Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 965 Hatred

"Squad leader, where is my father?" Yang Chen grabbed Ling Yuyao's arm and asked eagerly: "Squad leader, how is my father? Is he okay?"

"I..." Hearing Yang Chen's words, Ling Yuyao was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer his words. At the critical moment, Yang Rushuang came up and said with a smile: "Xiaochen, you just woke up, you must be very hungry? Would you like me to make you something to eat? What do you want to eat, tell aunt, and aunt will get it for you Do!"

Yang Chen smiled wryly, and said, "Auntie, I'm a warrior, so I'm fine even if I don't eat or drink for half a year."

"How can I do that!" Yang Rushuang straightened her face, and said seriously: "People are like iron, food is like steel, even warriors can't help but eat!"

"Yes, yes, Yang Chen, you lie here for a while, and my aunt and I will cook for you! You haven't eaten my cooking yet, have you? Hehe, you're lucky today!" Ling Yuyao grinned Said: "By the way, you can't say that the food I cook is unpalatable! Otherwise, hum!"

As Ling Yuyao said, she shook her small fist and warned seriously.

Listen to the words of the two.

Yang Chen fell silent.

Suddenly there was a bad premonition in my heart.

"Auntie, squad leader, don't change the subject!" Yang Chen gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Tell me, is something wrong with my father?"

As soon as these words came out, both Ling Yuyao and Yang Rushuang fell silent, and their eyes showed sadness. Yang Rushuang sighed, and said: "Xiaochen, the Taoist priest said that you are still injured, so it's best not to think too much about it. Let's talk about your father's matter after you recover from the injury."

It's good that Yang Rushuang didn't say this, but when he said this, Yang Chen felt that something was wrong with his father, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense. He grabbed Yang Rushuang's arm and said in a serious tone: "Auntie, don't lie to me. What happened to my father? Just tell me, no matter what, I can accept it!"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Rushuang couldn't bear it any longer, tears just came out of his eyes.

"Xiaochen, Auntie is sorry for you!" Yang Rushuang fell to the ground with a plop, weeping softly, "Your father...your father has already left..."

boom!

As soon as these words came out, Yang Chen's mind fell into a blank moment, as if there was a thunderous sound that exploded in his mind. Yang Chen's face turned pale in an instant, and his body trembled slightly.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yuyao couldn't help it, two lines of hot tears rolled down her face. She quickly ran to Yang Chen's side and said in a low voice: "Yang Chen, don't be too sad, what happened to Uncle Yang has already happened, you..."

Speaking of this, Ling Yuyao couldn't continue talking.

Yang Chen sat quietly on the bed without saying a word, but the tears flowed out uncontrollably, which made people feel really distressed.

"Yang Chen, don't be like this..." Ling Yuyao bit her red lips lightly, and said in a low voice, "If Uncle Yang knows what you look like, he will be very sad."

"Squad leader, I'm fine."

Yang Chen lowered his head, and said calmly: "Can you go out with your aunt first? I want to be alone."

"Yang Chen..." Ling Yuyao hesitated.

"Go out." Yang Chen raised his head, and a smile appeared on his face full of tears: "Squad leader, don't worry, I won't do anything stupid."

"But you..." Ling Yuyao was still a little uneasy. When she was about to say something more, Yang Rushuang next to her gently patted Ling Yuyao's shoulder, and shook her head slightly at Ling Yuyao.

"Girl, let Xiaochen stay alone, let's go out first."

"Okay." Ling Yuyao nodded when she heard the words, and said, "Then, Yang Chen, my aunt and I will go out first... If you have anything to do, just tell me, I'm right next door to you!"

After Ling Yuyao said this, she took a deep look at Yang Chen, followed Yang Rushuang, and left reluctantly.

boom!

The two closed the door.

The whole room was once again plunged into darkness.

It wasn't until after the two of them left that Yang Chen lay back down, tears flowed from his eyes, and wept silently.

Scenes from the past, like a revolving lantern, kept flashing before Yang Chen's eyes. Recalling the scenes with his father, Yang Chen's heart became more and more uncomfortable, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

Compared with the sadness at this moment, a monstrous hatred also surged from Yang Chen's bones, his eyes also turned red at this moment, and unimaginable anger swept across his chest.

"God! Man! King!"

"If I don't crush you in this life, I, Yang Chen, will be a son of man in vain! No matter where you are, I will definitely tear you to pieces!"

Yang Chen clenched his teeth and swore silently in his heart.

At this moment, he was extremely calm in his heart. Yang Chen knew that, especially at this time, he would never be defeated by sadness. He is now the spiritual pillar of the entire Yang family and even the entire Li family. If he falls down, it will undoubtedly be worse for Yang Rushuang and Ling Yuyao, a second blow!

Suppressing the sadness in his body, Yang Chen sat up from the bed, mobilized the energy in his body silently, and healed himself. Although Daoist Fukong cured most of Yang Chen's injuries, there were still some minor injuries in his body that Yang Chen needed to heal by himself.

crunch!

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open.

I saw Daoist Floating Sky walking in.

"Yang Chen, I heard you're awake." Daoist Fukong said with a smile. When he saw that Yang Chen wasn't crying, and looked sad, his face also showed a little relief.

"Master."

Yang Chen quickly cupped his fists and said, "I've heard Yaoyao say everything before, thank you Taoist priest for saving my life!"

"Forget it." Daoist Fukong waved his whisk, gently pushed Yang Chen's body down, and said, "You are still injured now, it's best not to move around, so as not to affect the wound, Daoist doesn't want it I will heal you for the second time!"

Yang Chen lowered his head and didn't speak.

The long hair covered Yang Chen's face, making it difficult for people to see his face clearly.

Daoist Fukong was silent for a moment, then said quietly: "Yang Chen, do you want revenge?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Chen raised his head instantly, gritted his teeth and said, "I want to! Of course I want to!"

"good!"

Hearing this, Daoist Fukong smiled: "Just think about it! Four hundred years later, there will be a plane war in the higher planes, and the Celestial King will also go there! If you want to kill the Celestial King If so, go to the higher plane with me and participate in the plane war!"