Yang’s white face. Then I went to the table and began to eat noodles with a big mouth.

To be honest, Yang surpassed the current level of cooking and Yang Fan compared to Yang Fan, it is just a few streets, but Yang Fan is also delicious to eat this egg noodles, always feel that there are endless memories of childhood, and Yang Da Not good at showing the love of the child.

Speaking of art and literature, Yang Fan is not eating noodles, but Yang Da’s heart is an endless family.

"You, this child, are so big and so naughty!"

After being sneaked by his son, Zhao Linglan’s mood instantly became pleasant, and he glanced at Yang’s jealousy that was jealous, and he was very proud.

Sure enough, my son is still the closest relative to her mother, hey, just don’t kiss you, look like a big scorpion, who sees who is disgusting!

Yang overturned his head and did not see it.

"How, son, dad's craftsmanship is good! This is a demon egg that is specially reserved for you, and the spiritual power inside is rich!"

Yang surpassed his **** to sit opposite Yang Fan and smiled and watched Yang Fan gorging.

As a chef dad, Yang’s favorite thing to do in this life is to watch a pair of children screaming at the food he made, and his face looks satisfied.

"Nothing to say!" Yang Fan gave Yang Chao a thumb while eating. "Dad's craft is really more and more praised!"

Yang surpassed and laughed, and vanity was satisfied in an instant. He couldn’t help but smugly turn to Zhao Linglan’s eyes.

Zhao Linglan did not smack his eyes and turned his eyes. He was a young man. How could he be as childish as a child? It’s going to be praised by his son. Is it amazing?

Zhao Linglan also stepped on the side of Yang Fan and asked Yang Fan with concern: "I didn't say that I can come back in at least one week. How can I delay it for so long? I will see the college entrance examination the day after tomorrow. My father and I will still Thought you will not come back!"

"And, what do you do now, why can't the mother see it at all?"

Zhao Linglan curiously looked at Yang Fan and whispered: "Isn't I already advanced to a high-ranking martial artist?"

Zhao Linglan is a second-level martial artist. Although it is not high, it is a big master in the eyes of ordinary people.

Now, even she has sensed that Yang Fan’s specific repairs are **** fluctuations, and it is inevitable that she will not think much.

"Almost! This trip to the town government, the harvest is good, the progress is a little faster!"

Yang Fan vaguely nodded, did not dare to tell the truth, he was afraid to say that his current real repair, Yang Xiaoyang's little heart can not stand, blood pressure went out again.

"Good!" Zhao Linglan nodded with relief and laughed: "The high-ranking martial arts are good. If you take the college entrance examination, you will be more sure! You may be able to get the top ten famous schools in the Federation!"

"Yes, yes, the sails are much better than us. If you can really get into any of the top ten famous schools in the Federation, the future achievements will definitely be small!"

Yang overtook his face and also had a flower, his son had a good future, and his face as an old man also had brilliance.

No matter how loud the outside is, in the hearts of Zhao Linglan and Yang Beyond, the college entrance examination is always a big event that can change the fate of Yang Fan.

Especially after Yang Fan showed them his current martial arts talents, Yang Beyond, who had been thinking about letting Yang Fan stay in the store to continue his family business, suddenly became enthusiastic.

Since the son is destined to become a warrior, it is undoubtedly more important for the ordinary families of them to hold a high-level examination every year.

Can you get into a better martial arts university, and your son Yang Fan's future achievements and future, can not be a little bit sloppy.

"My parents can rest assured that this year's college entrance examination I am determined to win!" Yang Fan gave a second reassurance to the second old man, and he said in a rhythm: "As long as I think, whether it is Jinghua Wuda or the Federal Wu Da, I will choose it all!"

This is really not bragging.

After all, the former professor of Beijing-Wuhua University, Hua Heshang, had invited Yang Fan more than once, and even publicly stated that regardless of Yang Fan’s college entrance examination results this year, as long as Yang Fan is willing, the test-free admission is nothing but an open mouth.

"Yeah, yes, full of confidence!" Yang surpassed his satisfaction and nodded, but in the end he still confessed: "But still take it seriously, don't be proud and complacent, do you know?"

"Know what! Proud what is happening, the pride of those who have the true ability is self-confidence, the pride of those who do not have the ability to be self-satisfied!"

Zhao Linglan dissatisfied with the white Yang, and screamed: "My son has real skills, and there is nothing wrong with self-confidence!"

Yang surpassed the dissatisfaction: "You are a kind mother and more defeated!"

Zhao Linglan: "My son, I am happy!"

"..."

哧 !!哧 !!

Yang Fan eats noodles, while watching Yang Dad Yang's bickering everyday, I feel super chicken.

Growing up in such a family environment, he has long been accustomed to the way Yang Dad Yang Ma is getting along, extraordinary not annoying, and even a little warm feeling.

Hey! Hey!

Three minutes later, a whole bowl of sea, full of turmoil, even the soup with noodles, all were eaten into the belly by Yang Fan, a warmth of the whole body, cool.

Seeing that there was a clean tea cup in front of the table, Yang Fan took two of them, and then thought of a move, directly into each cup into the infusion of ten thousand years of spiritual chalcedony, and then to Yang Chao and Zhao Linglan.

"Dad, Mom, this is the souvenir that I brought back from the town to the two old people. You can taste it, it’s good!"

Yang Fan did not say what it was, and handed it directly to Er Lao.

Yang Chao took over with Zhao Linglan's novelty and looked down at the inside of the cup. The transparent liquid inside was lightly white, and it was only able to cover the bottom of a cup. It was not enough to be stuffy.

"It won't be a good wine. It looks good, it's a little less."

Yang Beyond put the cup on the nose and sniffed it. He only felt a faint scent from the cup, and people couldn’t help but feel the shock.

"It’s a local product of the town’s government. It’s really a bit less, but the taste is really good, you can try it!”

Yang Fan did not explain much, whispered.

Yang Chao and Zhao Linglan did not hesitate, and they poured their hands into the belly of the Millennium Spirit.

"Sail, this is..."

"Good rich spiritual power! No, it seems a little swollen!"

Ling Chaijin had a belly, Yang Chao and Zhao Linglan felt that there was a pain in the lower abundance of Dan Tian, ​​and he did not say anything. He sat directly in the chair and entered the state of being settled.

The practice of the exercises, constantly absorbing refining, and introducing the endless spiritual power of the millennium spirit into the body, becomes part of their own qi and blood.

The ten drops of the chalcedony are the limits of the refining and chemicalization they can now absorb. If there are more, there will be the risk of being blasted by the spiritual power.

Yang Fan’s thoughts were swept over the two old men. They saw that they had been completely settled, and the spiritual power in the body was just within the limits they could bear.

Now, he is not the same as before, and the resources in the storage space are also rich and abundant. Naturally, it is necessary to put the cultivation of parents into the agenda.

In the end of the world, strength is the foundation of all stability, Yang Fan does not want to be in the future when he is not with his parents, parents will be in danger because of lack of strength.

The millennium spirit chalcedony, the effect of warm and gentle, not only rich in spirit, but also can certainly improve the effectiveness of the military body, it is suitable for low-level military use such as Yang Dad Yang Ma.

boom!

The spiritual power in the air is slightly turbulent.

Only a moment of effort, Yang Ma Zhao Linglan unexpectedly broke through the bottleneck that has plagued her for many years, and stepped into the three levels of the martial arts.

after that.

Yang Beyond also made a smooth breakthrough and directly entered the level of the second division of the martial arts.

Yang Fan was relieved, and the effect was not bad. The two old men succeeded in using the effect of the millennium spirit and chalcedony to make the martial arts training a new level. www.wuxiaspot.com~ It seems that their martial arts talents are not imagined. So bad.

"Hey!"

"Master, you are finally back!"

Awkwardly, a white streamer flew downstairs and slammed into the shoulder of Yang Fan. The spirited rat looked at Yang Fan with great excitement. He felt a bit like a cry and spoke with a vibrato.

"Master, Xiaojin can bring you back, and these days Xiaojin can be bullied by people, you must avenge Xiaojin!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the defiant mouse began to complain to Yang Fan, like seeing a long-lost relative, a face of grievances and grievances, a pair of mice with red eyes and water.

Yang Fan’s mouth was soaking, no wonder he just felt that the color was a bit wrong. It turned out that the stupid mouse was covered with a bandage and covered all the golden hair.

What type of situation is this?

It’s also the level of the five-level demon, and how can it be so miserable in the West Chu City?