Campus belle's cultivation master

The Yang family in Xilu.

There was a lot of joy.

It was the 90th birthday of Yang Dingfeng, the elder ancestor of the Yang family, and his whole body of fire and poison had gone away, and his cultivation had reached a higher level. This year's birthday banquet was extremely extravagant, and many famous families came to pay homage to him.

Everyone can see clearly that even though Yang Yi is dead, the Yang family in Xilu now has Yang Dingfeng, who is a strong man at the top of the world. On the contrary, he is more powerful than before.

"Liao Ping, the young master of the ancient sword sect, came to worship him!"

"Seven Star sect leader Yue Zhenbao comes to worship!"

"Jiang Haichuan, chairman of Daxing group, comes to pay homage!"

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Many dignitaries come here with heavy gifts. The family of Yang is as lively as the city!

"Shi Yuda, the head of the Shi Family in Mobei, came to worship him!"

"Tut Tut, it's amazing. Even the people from Mobei have come here..."

The housekeeper Yang Tu stood at the gate to greet each other, beaming with smile.

With the Yang family's foundation in Xilu and reputation in Xiuzhen world, today's scene is even worse than that sect meeting.

The crackling sound of firecrackers is deafening. In the laughter and jubilation, it shows the style of the aristocratic family!

The back house of the Yang family is a dilapidated courtyard, overgrown with weeds.

In the swallow's nest on the house, yellow mouthed chicks chirp in the bright spring.

Yang Xixi was lying on the narrow single bed, his lower body covered with a quilt, and his two arms, which were not much thicker than the bamboo pole, were folded in front of his chest.

Three months later, her pretty face, which used to be a little baby fat, was skinny, her eyes were sunken, her hair was withered and yellow, and her body was getting weaker and weaker day by day.

"Sorry, you have something to eat." The sallow faced middle-aged man was sitting by the bed, surrounded by the dust of a long journey.

He is the father of Yang Xixi. Yang Buhui rushed to Xilu from Fu'an County in Jiangnan province two days ago.

If it wasn't for the call from the school, the teacher told Yang Xixi that he had never been admitted, and that he, as a father, would have been kept in the dark, thinking that his daughter was enjoying college life carefree.

"Sorry, Dad, I'm sorry for you..." when Yang Buhui saw his daughter like this, he was heartbroken. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have told you so much..."

"Dad, it's my fault, not your fault." Yang Xixi's eyes were dazed, "Lin Yu is right. I'm too naive. Now I only regret that I didn't listen to him..."

After a pause, she said softly, "put down the bowl. I'll eat it in a moment. I will live, I will not die, I will wait for sister Xueqi to come back... "

Yang Buhui nodded heavily: "well, dad put it here, you must eat it."

"Well." Yang Xixi answered with a low voice, his eyes did not blink, "Dad, there is a voice..."

Yang Buhui clenched his teeth: "it's thundering. Close your eyes and have a sleep."

How dare he mention in front of his daughter that Yang's front yard is celebrating his ninth and tenth birthday

"No... it's not thunder, it's like the sound of firecrackers..." Yang Xixi breathed out slowly, "what's the festival today? How lively... "

Yang Buhui couldn't help it any more. He put down the bowl, hall got up and strode out of the door.

A man, eight feet tall, five big and three thick, curled up among the weeds in the yard, covered his cheeks with his hands, and wept like a child.

"Why... Why..."

Yang Buhui trembled all over for fear that Yang Xixi in the room would hear the news and try to suppress the cry.

If it wasn't for her daughter who brought back dayuandan from Pinggu County, Yang Dingfeng, the ancestor of the Yang family, would still be dying. The whole Yang family is still in a state of panic. What's in mind to celebrate there?

She has made such a great contribution, but she has to be treated so coldly. The Yang family in Xilu is just a group of animals! It's not human!

"I'm going to ask for an explanation!" Yang Buhui's anger was on his chest and his eyes were ready to crack. "I'm going to ask these bastards! They are so heartless that they really don't feel guilty at all! "

"Wait, daughter! When I come back! Let's go home! "

Yang Buhui clenched his teeth and clenched his fists. He looked like a wild ox with crazy hair and went straight out of the door.

"Dad! Daddy

Yang Xixi lay on the bed and called softly twice, but there was no response. He slowly closed his eyes, and tears began to fall.

With her intelligence, how could she not hear her father's cry.

"Sister Xueqi, when will you come back? I'm... I can't hold on any longer..."

"I Miss Lin Yu so much, I miss him so much. As long as I can see him again, I will die immediately..."

Squeak.

Suddenly there was a slight opening of the door.

Yang Xixi quickly raised her hand to cover her tearful face. Her voice choked a little: "Dad, you're back."

The other side didn't speak, and the footstep came to a stop by the bed.

"I'm... I'm lost in my eyes..." Yang Xixi wiped it with her little hand and sniffed, "Dad, I didn't cry, I really didn't cry..."

Her ear slowly rang out, is a kind of magnetic voice.

"It's so miserable to leave me. Are you a pig?"

Yang Xixi's body shuddered and his eyes widened in amazement.

She looked at the very handsome, but very familiar young face in front of her, her whole body trembled like electricity.

"You... You..."

Although her appearance changed greatly, the tone of speaking, the dark and bright pupil, had been deeply imprinted in Yang Xixi's heart, which she would never forget.

"Well, here I am." Lin Yu answered with a low voice and sat down beside the bed. He looked at her with his head tilted.

After the excitement and surprise, Yang Xixi's heart was filled with endless confusion.

She quickly pulled the quilt over her small head, "you... You don't look at me! I'm so ugly, I don't want you to see... "

"Wuwuwuwu, you are dead, you bastard... How did you become so handsome..."

Lin Yu left his mouth a little helplessly, reached out and grasped Bei Jiao: "the world is beautiful and ugly, full of red powder skeletons, where do you come from?"

He sighed silently, raised his hand and lifted the thin quilt.

"Ah

Yang Xixi extremely embarrassed scream, thin into a skeleton of the body shivering, pitifully looking at him.

Lin Yu frowned tightly, staring at the girl's two atrophic broken legs, his eyes were cold.

Yang Xixi's face was full of tears and covered his weak body with two small hands: "don't look at me now..."

She hopes that the other side's eyes will always be the best and most beautiful image of herself, instead of the ugly appearance of people and ghosts

Lin Yu put a milky white elixir into her open mouth and looked at her impatiently: "you are still so noisy."