(2nd Update)

The base camp of the Bombing Gang.

Yang Ming stood under a banyan tree and bowed to the newly erected tombstone in front of him.

In the tombstone, the remains of Yang Ming's biological father brought back from the Killing Capital are buried.

After Tang Chen joined the Bombing Heaven Gang, he told Yang Ming everything about Yang Ming's biological father.

It turned out that although he was parasitized by the nine-headed blood-red bat king in the past, he was in a state of confusion most of the time, but as a master of the world, Tang Chen was naturally not willing to be at the mercy of him, so he took advantage of his sober mind to select one person from among the murderers in the killing capital as a messenger and sent him to Haotian Sect outside to ask for help.

That messenger is Yang Ming's biological father.

It was very difficult to get out of the road to hell, but with Tang Chen's help in cheating, he successfully escaped from the killing capital.

However, the nine-headed blood-red bat king is not a fool, and immediately arranged countermeasures, reached some kind of agreement with Pope Bibi Dong, and brought a group of murderers from the killing capital to the outside world through cheating, and established a killer organization, ostensibly to do some dirty work in the black market, but in fact, it was to help Pope Bibi Dong secretly eradicate dissidents.

Pope Bibi Dong naturally didn't feel at ease that this killer organization had escaped from his control, and stuffed it with many people who were loyal to him in the Wuhun Palace.

In the case of an accidental pursuit of Yang Ming's biological father, Yang Ming's biological father met Tang Hao, who was also hunted down by the Wuhun Palace, and went to the Holy Soul Village together.

After settling in the Holy Soul Village for a period of time, Yang Ming's biological father quietly left alone for the sake of Yang Ming's safety, contrary to the expectations of those killers chasing and killing, he actually ran back to the Killing Capital, ready to ask the King of Killing for help, but unfortunately, what he met was no longer Tang Chen, who was in a state of consciousness, and this time he was gone, and he would never return.

Looking at the tombstone in front of him, Yang Ming sighed a little embarrassed.

"Brother."

Beside him, Xiao Wu took Yang Ming's arm empathetically and comforted:

"Siren has passed away, so don't be too sad, if something goes wrong with you, your uncle will be uneasy when he knows about it under the underground spring."

"I'm fine." Yang Ming patted the back of Xiao Wu's palm and said, "I'm just a little emotional." ”

After nearly a year of not seeing each other, Xiao Wu has become more and more slim.

It is said that the eighteen changes of the female college are really not wrong.

A pink short-sleeved shirt is worn on the body, barely pulled to the navel, revealing a flat abdomen, and a mermaid line with wonderful curves, wearing hot pants on the lower body, two youthful and energetic long legs, strong and restrained muscles, a scorpion tail braid falls softly on the back of the head, swaying left and right with the change of mood, it looks very cute.

Of course, in addition to the changes in her figure, Xiao Wu's physiognomy has also changed.

Although Xiao Wu is peaceful and not easy to kill, he also has an unforgettable hatred for the Martial Spirit Palace, the great enemy of life and death.

It is precisely because of these experiences that Xiao Wu's eyebrows are a little less immature and a little more heroic, which not only does not reduce the charm of Xiao Wu itself, but makes her more and more tasteful.

Seeing Yang Ming's gaze fall on his face for a long time, feeling that Yang Ming was pinching his palm with some force, Xiao Wu snorted, but did not refuse, but instead took advantage of this to lean on his body, leaning tightly against Yang Ming's arm, his pink lips moved slightly, and a silver bell-like voice sounded:

"Brother, I know that when you came back today, I specially made a few delicious dishes, all of which I have carefully developed over the past few days, do you want to try them?"

Yang Ming shaved Xiao Wu's nose dotingly, and the feeling was still as good as usual, and it was no surprise that he got Xiao Wu's white eyes back, as if he was blaming Yang Ming for still treating her as a little girl.

"I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time, I don't know if you've improved, if you haven't improved, then you'll have to be served by the family."

Hearing the word family law service, Xiao Wu's face was as red as fire, and she was delicate, as if she recalled some embarrassing memories.

The two did not invite anyone else and returned to the house owned by Xiao Wu in the base camp alone.

The house is very large, a three-storey building, rockeries and fake water, pavilions and pavilions, and a small back garden, planted with some plants brought back by Xiao Wu from the Tiandou Forest, and now it is spring, at this time it is even more full of flowers, red, blue, purple, green, orange and purple, especially gorgeous.

The house is very small dance characteristics, the layout is quite warm, there is no shortage of various furniture, and under the soft light, it adds a bit of the taste of home.

Yang Ming knew that Xiao Wu had been longing for a complete home since her mother was killed by the Martial Spirit Palace, and she had poured a lot of effort into arranging everything she could think of.

Thinking like this, Yang Ming's gaze at Xiao Wu became softer and more spoiled, hoping that this innocent and romantic girl could grow up happily for the rest of her life.

"Brother, I've kept you waiting."

After a while, Xiao Wu brought a plate of delicacies from the kitchen to the table.

Yang Ming's eyes swept away, and his face was a little strange.

Scrambled eggs with leeks, geoduck tattoos, steamed abalone, sea cucumber soup.

Well......

What does this imply ......

Seeing that Yang Ming was a little hesitant with chopsticks, Xiao Wu tilted his head and asked:

"Brother, what's wrong, is it uncomfortable, or is my cooking not to your liking?"

"No, Xiao Wu is the best at cooking."

Yang Ming smiled, sandwiched a steamed abalone and put it in a bowl, the surface of the abalone was deliberately cut into a cross shape with a knife, so that it could be better marinated and flavored, sprinkled with garlic grains, and it seemed to put some rice wine, which smelled very fragrant, not only with the fragrance of wine, but also mixed with the fragrance of garlic and abalone itself.

When you bite into it, the abalone steaming time is very good, and you can feel the juice bursting out from the tip of your tongue, which is a little hot with a piping hot taste, but it makes people feel very comfortable inexplicably.

The abalone itself has no taste, but Xiao Wu obviously put a lot of thought into it and spent a lot of time marinating it, so it doesn't feel light at all, and it has a little salty flavor.

Xiao Wu was a little nervous, her eyes flashed, she noticed the change in Yang Ming's expression, and asked:

"Brother, how is it, is it delicious?"

"Compared with half a year ago, Xiao Wu's cooking skills have improved a lot."

Yang Ming did not hesitate to praise Xiao Wu and praised Xiao Wu.

Women love to listen to good words, especially those they like.

Sure enough, Xiao Wuyu's eyebrows were slightly relaxed, and she sat next to Yang Ming very happily, picked up the delicacies for Yang Ming, and said:

"Brother, come, open your mouth and let me feed you."

(Don't think dirty!) Don't think dirty! Don't think dirty! ）