Mixed Miners

?"Xing Lin ~ Xing Lin ~"

In Yang Ling’s soft scream, Han Xinglin’s body shook a little, and suddenly her face changed. She stared at the man on the light curtain that made her day and night but didn’t know how to live and die. Falling down, I couldn't help but cry and said, "Hello, husband, where are you? Come back soon!"

Next to Han Xue hugged her face and said anxiously: "Linlin, don't scare my aunt! Xiaoling is not here!"

Looking at the two women crying with a headache, Yang Ling hearted like a knife, and quickly said: "Xing Lin, I am back, where are you?"

"Ah!" Han Xinglin was so excited that she was trembling and said: "We are in Yufu Cave."

"Good!" Yang Ling did not have time to talk more. He chose to follow Han Xinglin directly, and stood on the side of the two women.

"Husband!" Han Xinglin Pear ran into his arms with rain, his arms tightly licking his waist, and his body kept twitching. "Husband, you are finally back!"

"Xiaoling?" Looking at the sudden emergence of Yang Ling, Han Xue was shocked. After a while, he also rushed to hug him tightly, tears could not stop flowing down his cheeks.

Yang Ling put two women in their arms, stroking their silky back, feeling their helplessness, fear, fear and worry, and the inner guilt of the heart.

As a man, he let his woman follow her fearless times, and this frustration made him have a short-lived confusion.

“Xiao Jing them, and where are the family members now?”

At this time, it was not warm and complaining. After a brief hug, Yang Ling quickly asked.

"Don't worry, everyone is in the sky of Yufu Cave, but it can't go out, and the Yuxu Palace has been completely destroyed by Zeus!" Han Xue said.

"Huh ~" Yang Ling was relieved. He was most worried about these family and friends. As long as they were fine, he let go of the gods. The entire Yufu Cave is only a dozen square kilometers. His mind is in the middle of it.

In the unpopular Yufu Cave, there are dozens of wooden cabins in the mountains, surrounded by mountains and boulders near the waterhole. The flowers and plants are set off, and the harmony is peaceful. Some people are weeding on the small plots. Dish, and some pick wild fruits in the mountains, and some wash clothes in the small pool.

Yang Ling saw her father and mother and grandparents, and the uncles and uncles and their families.

Fortunately, the family is still there, Yang Ling once again breathed a sigh of relief, and once again looked at it with his knowledge, found Sun Xiaojing, Oda Snow, Ding Cong, Dou Yuntao, and found that they gathered around their families. They should all be their families.

This Yangling was completely relieved, holding two women, standing in front of a wooden house, watching a woman sitting in the doorway, could not help but tears, and released two of her arms. The woman squatted in front of her mother with a splash.

"Mom, I am back!"

“Xiaoling?!” He Xiumei looked up and looked at Yang Ling. After a long while, she woke up and cried her son. “Children! Mom thought I would never see you again!”

The mother and the child have not seen each other for a long time. They are crying and crying. Han Xue and Han Xinglin can’t help but cry together again. After a long time, they think of it and open the light curtain to inform everyone.

In a short while, Yang Ling’s news came back to Yufudongtian as if he had wings.

One by one, they flashed in front of the house.

The first to come is Oda Snow and Sun Xiaojing, followed by Ding Cong and Dou Yuntao, and then they are relatives of the family, including the old uncle, the cousin, and Han Xinglin’s father and grandmother, anyway. When Yang Ling left her mother's arms, she was surrounded by hundreds of people.

Next, he and Sun Xiaojing, Oda Snow, embraced comfort, and they hammered each other with several brothers, and then greeted the elders.

Listening to a greeting, looking at a familiar and excited face, Yang Ling was shocked and lonely for a long time.

Brothers, sisters, and elders greeted the past with a hug. When he saw the guy outside the crowd, he couldn't help but smile and hammer him.

The **** face of the pillar showed a thick smile, and cautiously shouted: "Yang Ge!"

"Well! I haven't seen it for a few years! The length is much more handsome than before!" While Yang Ling spoke, his eyes fell on the woman behind the pillar. After a while, he was not sure: "You...is Yurong?"

"Sister husband ~!" Xue Yurong nodded his lip and slammed into his arms and cried.

I haven't seen it for five or six years. Xue Yurong is no longer the elf little girl in the past. She has grown into a graceful woman. Her arms are tightly hooped with Yang Ling's back, crying pears with rain, and crying. More and more powerful, tears wet Yang Ling's clothes a large piece.

Yang Ling had some troubles to help her wipe her tears. She said a little embarrassedly: "Yu Rong, don't cry, should you be happy when you meet? Right, your sister? Why didn't you see her?"

When Yang Ling’s words were exported, all the people around him were in great silence, and Xue Yurong in his arms cried even more. www.wuxiaspot.com~ The body trembled and slipped to the ground.

Yang Ling’s heart twitched and couldn’t help but lift Xue Yurong’s face and asked anxiously: “Yu Rong, tell me, what happened to your sister?”

"Sister... sister... she is dead!"

"what?"

Xue Yurong’s words have not yet been lost. Yang Ling feels that he has been hit by a heavy stick on the back of his head. The body swayed and grabbed Xue Yurong’s delicate shoulders and pale face: “Yu Rong, tell me, what is going on?”

At this point, he discovered that the one was almost forgotten. In fact, a woman buried deep in her heart was so fresh, so unforgettable, this sudden news completely made him lose control. Like a sharp knife on his heart, let him out of breath, to suffocate, to collapse, to run away, to pull the lonely, gentle, virtuous and stubborn woman from the endless abyss come out.

Xue Yurong was almost fainting when he cried. Under Yang Ling’s roar, his cheeks were white and colorless, and he could hardly say a word.

Behind him, Dou Yuntao took a big hand on Yang Ling's shoulder.

"Second second, don't you yell at Yurong, I will tell you about this matter!"

Yang Ling seems to have come back to God. He handed Xue Yurong, who is mournful in his arms, to Sun Xiaojing, who is next to him. Then he turned his face and said it was extremely pale: "Let’s say, what is going on?"

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