~： Five hundred sixty-two. Pure Yang Ming

(Two more)

The base camp of the blasting gang.

Yang Ming stood under a banyan tree and bowed to the newly erected tombstone in front.

In the tombstone, buried the remains of Yang Ming's biological father brought back from the Killing City.

After Tang Chen joined the Zhantian Gang, he told Yang Ming everything about Yang Ming's biological father.

It turned out that although he was parasitized by the nine blood-red bat kings in the past, he was mostly in a state of turmoil, but as a prominent figure in the world, Tang Chen would naturally not be willing to let it go. He took advantage of his awake time, from the killing capital. Among the murderers, one person was selected as a messenger, and he was sent outside to ask for help from the Clear Sky School.

That messenger was Yang Ming's biological father.

It was difficult to get out of the **** road, but with Tang Chen's help to cheat, he escaped from the killing city smoothly.

However, the nine-headed blood red bat king is not a fool. He immediately arranged countermeasures and reached a certain agreement with Pope Bibi Dong. Through cheating, a group of murderers from the killing capital were brought to the outside world, and a killer organization was established. On the surface, he was doing some dirty work in the black market, but in fact he helped Pope Bibi Dong secretly root out dissidents.

Pope Bibi Dong naturally wouldn't worry that this assassin organization escaped his control, and filled a lot of people from the Spirit Hall who were loyal to him.

In a situation where Yang Ming's biological father was accidentally hunted down, Yang Ming's biological father met Tang Hao, who was also hunted down by the Wuhun Hall, and went to the Holy Soul Village together.

After settling in the Holy Spirit Village for a while, Yang Ming’s biological father left quietly for Yang Ming’s safety. Instead of those assassins who were chasing after the killers, he actually ran back to the killing capital, preparing to find the King of Killing for help. , What he met was no longer Tang Chen, who remained awake, and he was gone forever.

Looking at the tombstone in front of him, Yang Ming sighed.

"brother."

Next to him, Xiao Wu took Yang Ming's arm empathetically and comforted:

"Siren has passed away, so don't be too upset. If something goes wrong with you, your uncle will feel uneasy if he knows the underground spring."

"I'm fine." Yang Ming patted Xiao Wu on the back of his palm, and said: "I just feel a little emotional."

After nearly a year of disappearing, Xiao Wu grew more and more slim.

It is said that the eighteenth change of women, this is really correct.

A pink short sleeve is worn on the body, barely pulled to the belly button, revealing a flat abdomen and a beautifully curved mermaid line. The lower body is wearing hot pants, two young and vigorous long legs, strong and restrained muscles, and a scorpion tail braid. It fell softly on the back of his head, swaying from left to right along with the change of mood, looking very cute.

Of course, in addition to the changes in her figure, Xiao Wu's face has also changed a little.

Although Xiao Wu has a peaceful mind and is not easy to kill, she still has an unforgettable hatred for the Great Enemy Wuhun Palace. In the past half a year, she has followed Sister Bao'er on several missions to blast the sky and destroyed several places. Wuhun Hall Branch Hall.

It is precisely because of these experiences that Xiao Wu's eyebrows are a bit less immature, and a bit more heroic and heroic. This has not reduced Xiao Wu's own charm, but has made her more and more enjoyable.

Seeing Yang Ming's gaze on his face for a long time, feeling Yang Ming's squeeze his palm a little hard, Xiao Wu groaned, but did not refuse. Instead, she used her body to lean on and press tightly against Yang Ming's arm. On the side, pink lips moved slightly, and a delicate voice like a silver bell rang:

"Brother, knowing that you are coming back today, I made a few delicacies specially prepared by me in these days. Would you like to try it?"

Yang Ming cursed Xiao Wu's Qiong nose in a drooling manner, and the hand feels as good as usual. Not surprisingly, Xiao Wu's eyes looked back, seeming to blame Yang Ming for treating her as a little girl.

"I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time. I don't know if you have made any progress. If you don't make progress, then you will have to take care of the family law."

Xiao Wu's face was flushed with fire when she heard the word "Family Law Serve", she seemed to recall some embarrassing memory.

The two did not invite others, and went back to the house owned by Xiao Wu in the base camp alone.

The house is very big, a three-story building, with rockery and water, pavilions, and a small back garden. It is planted with some plants that Xiao Wu brought back from the Tiandou Forest. It is now in spring. It is full of flowers, red, blue, purple, green, green, orange, and purple, which are extremely colorful.

The room is even more characteristic of Xiaowu, and the decoration is quite warm, and there is no shortage of furniture of various colors. The soft lighting adds a touch of home.

Yang Ming knew that Xiao Wu had always longed for a complete home ever since her mother was killed by the Wuhun Temple. A lot of her efforts have been devoted here to arrange everything she can think of.

Thinking like this, Yang Ming's gaze towards Xiao Wu became softer and more indulgent, hoping that this innocent and romantic girl could grow up happily throughout her life.

"Brother, let you wait a long time."

In a short while, Xiao Wu brought a plate of delicious food from the kitchen to the table.

Yang Ming glanced away, his expression a little strange.

Scrambled eggs with leeks, geoduck tattoos, steamed abalone, sea cucumber soup.

Ok……

What does this imply...

Seeing Yang Ming hesitated while holding the chopsticks, Xiao Wu tilted her head and asked:

"Brother, what's the matter, is it uncomfortable, or am I not cooking to your liking?"

"Nothing, Xiao Wu cooks the best."

Yang Ming smiled and put a steamed abalone in a bowl. The surface of the abalone was deliberately cut into a cross shape with a knife, so that it can be better marinated. It is sprinkled with garlic particles and it seems that there is some rice wine. It smells very delicate, not only with the aroma of wine, but also with the aroma of garlic and abalone itself.

With one bite, the steaming time of the abalone is very good, and I can feel the sensation of the juice erupting from the tip of the tongue It has a hot taste, but it is inexplicably refreshing.

The abalone itself has no taste, but Xiao Wu obviously moved her mind and spent a lot of time marinating it to taste, so it doesn't feel light at all, but it still has a salty aroma.

Xiao Wu was a little nervous, her big eyes flashing, noting the change in Yang Ming's expression, and asked:

"Brother, how is it, is it delicious?"

"Compared to half a year ago, Xiao Wu's cooking skills have improved a lot."

Yang Ming didn't hesitate to praise Xiao Wu.

Women love to listen to good words, especially good words from the person they like.

Sure enough, Xiao Wu's eyebrows were slightly loose, and she was very happy to sit beside Yang Ming, picking up some delicacies for Yang Ming, and saying:

"Brother, come, open your mouth and let me feed you."

(Don't think about dirt! Don't think about dirt! Don't think about dirt!)