My school sweetheart

Yang Wentian and Yang Chengtian have been scheming all their lives. In the end, it seems that they never dreamed that their two families fell into Xu Lang's hands. They don't even know what happened and who got the most benefit.

At this time, Xu Lang was standing behind the rocks. He was thinking about how to deal with Yang Wentian and Yang Chengtian. He had just absorbed the internal power of the eight elders and Yang Jiye. This was a great harvest. Naturally, he knew that the internal power of Yang Wentian and Yang Chengtian must be dozens of times, or even hundreds of times, of these people's total. For Xu Lang, he was very proud However, it is a great temptation.

And Xu Lang took a look at Yang Jiye lying at his feet. He had been drained into a sun dried eggplant bag.

Of course, it seems that the eggplant has been dried in the sun, and its volume has shrunk, but it's not really the size of eggplant. He's just a lot older in an instant. After all, he's a man over 100 years old, and he's also the owner of the Yang family, so it's OK to leave him a whole corpse and quietly drain his internal power.

Just as Xu Lang hid behind the rocks and considered whether he wanted to drain Yang Wentian's and Yang Chengtian's internal forces, he suddenly realized that there was an abnormal force attacking him. It wasn't how strong the force was, but it was very messy. It was estimated that the sources were different and there were more people coming.

Xu Lang quickly stamped back. He didn't know much about the hermit family. Maybe there were some big people.

All of a sudden, black people swarmed in from all over the world. Their clothes were retro and their hairstyles were old-fashioned. In a word, none of them were new.

Xu Lang was shocked. Although he didn't know who these people were, he also guessed that they were from the secluded families. After all, there were many smaller families besides the Yang family, Zhuge family and Sima family.

Xu Lang guessed that these people came from some small families besides the three big clans. For example, the five least surnames of the Chinese clans are death, difficulty, black, old and poison. The reason why the descendants of these surnames are rare in the secular society is that the clans of these surnames are basically in the clans.

However, even in the secluded families, there are relatively few people in these families.

Although the number of people is small, it does not mean that their ambition is small, nor does it mean that their martial arts skills are low. Although Xu Lang did not fight with these people, he realized that their martial arts skills are not simple.

Looking at Yang Chengtian and Yang Wentian, when they saw the arrival of these people, they were stunned and couldn't help lamenting in their hearts: the tiger fell on the plain and was bullied by the dog.

You look at me and I look at you. You can't help feeling a lot. You look at each other and smile. You slowly close your eyes. It seems that you don't have any thoughts. The hatred between you is also disintegrating in an instant. What can they do in this kind of field?

After the arrival of the dark crowd, they gathered together yangwentian and yangchengtian one after another, but no one dared to do it immediately. Many of them didn't know yangchengtian, only knew yangwentian. They were clear about what kind of prominent figures yangwentian was.

At this time, seeing Yang Wentian sitting on the ground with his knees crossed and his eyes closed, he didn't know whether he was seriously injured or practicing some top martial arts. Naturally, they didn't dare to act rashly when all the circumstances were not clear.

However, some of the experts with high martial arts, courage and good eyesight in the dark night took a few steps forward cautiously, and vaguely saw a lot of blood on the corners of Yang Wentian's mouth and Yang Chengtian's mouth. They could not help shouting: "Yang Wentian is injured!"

"Yang Wentian is hurt. He is really hurt!"

"Yang Wentian, are you really hurt?"

"Yang Wentian, how can you have today? Your Yang family used to be thin, but now it's better. Ha ha, even you, the master of the family, are going to be finished

………

They all yelled, but no one dared to rush to attack first.

Xu Lang hid behind the rocks and counted them. There were at least three or four hundred of them, including some real martial arts masters, especially some old men who had been standing at the end of the crowd and kept silent. Xu Lang could see that they were the real big roles.

Just at this time, one of the few old men who stood at the end of the crowd was silent. He just said in a cold voice, "let's get out of the way, and let me personally understand Yang Wentian's tricks."

The old man said, and jumped up.

At the same time, several other strange looking old men also jumped up and said: "wait a minute, Yang Wentian is mine!"

As a result, five or six old men, in order to fight for the chance to kill Yang and ask the sky, fought against each other and were not happy.

And Yang Wentian slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yang Chengtian, and said with a smile: "brother, I can't believe that you and my brother gallop in the river and lake and dominate the world. They will be bullied by these curfew people. It's not like death!"And Yang Chengtian also slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "yes, brother, you and my brother have been calculating for so many years and will die here. Brother Wei wants to die with dignity. He doesn't want to be bullied by these curfew people, but he doesn't want to get the reputation of being killed by Bi.

How about this, you and my brother, with the last breath of strength, give each other a hand and send each other to rest on the road

On hearing this, Yang Wentian was pleasantly surprised and quickly agreed, "brother, you're right. OK, let's do it."

The two heroes scrambled to each other, ready to use up their last breath to kill each other.

Xu Lang, who is hiding in the dark, can't help feeling worried when he sees this scene. He doesn't care about the death of these two people, but is worried that if they die, they will waste hundreds of years of internal power? What a pity.

No, I can't let them waste. Waste is a great crime!

Xu Lang said in his heart that he was ready to appear. He knew that once he appeared, he must be ready to meet all the experts on the scene.

However, just at this time, I heard a roar coming from afar, "stop, don't hurt my master!"

This voice is a little old, because of anger, it seems to tremble, which makes people feel sad.

Xu Lang dodged in a hurry and stopped breathing to see who was coming.

The hermit family also looked up and saw a hunchback old man with white hair. Everyone knew this old man. He was Yang'an, the old housekeeper of the Yang family, the largest hermit family.

Yang Wentian and Yang Chengtian, who are about to start, suddenly turn around, like seeing their relatives. They are very surprised.

But amber fell down and knelt down in front of Yang Wentian, "master, master, what's the matter with you? Who hurt you like this?"

However, all of them have no mind to meet uncle Ann. They watch their family leaders fighting one after another. The fighting is earth shattering.

But Yang Wen Tian's face brightened and said in a trembling voice, "it's so nice to see you, Ann Bo. No one hurt me. I deserve all this. Now, I'm going to die. I have only two wishes. I can't rest assured. Can Ann Bo help me fulfill these two wishes for the sake of following me for more than 100 years?"

With tears in his eyes, amber said quickly, "master, please say that I will do my best."

Yang Wentian said slowly, "Abe, my son Feiyang is still in the world, but he has been hurt by the chief of the palace. He has changed into a man or a ghost and suffered a lot. How I hope my son Feiyang can live like a normal person. My second wish is my granddaughter Lingling. Although Lingling and I can't see each other, we are my granddaughter after all The grandfather didn't protect her. I'm sorry for that! "

When he said these words, Yang Wentian was in tears all the time. He lowered his voice for fear of being heard by people with ulterior motives.

But hiding in the dark, Xu Lang listens clearly. Hearing these words, Xu Lang is also moved.

No matter how hateful people are in the world, they are sentimental and lovable. At this time, Yang Wentian's love for his son and granddaughter is just his lovability, which makes Xu Lang feel soft hearted.

Yang Wentian said slowly: "amber, listen, I don't want you to do these things. Even I can't do these things. I just want you to find a man. He is a young man in the secular society. His name is Xu Lang, and he is also Lingling's lover. My grandson-in-law asks him to save Lingling's father for Lingling's sake And be kind to Lingling. "

On hearing this, Xu Lang was deeply moved that Lingling had such a grandfather, but he couldn't let her enjoy her grandfather's love.

Amber nodded again and again, "I know, master. Don't worry, master. Let me heal you. I'll take you home."

Yang asked the sky, but he shook his head, "no, my wish is over. I don't care any more. I've done too many evils in my life. This is also my retribution."

Yang Wentian said seriously, and then asked: "by the way, amber, how did you come to the secular society? You don't even know I'm here. "

And amber said in a hurry, "Oh, sir, a strange man in black informed me that you were killed here and asked me to come and rescue you."

Xu Lang, who was hiding in the dark, was shocked when he heard this: "man in black! What a black robed man