"Brother Xuanhong, Uncle Wentang!"

Seeing Yang Wentang and Yang Xuanhong coming out, Yang Zhengcheng, who was standing in the corner, came over nervously.

"Rubbish!"

Yang Wentang saw that Yang Zhengcheng's face was blue and his nose was swollen, although he was disappointed, he didn't blame him, he just nodded his head and walked forward, but Yang Xuanhong, who was holding back a breath of resentment in his heart, didn't have that good self-cultivation, and directly scolded Yang Zhengcheng is anger, and then strode away with his sleeves.

Looking at the backs of Yang Wentang's father and son, Yang Zhengcheng clenched his fists, and the temples on both sides were faintly green tendons like green snakes, and in his eyes, there was a flash of resentment, but soon, he lowered his head, turned around and walked to the other side, and the five guys who followed him lowered their heads, and followed Yang Zhengcheng listlessly, gradually moving away.

Yangzhuang gradually returned to its previous calm.

Yang Xuanhong silently followed Yang Wentang, who had not said a word along the way, and returned home.

The white silk hangs all over, the atmosphere, sad, cold!

In the hall, a thick black wooden coffin was placed, and bursts of mournful weeping were heard.

Yang Wentang came back but did not enter the hall, just stood in the courtyard and stared at the black coffin in the hall with a gloomy face, turned to the left for a while, and when he arrived at the door of a house, he directly kicked the door open with his foot, and then entered.

Seeing this, Yang Xuanhong had a slight nervousness on his face, but then he took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and when he released his fists, he had already returned to normal, and silently walked into the room.

In the room, Yang Wentang stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the layout of the room, his expression was sad.

"Daddy!"

Yang Xuanhong walked behind Yang Wentang and shouted weakly.

"Close the door!" Yang Wentang's voice sounded coldly.

Yang Xuanhong's face changed slightly, but he still obediently turned around and closed the door, and then silently stood behind Yang Wentang again.

Syllable!

Suddenly, Yang Wentang turned around all of a sudden, slapped Yang Xuanhong's body hard, directly slapped Yang Xuanhong's body sideways, hit the wall in the room heavily, and when he fell to the ground, he opened his mouth and spit out blood, not because of internal injuries, but because two teeth were knocked out and spit out with blood.

"Brute...... Don't think I don't know anything......"

Yang Wentang turned around slowly, staring at Yang Xuanhong, who was slowly standing up, with a hideous face, staring at Yang Xuanhong, who was slowly standing up, and said in a gloomy voice.

Thump!

Yang Xuanhong, who was already red and swollen on his right side with his hand, heard this, his face turned pale and he knelt down!

He knew, his father already knew what he was doing! Of course, when he knew, he didn't know, but it didn't matter.

Staring at Yang Xuanhong who was kneeling, Yang Wentang's eyes began to have a strong killing intention, his hand was raised, and the vitality energy full of killing breath swirled in the palm of his hand, but in the end, it was not shot, the killing energy in his eyes slowly faded, and finally was replaced by grief, sorrow, and a little helplessness, his body trembled slightly, and he was obviously very fortunate to be controlled.

"If I hadn't had only one son like you now, I would have killed you...... This is Ming Tao's room, this is your room from today onwards!Let me tell you, if Yang Ningfeng really wins the championship of the clan competition, if he doesn't die, you will have to die!" Yang Wentang took several deep breaths in a row, before he calmed himself down, and then threw out the door, his slightly angry, majestic and slightly ruthless voice still echoed clearly in the room: "You, do it yourself!"

......

Siguo Cliff, in fact, is in the back mountain range, about 500 meters away from the small forest in the back mountain, there is a cliff about 50 meters high and a strange rock.

At a place about fifty meters above the ground, there was a big stone protruding, Yang Tianhe and Yang Wenxiong climbed up with Yang Ningfeng, and the three of them stood on top of this big stone.

"From now on, you have thought about this, and someone will bring you water and food every day. ”

On top of the boulder, Yang Tianhe said.

"Uncle, I understand, hard work uncle!" Yang Ningfeng nodded.

"It's good to understand......"

Yang Tianhe looked at Yang Ningfeng in a daze, and finally sighed lightly, muttered softly almost to himself, and then jumped directly from the boulder, and when he reached a strange rock about five meters below, he totoed a little, his body swept down, and he pointed three times in a row, and the person was already on the ground, and then his head would not leave.

"Uncle is pretty cool. Yang Ningfeng looked at Yang Tianhe's departing back and said with a smile.

"Uncle Tianhe's strength should be in the top five in our Yang family...... You kid is really, and you still have the heart to think about something else, when is it, you can still laugh. ”

Yang Wenxiong also looked at the direction of Yang Tianhe's departure, but he had a solemn face, listening to Yang Ningfeng's words, he couldn't help but turn around and look at Yang Ningfeng, he didn't have a good airway. He was worried, although Yang Ningfeng had escaped for the time being, but the goal of "Champion of the Clan Competition" made him unhappy!

Over the years, the Yang family has been declining day by day, and they don't even have the ability to enter the top three of the clan competition, they were all taken away by the Zhao family and the Luo family, let alone win the championship! If it was before, whether or not they could win the championship, the Yang family did their best, and it was not Yang Wenxiong's turn to worry about this matter. What family declines, what family wants to rise, it is not his turn to worry about how big his heart.

But now it's different, the champion of the clan competition is already tightly tied to Yang Ningfeng's fate.

Feeling Yang Wenxiong's strong worry and anxiety, Yang Ningfeng's heart was warm again, in the Yang family, the person who can be selfless and can really be good to him, in addition to his father and Yunluo, is the cousin in front of him who has not yet married, completely treating him as a son and a vain, Yang Wenxiong's love for him, if someone exchanges Yang Wenxiong's life for his life now, Yang Ningfeng dares to believe that Yang Wenxiong will not hesitate to hand over his life.

"Uncle Wenxiong, you don't have to worry about me......" Yang Ningfeng hesitated for a moment and said.

But before he finished his words, Yang Wenxiong interrupted excitedly: "Can I not worry? Brother Wenxuan is such a son as you, if you can't win the championship, how can you explain to your sister-in-law then? When my sister-in-law left, I told me, I must take good care of you, if you have any three longs and two shortcomings, my sister-in-law is as kind to me as a mountain, if it weren't for her, I would have died a long time ago, how can I have the face to see my sister-in-law when the time comes.................."

Saying that, Yang Wenxiong suddenly realized something, immediately stopped, and glanced at Yang Ningfeng, who was trembling all over his body at this time, he was already extremely excited, and was staring at him with an extremely complicated gaze, suddenly turned around and was about to jump down, like a sinner who had done something wrong and wanted to escape.

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 the hell is going on? For so many years, no one has ever been willing to tell me anything about my mother, since she is alive, where is she now? Uncle Wenxiong, tell me!"

"Smack!"

Yang Wenxiong did not answer Yang Ningfeng's words, but suddenly slapped his face in Yang Ningfeng's stunned, with great force, crisp and resounding, half of his face turned red all of a sudden, and after finishing, he used his hand to remove Yang Ningfeng's hand: "Look at my broken mouth...... Ning Feng, don't force me, I can't say it, I really can't say it. So, now you don't think about anything, you should think about your victory. ”

"Uncle Wenxiong, tell me, I'm not a child anymore, I have the right to know about my mother, tell me!" But Yang Ningfeng insisted, he must have a word, and said gently and forcefully.

"I'm sorry, I really can't tell you, it's going to hurt you, because you're too weak now!" Yang Wenxiong shook his head, his tone very resolute.

"Uncle Wenxiong, tell me...... Or tell me how you can tell me about my mother. Yang Ningfeng's heart moved, he heard the concession in Yang Wenxiong's words, and hurriedly said.

Yang Wenxiong looked at Yang Ningfeng fixedly, his eyes flickering, and he was 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 die with such a big regret, understand?" Yang Ningfeng's voice sank slightly and said.

Hearing this, Yang Wenxiong's body shook slightly, and then a flash of resoluteness flashed in his eyes, as if he had made a major decision, and said in a low voice: "Ning Feng, don't force your Uncle Wenxiong now." But I can promise you that if you win the championship of the clan competition, obtain the entry trial quota of the Heavenly Dragon Sect and successfully pass the trial, and become a disciple of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, Uncle Wenxiong will tell you everything about your mother word for word. ”

"Become a disciple of the Heavenly Dragon Sect?" Yang Ningfeng's eyes narrowed suddenly. stared at Yang Wenxiong for a while, and then clenched his fists violently: "Okay, I hope Uncle Wenxiong won't hide anything from me anymore!"

"Don't worry, your Uncle Wenxiong doesn't have any other strengths, but he has always been good at talking. Yang Wenxiong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, this is also his high hopes for Yang Ningfeng, if Yang Ningfeng becomes a disciple of the Heavenly Dragon Sect and already has a big backer, what if he says it then?

Although he didn't know the whereabouts of his mother and what happened back then, the Yang family was tight-lipped and unwilling to tell him half of his mother's affairs, but now at least he knew that his mother was still alive, so although Yang Wenxiong didn't dare to say more, Yang Ningfeng also felt that this was the biggest gain today, and because of this, he was more eager to win the championship of the clan than the conference!

Because this is not just about his fate, but the opportunity to make it possible for him to meet his mother. He believed that as long as he knew where his mother was, he would have a chance to meet her.

"Ningfeng, there is no shelter here, there is still nearly half a year before the clan than the conference, here in the sun and rain, you have to pay attention to your body!"

Not wanting to dwell on the matter of Yang Ningfeng's mother's relatives anymore, Yang Wenxiong moved the topic away, and just because he mentioned Yang Ningfeng's mother's relatives, the atmosphere suddenly became weird and heavy, and he wanted to break this atmosphere.

"If this is a blessed place, the clan will not sentence me to confinement!" Yang Ningfeng chuckled disapprovingly when he heard this.