Yang Ningfeng shouted again and stepped forward slowly.
The voice is choked, but full of joy!
Arriving in front of Yang Wenxuan, Yang Ningfeng stared at his father in a daze. He stretched out his hands slowly, as if he wanted to hug his father. But when his hands were about to touch his father, he suddenly stopped, and his heart rose for no reason.
A tinge of fear arose.
He suddenly hesitated!
He was suddenly afraid!
He was afraid that this might really be a dream!
He was afraid that he would discover the truth when he touched his father's body, and that he would discover that this was still a dream!
"I've suffered so much for you all these years! I'm sorry for you! I've figured it out. I can't hide it from anyone, so I decided tonight to let my son see that his real father is the one in his dream."
Hero, great hero!”
Seeing Yang Ningfeng's sudden pause, the smile on Yang Wenxuan's face froze. There was moisture in his eyes. His eyes were warm but apologetic. He sighed softly, then stretched out his hands and grasped Yang Ningfeng's shoulders tightly. His voice
Powerful and full of emotion.
"father!"
This time Yang Ningfeng didn't hesitate at all. His father's hands were so powerful. This was definitely not a dream, it was reality. He finally put his hands together, hugged his father tightly, and cried out in pain!
At the age of sixteen, he is actually no longer a child, but he has always longed to be like others, to cry in his father's arms, laugh in his father's arms, and yearn for his father's powerful, warm and ambiguous embrace!
Now he finally gets it!
He is a child now, and with this hug, he wants to have the hug he lost before once and for all!
Yang Wenxuan also felt sad, knowing that he had indeed paid less attention to his son in recent years.
Let Yang Ningfeng hold her for a while, and then Yang Wenxuan gently patted Yang Ningfeng's shoulder a few times: "Manly man, don't cry and make people laugh."
"There's no one else here."
Yang Ningfeng took a step back, wiped the tears from her eyes, and said.
Hearing this, Yang Wenxuan smiled and said: "Although I have been indifferent these years, dad knows the injustice you have suffered. Maybe you will hate me as a father, but dad is also doing it for your own good and will not go through hardships."
There is no growth through practice and setbacks.”
"I don't hate dad, really. As for the injustice I suffered and the ridicule I suffered from my tribe, it's because I'm not as strong as others. I can't blame others." Yang Ningfeng said.
"Okay, if you can think like this, it's great. This is my son, Yang Wenxuan. You just need to remember what dad said, practice hard and be strong, then others will naturally not dare to bully you, and others will naturally shut their mouths.
." Yang Wenxuan grabbed Yang Ningfeng's shoulders with both hands and said happily.
"My child understands." Yang Ningfeng clenched his fists involuntarily and said solemnly. In his heart, he thought of his father's words: "Practice well and be strong, and others will naturally not dare to bully you, and others will naturally shut their mouths."
Keep the words firmly in mind.
"That's good. I believe you won't disappoint me. Work hard and strive to be among the top three in the selection competition to participate in the clan competition."
Yang Wenxuan felt that his son had matured a lot. He had grown up and there was no need for him to say more. He patted Yang Ningfeng's shoulder twice more and turned around to leave.
Soon, Yang Wenxuan's figure disappeared in the night ahead.
"Top three? Dad, don't worry, I won't let you down!"
Looking at the direction Yang Wenxuan was leaving, Yang Ningfeng clenched his fists again, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.
"Your father is a good father." The voice of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit sounded.
"Of course." Yang Ningfeng immediately said proudly: "In my heart, he will always be a great hero!"
"hehe!"
The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit chuckled lightly, and then asked: "Why don't you ask your father why he pretended to be an alcoholic these years?"
"There's no need to ask. If dad feels the need to tell me, he will definitely tell me."
Yang Ningfeng shook his head, and then sighed softly: "Maybe dad is not pretending at all, he is really drinking to relieve his sorrows all day long for some important reasons!"
As he spoke, Yang Ningfeng's mind once again recalled the image of his father sitting at the door of the yard drinking every evening with a bottle in hand, looking lonely and sad.
At that time, he always looked to the west, and at that time, the setting sun was always like blood in that direction!
"Dad must have a sad story!" Yang Ningfeng muttered, looked around, and walked towards the Yang family.
The pace has never been so steady and firm!
Tonight, Yang Ningfeng knew that his father was not really the useless drunkard that the people thought, but was actually a powerful master who could easily defeat Yang Zhen. Yang Ningfeng was very excited and happy. For the first time, he felt that there was a powerful person in his heart.
The feeling of dependence.
Although due to the existence of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit, Yang Ningfeng already had a big backer and a beacon of light outside of cultivation, it was his father's appearance tonight that made him truly feel at ease.
He took back the bag containing the crystals and returned home.
When they arrived at the door of the courtyard, they saw that the lights in Yunluo's room were on, but when Yang Ningfeng opened the door to the courtyard, the lights in Yunluo's room went out.
This is Yunluo's habit. Every time before Yang Ningfeng comes back at night, the lights in her room will be turned on. She once told Yang Ningfeng that turning on the lights is to make Yang Ningfeng remember that home is always waiting when she is outside.
Wait for him to come back.
Whenever he came back at night and saw the lights on in Yunluo's room, Yang Ningfeng felt warm.
He smiled, entered his room, locked the door, put the bag on his shoulder on the table, reached out and took out two white crystals, jumped on the bed, and couldn't wait to enter the blood tiger space to practice.
But this time the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit stopped him: "Don't enter the space yet. Let me control your body first. I have Huang Jing for it."
"Oh," Yang Ningfeng was stunned for a moment and relaxed her mind.
Soon, his body trembled slightly, and the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit had already taken control of Yang Ningfeng's body. He got off the bed, walked to the table, and took out all the topaz.
"Senior, what are you doing?"
Seeing this, Yang Ningfeng asked in his mind.
"Haha, you'll know soon, and I'll definitely give you a big surprise."
The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit pretended to be mysterious and said with a smile. As he said that, he reached out and picked up two topaz crystals. I don't know what method he used. The energy of the two topaz crystals was quickly absorbed and turned into two pieces.
Waste rock.
He put down the waste stone in his hand, picked up two more, and just like that, absorbed all the energy of the topaz. After he was done, he threw away the last two pieces of topaz that had become waste stones, and said: "You can use white crystal now."
Entering the blood tiger space!" After the words fell, he had already exited, and Yang Ningfeng regained control over his own body!
Yang Ningfeng grabbed a piece of white crystal with one hand, returned to the bed again, and then entered the blood tiger space.
Only this time when he came in, Yang Ningfeng was shocked to find that the Blood Tiger Space had undergone earth-shaking changes.
In the Blood Tiger Space, there was originally an empty red grassland with only one big tree. But now, there is a courtyard with three thatched houses in front of the big tree. What is even more amazing is that the grassland in the yard is no longer endless.
Instead, there suddenly appeared a series of lush mountain peaks. Among them, what immediately caught Yang Ningfeng's attention were five peaks of different colors but towering into the clouds.
"Haha, isn't it surprising?"
Yang Ningfeng is now standing in front of the door of the courtyard, and in the courtyard, there is a table surrounded by four chairs. There are teapots and teacups on the table. The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit is sitting in front of the table, pouring himself a drink.
The day seemed to be quite pleasant. Looking at Yang Ningfeng, who was dazed at the door with a look of shock on his face, he looked slightly satisfied and smiled.
"How could there be such a big change?"
Yang Ningfeng calmed down, walked into the courtyard, and sat down beside the Blood Deficiency Sword Spirit unceremoniously. He stretched out his hand to pour a teacup for himself, and took a sip. It turned out to be sweet and fragrant. It was the best tea he had ever tasted.
"Since this place is called the Blood Tiger Space, of course I am the master here. As long as there is enough energy, I can have whatever I want here. Didn't I just absorb all of Huang Jing's energy? The current changes are all due to
The energy of those topaz. Not to mention the small changes now, if there is enough energy and all my memories are restored, I can create a complete world here, with not only mountains, but also stars, sun and moon, mountains and flowing water.
Birds and beasts, human cities, etc. can be found." The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit said proudly.
"..."
Hearing this, Yang Ningfeng was shocked and speechless. Isn't this already the legendary method of the gods?
"Don't make a fuss. This amount of energy can only create so many things now, but for now it's enough for you to practice here! Did you see the five mountains of different colors? In the yellow mountain, I created some seven
Demonic beasts with Duan Shipin strength can enhance your actual combat experience."
The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit said, then pointed to a large water tank next to the yard and said: "It contains Shiquan Repair Liquid, for you to soak in after you go to Huangshan Mountain to practice and fight against the monsters in the mountain.
.”
"Senior, you are so amazing!"
Yang Ningfeng stood up and walked to the big water tank. Inside, there was indeed a tank full of Shiquan repair fluid, and she couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Here, I am God!"
The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit was not modest, and proudly accepted Yang Ningfeng's praise, and then waved his hand: "Go, don't waste the crystal energy and the time you came in. Your current task is to kill the monsters in Huangshan within three hours.
Light. Of course, if you can kill them all, you will come back in three hours."
After the words of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit fell, Yang Ningfeng felt a blur in front of his eyes. He was already in a yellow world, and he had obviously entered the yellow mountain.
“It’s really amazing!”
Yang Ningfeng exclaimed again, then curiously reached out to touch a small yellow tree next to her.
roar!
Suddenly, a roar sounded behind him, a fishy wind rose, and a fierce force overwhelmed him and then attacked.