Super Junior Grandmaster

Chapter 900 coma
Yang Ling was in a hurry, and quickly reacted and punched Ye Guangcheng's chest, but he was a little caught off guard, his strength was not strong, and his whole body still rushed forward.

Ye Guangcheng only felt a burst of fragrant fragrance, intoxicating, and immediately hugged his sweetheart whom he thought about day and night tightly with both hands.

"Ling'er, you are finally mine, and I can finally have you!" Ye Guangcheng was overjoyed.

"Ye Guangcheng, you're going to die!" Yang Ling looked ferocious, pointed his claws, and grabbed Ye Guangcheng's neck with all his strength.

But just as Yang Ling's hand touched Ye Guangcheng's neck, he immediately stopped, and Ye Guangcheng tapped his acupuncture points.

"Now, you have become meat on the chopping board, let me taste it. Don't worry, I will love you well!" Ye Guangcheng hooked Yang Ling's chin, and looked at the beauty who was thinking so closely, That heart was about to jump excitedly.

"Please, let me go, okay?" Yang Ling begged Ye Guangcheng, thinking that she was about to be bullied by the person in front of her, and her body was about to be ruined. Come and save her.

After so many years, Yang Ling had already forgotten the feeling of crying. She only remembered that it was the time when Ye Zhifeng's legs were crippled and his spirit was sluggish. That was already 18 years ago.

The crystal tears slipped over the corner of the mouth like pearls, and fell to the ground with a bang, breaking the whole heart.

"Ling'er, I didn't expect you to be so beautiful when you cry. I haven't tasted this beauty's tears yet. I'm lucky today." Ye Guangcheng was so excited that he kissed Yang Ling's cheek.

Yang Ling felt a pain in his heart and closed his eyes.Just when Ye Guangcheng was about to touch Yang Ling's cheek, there was a rush of footsteps.

Ye Guangcheng was guilty of being a thief, and immediately turned around to look at the person who came by. From this look, it was just a fool like Ye Wentian.

"Uncle Cheng, what are you doing? Why is my mother crying?" Ye Wentian looked at the two suspiciously.

Walking forward, Ye Wentian wiped the corners of Yang Ling's eyes.

"Mother, did Tian'er make you angry again?" Ye Wentian pouted, and suddenly noticed the strangeness of Yang Ling's clothes on his back: "Mother, why are your clothes torn?"

"Leave it alone, I'll let you handle it." Seeing Ye Wentian, Yang Ling felt a pain in his heart, gritted his teeth, and looked at Ye Guangcheng as if he had made up his mind.

"Okay, I can let this idiot go, he doesn't threaten me at all." Ye Guangcheng smiled wickedly.

"Uncle Cheng, I'm not a fool, are you bullying my mother?" Ye Wentian seemed to know something, and immediately stood in front of Yang Ling, looking at Ye Guangcheng angrily.

"Hehe~~ I never imagined that you, a fool, are not stupid at all." Ye Guangcheng's eyes froze, a flash of ruthlessness flashed across his face, and he slapped Ye Wentian on the head with his palm.

"No!" Yang Ling yelled heartbreakingly, watching Ye Guangcheng's palm land on Ye Wentian's head in disbelief.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, Ye Wentian was blown out without any surprise, lying on the ground, motionless, as if he was dead.

"Ye Guangcheng, I'm going to kill you!" Yang Ling glared at Ye Guangcheng, desperately hitting the meridians, but under the attack of anger, his true energy exploded, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ye Guangcheng was also shocked, he didn't expect Yang Ling to be so eager to protect the calf, doing something that would damage the meridians.

Ye Guangcheng wiped the blood off his face, and was about to speak, when suddenly a palm wind came from behind him.

Ye Guangcheng was startled, and suddenly fell sideways. At the same time, he put his palm on the ground, flipped over, and stood still on the ground.

"Ye Guangcheng, you hurt my wife and child, I want you to die today!" Ye Zhifeng slapped the ground, and sat on the ground, looking at Ye Guangcheng with a ferocious face.

"Hmph~~ Ye Zhifeng, you are just a useless person, and you are not worthy of Ling'er at all. Today I want to see how you, a useless person, can fight against me." Ye Guangcheng kicked, and the previous dagger flew up and landed. Started.

"Ling'er is not something you, a beast, can call." Ye Zhifeng slapped the ground with both palms, and rushed towards Ye Guangcheng extremely fast.

Ye Guangcheng was terrified, he moved a step to avoid Ye Zhifeng's attack, and at the same time stabbed Ye Zhifeng with the dagger in his hand.

Although Ye Zhifeng's cultivation has been stagnant, his strength is still there. He missed the blow and quickly shot again. With a flick of his finger, there was a clear "clang". Ye Guangcheng only felt a huge force coming from the dagger, and his hand was unsteady. , the dagger flew to the side in response.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Guangcheng turned around and ran out immediately. After this fight, Ye Guangcheng realized the huge gap between himself and Ye Zhifeng. If Ye Zhifeng's legs were not disabled, he would be dead now.

Although Ye Zhifeng was annoyed, he didn't chase him out. The only thing he was worried about now was his son lying motionless on the ground.Ye Zhifeng opened the acupoints on Yang Ling's body, and the two of them immediately came to Ye Wentian's side, sniffed and breathed, and finally became more stable.

"Brother Feng, how is Tian'er?" Yang Ling asked anxiously.

"Tian'er's head has been shaken, I'm afraid..." Ye Zhifeng took a deep breath, his fists creaking, thinking of Ye Wentian's face, the veins were exposed, and he wished he could grab Ye Guangcheng immediately and tear him apart That's good.

"How could it be?" Yang Ling grabbed her chest violently, heartbroken. She used to be someone whose cultivation base surpassed Ye Zhifeng's. Naturally, she knew about Ye Wentian's situation, but she couldn't believe the result.

Looking at Ye Wentian's peaceful and handsome face, Yang Ling couldn't hide the tears of sadness. She hugged Ye Wentian, washed and combed him, put him on the bed, and gently covered him with the quilt, just like this silently Patiently waited by Ye Wentian's side.

Ye Zhifeng manipulated the wheelchair, came to Yang Ling's side, and gently stroked Yang Ling's beautiful hair.

Yang Linghong's eyes were swollen, she turned around, threw herself into Ye Zhifeng's arms, and cried again.

Ye Zhifeng hugged Yang Ling tightly. The two of them used to be the pride of the heavens. They were so glorious. They didn't expect everything to change like this.

If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. This is an eternal truth.

A genius who hasn't grown up is never a genius.

"Ling'er, the patriarch asked me to discuss things today and wants me to teach those children." The two were silent for a long time, and Ye Zhifeng spoke slowly.

"In the past, you were so talented that everyone in the clan fawned on you, but now that you have fallen, this clan doesn't take us seriously at all, but it's fine if you don't take me seriously. I can't bear to let the younger generation bully Tian'er!" Yang Ling said firmly.

"Yeah." Ye Zhifeng gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.

(End of this chapter)