Seeing Yang Wentang and Yang Xuanhong coming out, Yang Zhengcheng, who was standing in the corner, came over anxiously.
"waste!"
Yang Wentang saw that Yang Zhengcheng's face was bruised and his nose was swollen. Although he was disappointed, he did not blame him. He just nodded lightly and moved forward. However, Yang Xuanhong, who was holding back a breath of resentment in his heart, did not have such good restraint and directly
He scolded Yang Zhengcheng angrily, then strode away with his sleeves rolled up.
Looking at the backs of Yang Wentang and his son, Yang Zhengcheng clenched his fists. Green veins like green snakes appeared on his temples on both sides. A flash of resentment flashed in his eyes, but soon he lowered his head and turned around to walk towards the other side.
, the five guys following him lowered their heads, and followed Yang Zhengcheng listlessly, gradually walking away.
Yangzhuang gradually returned to its previous calm.
Yang Xuanhong silently followed Yang Wentang, who said nothing along the way, back home.
White silk hangings everywhere, the atmosphere is sad and solemn!
In the hall, there was a thick black wooden coffin, and bursts of mournful cries could be heard.
When Yang Wentang came back, he did not enter the hall. He just stood in the yard and stared at the black coffin in the hall with a gloomy expression. After a while, he turned to the left, arrived at the door of a house, kicked the door open with his foot, and then went in.
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When Yang Xuanhong saw this, a slightly nervous look appeared on his face, but then he took a deep breath and clenched his fists. When he released his fists, he had returned to normal and walked into the room silently.
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In the room, Yang Wentang stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the layout of the room with a sad look on his face.
"father!"
Yang Xuanhong walked behind Yang Wentang and shouted weakly.
"Close the door!" Yang Wentang's voice sounded coldly.
Yang Xuanhong's expression changed slightly, but he still turned around and closed the door obediently, and then silently stood behind Yang Wentang again.
Snapped!
Suddenly, Yang Wentang turned around and slapped Yang Xuanhong hard with a big slap. Yang Xuanhong flew away and hit the wall of the room heavily. When he fell to the ground, he opened his mouth and vomited.
The bleeding from the mouth was not due to internal injuries, but because two teeth were knocked out and were vomited out along with the blood.
"Beast...don't think I don't know anything..."
Yang Wentang slowly turned around, stared at Yang Xuanhong, who was slowly standing up with a look of horror on his face, and said in an extremely sinister voice.
thump!
When Yang Xuanhong, who was covering his right side with redness and swelling with his hand, heard this, his face suddenly turned pale and he knelt down!
He knew that his father already knew what he had done! Of course, he didn't know when he knew it, but that was no longer important.
Staring at the kneeling Yang Xuanhong, Yang Wentang's eyes began to show strong murderous intent. He raised his hand, and the vitality energy filled with murderous intent was lingering in the palm of his hand. However, in the end, it was not shot. The murderous intent in his eyes slowly disappeared.
It faded, and was finally replaced by grief, sorrow, and a little helplessness. The body was trembling slightly, and it was obviously difficult to control it.
"If I didn't only have a son like you now, I would definitely kill you... This is Ming Tao's room, and from today on this will be your room! Let me tell you, if Yang Ningfeng really wins the championship of the clan competition
, If he doesn’t die, you have to die!” Yang Wentang took several deep breaths in order to calm down, then slammed the door and walked out, his slightly angry, majestic and ruthless voice still clearly echoed in the room: “
You, take care of yourself!"
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Siguo Cliff is actually in the area of the back mountain. About 500 meters away from the small woods in the back mountain, there is a cliff with a height of about 50 meters and a cluster of strange rocks.
There was a large rock protruding from the cliff about fifty meters above the ground. Yang Tianhe and Yang Wenxiong climbed up with Yang Ningfeng, and the three of them stood on the large rock.
"From now on, you should think carefully about this, and someone will bring you food and water every day."
When they reached the big rock, Yang Tianhe said.
"Uncle, I understand, thank you for your hard work, uncle!" Yang Ningfeng nodded.
"As long as you know……"
Yang Tianhe stared at Yang Ningfeng blankly, and finally sighed softly, murmuring almost to himself, and then jumped directly from the boulder. When he reached a strange rock about five meters below, he tiptoed and lowered his body.
, pointed three times in a row, and the person was already on the ground, and then he didn't move his head away.
"Uncle is quite cool." Yang Ningfeng looked at Yang Tianhe's leaving figure and said with a smile.
"Uncle Tianhe's strength should be among the top five in our Yang family... You kid really has other things on his mind. How long has it been, and you can still laugh?"
Yang Wenxiong also looked at the direction where Yang Tianhe was leaving, but he had a solemn look on his face. After listening to Yang Ningfeng's words, he couldn't help turning around and looking at Yang Ningfeng, feeling annoyed. He was worried, although Yang Ningfeng was temporarily
He escaped, but the goal of "championship in the clan competition" made him unhappy!
Over the years, the Yang family has been declining day by day. It has no ability to even enter the top three in the clan competition. It was all taken away by the Zhao family and the Luo family, let alone win the championship! If it had been possible before, the Yang family would have tried their best to win the championship.
And that's right, and it's not Yang Wenxiong's turn to worry about this matter. It's not his turn to worry about whether a family is declining or a family is about to rise.
But it's different now. The champion of the clan competition is already tightly tied to Yang Ningfeng's fate.
Sensing Yang Wenxiong's deep worry and anxiety, Yang Ningfeng's heart felt warm again. In the Yang family, the only person who could be selfless and truly kind to him, besides his father and Yun Luo, was the cousin in front of him who was still unmarried.
Yang Wenxiong loved and cared for him. If someone exchanged Yang Wenxiong's life for his life, Yang Ningfeng dared to believe that Yang Wenxiong would hand over his life without hesitation.
"Uncle Wenxiong, you don't have to worry about me..." Yang Ningfeng hesitated and said.
But before he finished speaking, Yang Wenxiong interrupted with emotion: "Can I not worry? Brother Wenxuan is only a son like you. If you can't win the championship, how will you explain to your sister-in-law? Back then,
When my sister-in-law left, she told me that I must take good care of you. If there is anything wrong with you, my sister-in-law is very kind to me. Without her, I would have died long ago. How can I have the honor to see my sister-in-law...
………”
As he spoke, Yang Wenxiong suddenly realized something and immediately stopped talking. He glanced at Yang Ningfeng, who was trembling all over and extremely excited. He was staring at him with an extremely complicated look. He suddenly turned around and was about to jump down.
, like a sinner who has done something wrong and wants to run away.
But Yang Ningfeng was quick, grabbed Yang Wenxiong, stared at him, and asked word by word: "Uncle Wenxiong, my mother is still alive? Tell me, Uncle Wenxiong, what is going on? All these years, I have never
No one is willing to tell me anything about my mother. Since she is alive, where is she now? Uncle Wenxiong, tell me!"
"Snapped!"
Yang Wenxiong did not answer Yang Ningfeng's words. Instead, he suddenly slapped his face in response to Yang Ningfeng's astonishment. It was very hard and resounding, and half of his face suddenly turned red. After that, he pushed Yang Ningfeng's hand away with his hand: "
Look at my bad mouth... Ningfeng, don't force me, I can't say it, I really can't say it. So, don't think about anything now, you should think about your victory."
"Uncle Wenxiong, tell me, I am no longer a child, I have the right to know about my mother, tell me!" But Yang Ningfeng persisted, saying one word, calmly and forcefully.
"I'm sorry, I really can't tell you, this will hurt you, because you are too weak now!" Yang Wenxiong shook his head, his tone was very firm.
"Uncle Wenxiong, tell me...or tell me how you can tell me about my mother." Yang Ningfeng's thoughts moved, and he heard the concession in Yang Wenxiong's words and said quickly.
Yang Wenxiong looked at Yang Ningfeng steadily, his eyes flickering, thinking about something.
"Uncle Wenxiong, you should know what it means to me if I can't win the championship. I don't want to leave this world with such a big regret, understand?" Yang Ningfeng's voice deepened slightly and she said.
When Yang Wenxiong heard these words, his body trembled slightly, and then a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, as if he had made a major decision, and he said in a low voice: "Ningfeng, don't force your uncle Wenxiong now. But I can
I promise you, if you win the championship of the Clan Competition, get a place in the Tianlong Sect's entry trial, successfully pass the trial, and become a disciple of the Tianlong Sect, Uncle Wenxiong will tell you everything about your mother without hesitation.
"
"Become a disciple of the Tianlong Sect?" Yang Ningfeng's eyes suddenly narrowed. He stared at Yang Wenxiong for a while, then clenched his fists fiercely: "Okay, I hope you won't hide anything from me, Uncle Wenxiong.
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"Don't worry, your uncle Wenxiong doesn't have much else, but he always sticks to his word." Yang Wenxiong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, this is also because he has high hopes for Yang Ningfeng. If Yang Ningfeng becomes a disciple of Tianlong Sect, he will already have a big backer.
So what if he says it then?
Although they don't know the whereabouts of his mother and what happened that year, so everyone in the Yang family is tight-lipped and unwilling to tell him anything about his mother, but now at least they know that his mother is still alive, so although Yang Wenxiong doesn't
Dare to say more, but Yang Ningfeng also feels that this is already the biggest gain today, and because of this, he is even more eager to win the championship of the clan competition!
Because this is not only related to his fate, but also a chance for him to see his mother. He believes that as long as he knows where his mother is, he will definitely have a chance to see her.
"Ningfeng, there is no shelter here. Lizu is still nearly half a year away from the conference. It will be exposed to the sun and rain here, so you should pay attention to your health!"
Not wanting to dwell on the matter of Yang Ningfeng's mother, Yang Wenxiong changed the subject. Moreover, just because he mentioned Yang Ningfeng's mother, the atmosphere suddenly became strange and heavy. He wanted to break the atmosphere.
"If this was a place of happiness, my clan wouldn't have sentenced me to solitary confinement!" Yang Ningfeng heard this and chuckled disapprovingly.