At this time, the main Xi stage was already full of guests, all of them looking like they were either rich or noble, biting each other's ears and whispering.

The "March of the Athletes" was played on the school radio at a high decibel level, drowning out the noisy sounds of more than 2,000 people in the playground in an instant.

"Thank you for saving my brother." It was as if the meow of a kitten sounded in my ears. Yingtian turned his head and saw Ye Zhihan's face flushed, a pair of white little hands rubbing the corners of his clothes, and his eyes looked nervously at his toes.

Ye Zhihan...... Are you talking to me? Yingtian stammered a little, and somehow he was still a little flustered. He peeked around, and luckily, no one seemed to notice them. Moreover, he didn't seem to see Fang Doudou either.

"Hmm." Meow again.

"Are you the Ye family?" Yingtian asked in a low voice.

"Well, Ye Mingjie is my younger brother. Thanks to you that day! Ye Zhihan let go a little, still embarrassed to raise her head.

After being silent for a while, Ye Zhihan glanced at the words for a long time and finally spoke: "You...... Do you know Xie Baiman? After speaking, he buried his head very unnaturally.

It should be that she saw Yingtian's embarrassment just now, thinking that he at least knew Xie Baiman, otherwise how could strangers look at each other like that?

Ye Zhihan's idea is a little strange, but when she is young, she loves it early, and her whimsical ideas are school grass. At present, the little hero Yingtian has jumped several notches in her heart, and she deservedly has been promoted to the school grass!

If a large group of boys in the class who love Ye Zhihan know her thoughts, they will definitely rush up and put Yingtian in the shape of eighteen.

"I don't know, you know her?" As soon as he said it, Yingtian regretted it. As if he had been seen through, his face turned red.

"She's the daughter of one person in my family, and she's beautiful and outstanding." Ye Zhihan said in a low voice, as if she was talking about herself, and she was still very proud and proud.

"Oh, the people in your family? How is she not the same surname as you? As soon as the words came out, Yingtian felt stupid again. Although it is a family, it is not necessarily the surname Ye. Alas, I'm not stupid, I'm really stupid!

What's going on today? Yingtian touched his cheek and felt hot. Ye Zhihan didn't reply, and lowered her head again and was silent.

After a while, Ye Zhihan was about to speak, when she saw Principal Zhang on the main stage walk up to the microphone and announce the start of the school celebration.

Then, one after another leaders and guests began to speak. Time passed little by little, although the adults in brocade clothes were foaming at the mouth, the students in the audience were absent-minded like falling into a sea of clouds, and some people were whispering and chatting about their girlfriends.

Students don't like to listen to the big talk, they have been waiting for the school's award ceremony and the wonderful program of the school celebration.

Of course, there are many awards to be awarded at the school celebration, including outstanding cadre awards, outstanding collective awards, etc., but the first award is the highlight of today--- that is, the award for Tang Yingtian's righteousness and bravery!

This award is not only given to Yingtian, but also to the school itself. Because Yingtian gave the school a long face! You must know that it is the little master of the Ye family, and there is a donation of 500,000 yuan!

Schools should not only vigorously promote positive energy, but also need the generosity of the rich to help.

The white horse passed through the gap and the breeze blew, and the wind finally blew away the mist above the students' heads. The warm sunlight swaying down from the sky, making people feel comfortable with "the first day of the sun to the sun".

"Now please invite Tang Yingtian, a student from the first and second classes of junior high school, to the stage to receive the award!"

The horn sounded in front of the main stage, and the sound wave seemed to break through the fog, which made the students' hearts flutter. Everyone cheered up, and finally waited for their own moment!

After a commotion, Yingtian walked onto the main stage with a flushed face under the urging of his classmates and the push of Fang Doudou.

Looking down from the stage, I saw a small head pressed by black. Everyone stretched their necks, as if they were looking up at the majestic heroes, and Yingtian was about to be melted by the fiery eyes of the students!

He stood up straight, facing Principal Zhang, who was holding a bronzed red certificate and a stack of hundred-yuan bills in his hand, and was about to reach out to receive the award.

Suddenly, a pale, sweaty boy ran to the main stage and shouted to him in a panic: "Yingtian, your family...... Something happened at home! ”

Yingtian's face changed instantly, his fists clenched, and his eyes were red.

Father! The first thing that came to his mind was his father. During this time, he noticed his father's anxious and abnormal words and deeds, and he has been very worried. Now, something really happened!?

"Headmaster, I'm sorry, I have to go home!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yingtian jumped off the main platform in the exclamation of everyone, and jumped seven or eight meters away with a "swoop", like an arrow from the string, and rushed home frantically.

The guests on the main stage stood up and opened their mouths. They were not only surprised by the suddenness of the incident, but also by Yingtian's amazing skills.

There was a commotion on the playground, some of the students screamed, some were dazed, and more people began to talk about it.

Although his father told him not to easily expose his identity as a martial artist, Yingtian didn't care so much at this time. For the sake of his loved ones, he doesn't care about anyone or anything!

At this time, Ye Zhihan and Fang Doudou stood up suddenly, looking at the direction in which Yingtian disappeared, with surprised and worried looks on their faces.

"Fang Dou, you go to Yingtian's house to see what's going on." Teacher Wang hurriedly arranged for him to go to find out the news. In any case, she needed to understand that something like this happened on such an important occasion, otherwise she would not be able to explain it to the school leaders. What's more, she also cares about her protégé.

"I'll go too!" Ye Zhihan looked at the teacher eagerly, and her left foot had already stepped out. Teacher Wang did not object, and nodded lightly. Then, Ye Zhihan followed closely behind Fang Doudou and ran out in a hurry.

"Dad!" Yingtian rushed into the house and ran to every room as fast as he could. He eagerly searched everywhere, but to no avail.

Yingtian was clenching his fists and stepping out of the house, and saw Tang Feifei, a fellow Wanren who reported to him, from a distance. At this time, Extraordinary ran over sweating profusely.

Tang Feifei is in his twenties this year, and he is one of the few young people who practice martial arts in Lower Tang Bay, and he is already a martial artist in the middle realm of the second layer of the quenching body. Among the martial arts practitioners with general qualifications, he is also good.

What's more, there are still a lot of ordinary people in this world who can't quench their bodies--- who can be selected to practice martial arts, but there is a high probability that they can quench their bodies. In the end, those who can't quench their bodies and become martial artists will be ruthlessly eliminated by the martial arts sect.

At this time, Tang Feifei, who was already out of breath, bent down and supported his knees with both hands, and said breathlessly: "Yingtian, you...... You're running so fast! ”

"Extraordinary, what about my parents?" Yingtian was a little anxious.

"Bamaodi! You ...... quickly" Before he finished speaking, he galloped through the sky like a gust of wind, and in a blink of an eye, there was no human figure. He ran wildly all the way, and in a short time he reached Bamaodi.

The scene in front of him made Yingtian unforgettable for the rest of his life, and the bamao within a radius of 100 meters was put down, some were broken into slag, some were burned into charcoal, and burned into ashes.

I saw my mother sitting on the ground, her hair messy, blood oozing from the corners of her mouth, and she was crying loudly. The four dumb people next to him who were muffled and screamed for a long time stared at Yingtian with tears in their eyes, as if they were going to tell him something.

The area around Ba Maodi was full of people from Lower Tang Bay, and the head of the house, Tang Mingli, and two or three women were comforting Chunhe.

Yingtian bit her lip tightly, enduring the pain, and her eyes were already rippling with tears. The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place. Even though he was in pain at this time, he didn't cry.

At this time, he looked at the place not far from his mother's side, there was a large pool of blood that was particularly eye-catching, could it be his father's blood? What happened to him?

Yingtian's face sank like water, his eyes were red, he quickly stepped forward and squatted beside his mother, and asked eagerly, "Mom, what's going on?" Where's my dad? ”