"It's such a...failure..." Zhang Zihan didn't know how to describe her feelings. She just widened her eyes, opened her mouth, and mechanically repeated Yang Tianlei's words, which were enough to make the genius of her feel ashamed.
"Ahem... My dear, don't worry. Tomorrow, well, tomorrow will definitely be better. Today I felt a little tired mainly when I saw the bones. Tomorrow I can temper myself to 100 at a time.
Come for a piece?"
"Pfft -" Zhang Zihan had the urge to vomit blood. How could this guy hit someone so hard? Zhang Zihan suppressed the urge to rush forward, hugged Yang Tianlei tightly, and kissed him until his face was covered with blood, and said: "Then tomorrow you will
Keep working hard and don't let me down. Now that your mind is exhausted, go and have a rest...I'll help you get something to eat. Eat it if you're hungry tonight."
"Um...I'm not hungry, so there's no need to do it."
"Then take a rest quickly." Zhang Zihan said.
Yang Tianlei suddenly looked at Zhang Zihan pitifully and whispered: "Dear... I don't have the strength to stand up. How about... you carry me in?"
“What a beautiful thought!”
"Ahem...at worst, I won't let you take responsibility, the head office?!"
"That's pretty much it!" Zhang Zihan immediately said with a smile, but as soon as he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong. Why should he ask himself to hold him and be responsible for it?
But seeing that Yang Tianlei seemed to be really exhausted, his heart softened and he stopped caring. He gently picked him up, walked to the room, and put him on the bed. He hesitated slightly. Sister Zi Han was surprised when Yang Tianlei
Under his moved eyes, he helped Yang Tianlei take off his shoes and coat very gently and considerately.
This made Yang Tianlei feel a little guilty. Was the innocent sister Zihan really deceived by her superb acting skills? Obviously not entirely, it was more about her real concern for herself.
The next morning, it was bright and clear.
A figure flew across the campus of Jiyang College and arrived at the student dormitory area in a blink of an eye. After a few ups and downs, it landed in front of a small courtyard door. After looking at the house number, the person who came gently knocked on the courtyard door.
This is a middle-aged man, dressed in military uniform, with a long sword on his back, and a golden Yang tattooed on his chest armor. He exudes a chilling aura and his eyes are cold and bright. The first thing anyone sees when they see him is
You can tell right away that this is a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles. He would never have such momentum without being baptized by blood and fire on the battlefield.
"This is it, the young master probably hasn't gotten up yet." The middle-aged man thought to himself. Although he knew that knocking on the door at this time might arouse the resentment of the people in the courtyard, the middle-aged man started knocking without any hesitation.
The middle-aged man thought he would have to wait for at least a while, but what he didn't expect was that in just a few breaths, he heard the sound of footsteps running quickly in the courtyard, and the courtyard door opened directly.
"Dear!" Although Yang Tianlei's handsome and delicate face looked like he had just woken up, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. He couldn't wait to shout before the door was opened.
"Dear?" The middle-aged man's eyes widened and he looked at the equally astonished young man in front of him, wondering in his heart.
"Who are you?" Yang Tianlei suddenly woke up, the smile on his face disappeared immediately, he stepped back and said with wide eyes.
"Young Master, the master asked me to come to you. My name is Zhuang Shisan, the inner guard of the Yang family." Although Zhuang Shisan's voice was very respectful, there was no respect in his eyes, and he said: "The master has already spoken with me.
Mr. Yang agreed to send me to pick you up and take you home."
"Go home? What happened?" Yang Tianlei was very surprised.
Although he used to not care about anything other than cultivation, he still knew the rules of Jiyang College. No matter who he was, even a prince or princess, he must abide by the school rules of Jiyang College.
No one is allowed to go home, except under very special circumstances.
"Participate in the Yang family test." Zhuang Shisan said solemnly.
"Yang family test? What is the test?" Yang Tianlei asked curiously.
"Young Master, any direct descendant of the Yang family who reaches the third level of star must take the Yang family test and be qualified to learn the Yang family's secret skills." Zhuang Shisan explained.
"Is it so urgent?" Yang Tianlei was a little confused. Even if it was a test, he was not in a hurry. At this moment, the freshman competition was over and it was almost time for the annual vacation. How could he be allowed to go home for the test at this time?
"The Yang family holds tests at this time every year. Young Master, the test starts at nine o'clock. We don't have much time, so we should set off as soon as possible!" Zhuang Shisan said.
"Okay." Yang Tianlei took a deep breath, his black eyes flashed with two rays of light that even Zhuang Shisan couldn't understand, and said in a deep voice.
After Zhuang Shisan handed over the token approved by Mr. Yang, he took Yang Tianlei into the Yang family's special luxury carriage.
He had long known that he was going home, but Yang Tianlei didn't expect it to arrive so quickly, leaving him unprepared. Sitting on the carriage, his heart could not calm down, and his mind was completely occupied by his mother's thin and beautiful figure.
Even though Yang Tianlei at this time is no longer the Yang Tianlei of the past, the two worlds of him have been completely integrated and are no longer distinguishable from each other. Since he came to this world, although he has never seen his mother, her figure has always appeared.
There was a strange connection in his heart, as if he was born with it, and he could clearly sense his mother's presence.
He once practiced for six years, rain or shine, for what purpose? Pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts was certainly his goal, but what was the purpose of pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts?
For the sake of being truly strong, for myself and my mother to never be despised, ridiculed, bullied, and for my mother's hope for me!
Yang Tianlei has also met his father Yang Xuanfeng. Although he knows his father's efforts for him and his father's selfless love for him, he is more moved and grateful in his heart. Whether he sees his father Yang Xuanfeng or his grandfather Yang Hongxuan, he cannot
Denial, he always felt that something was missing in his feelings. He couldn't put it in words or figure it out, but he felt that something was missing.
But his mother was different. That kind of innate affection and an inexplicable and wonderful connection always lingered in his heart.
But at this moment, as he set foot on the road home, his heart could no longer calm down.
…
Not long after Yang Tianlei walked out of Jiyang College, Mr. Yang led some indistinguishable old men and many outstanding young teachers from the college, all dressed in formal attire and looking very grand, to the gate of the college. It seemed that there was a lot of
As if an important person was coming to Jiyang College, all the students who saw this scene were surprised. Who made Yang Laohe see the reclusive old antiques in the college and many key teachers, all came out to greet him?
Who has such great energy and power?
But not long after, to the surprise of many onlookers, several royal luxury carriages came quickly. Under the protection of many guards, Emperor Chu Jingxun and some seemingly ordinary old men stepped out of the carriages, surprising everyone.
What's surprising is that, under the leadership of Emperor Chu Jinghun, these people came directly to Yang Lao and joined Yang Lao's team.
They seemed to be welcoming the arrival of some big shot together.
"Lao Yang, when will we arrive?" Emperor Chu Jinghun stood beside Lao Yang and asked in a deep voice.
"I can't tell. It should be this morning. We'll wait."
"Well, have the banquet and accommodation been arranged?" Chu Jinghun asked as if he was worried.
"Everything is fine. Don't worry. Although they don't care about these customs, we strive to do our best. We have tried our best this time. As for the outcome, we can't control it. Xiangxiang and the others are here.
?"
"They are all here, but a few disciples of the Yang family went back to participate in their family's annual test and failed to come."
"It doesn't matter. What's really important is what's behind, and it won't have much impact. This time, we asked our outstanding disciples to come out to greet us. In addition to not letting the 'Zhankong Sword Sect' laugh at us, Jiyang No One, it is also to show the faces of these disciples. This pair
It is also an opportunity for them. If they can really be chosen by the other party, it will be our Jiyang's blessing. Let them all stand behind and cheer up!" Yang Lao said with a serious expression, his eyes radiating a hot light.
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