Is there anything worse in the world than this? I can't dig the ore that I got in my life, and this is still a ball?

A few minutes later, at the gate of the Soul Suppression Realm, a pitch-black tower gate light and shadow suddenly appeared, and Yang Ling walked out of it with a black face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"This is the spirit stone you need!" Yang Ling waved his hand, and a large pile of crystals as white as jade floated in front of the cliff.

This was dug out by Yang Ling in the hole just now, but what made him vomit three liters of blood was that these ores could not be dug in vain, and each piece could only be brought out at the cost of 100,000 star coins, that is, the things he got could not be used casually, and when he dug the first piece, Yang Ling almost cried.

And until now, his heart was still dripping blood, and for this pile of fourth-level spirit stones, he had paid a full 10 million star coins.

Dog*Day is so shameless!

Yang Ling wanted to cry without tears and cursed the system of giving birth to a son for a long time, before he took out a large piece of boundary wall material from the ring, and thought about it, and took out a large pile of cellar mud that the winery used to make wine and threw it to Cangya.

"Cangya, the matter of the underworld will be handed over to you!"

After he told a group of mages a few words again, he returned to the courtyard of the system, and saw Xian Canglan sitting alone at the door of the Nine Refining Hall in a daze, so he walked over and explained a few words before exiting the system.

He really didn't want to stay in there any longer.

Zhen Tian finished grooming, wearing a white shallow neck sweater, blue jeans, high heels, and came down from the upstairs with a radiant face.

Yang Ling, who looked depressed, was sitting on the sofa in a daze.

"Oh, my little Langjun~, my sister doesn't want you to be responsible! Look at you!" Zhen Tian stood in front of him enchantingly, and he could no longer see the haggard and frightened on his face, and returned to the elegant demeanor of the past.

Yang Ling stood up with a wry smile, "Sister Zhen, I'm going to go back to see my parents immediately, do you continue to live here or go home?"

"What's the matter, you want to leave your sister when you're comfortable?" Zhen Tian looked at him with a smile.

Yang Ling couldn't help but twitch a few times, and said in his heart that you are comfortable, and the house is about to collapse by you, but he still said: "I haven't been home for a few months, and my family is very worried......

"You little conscienceless!" Zhen Tian couldn't help but glance at him, "You men are all the same, you don't admit it, you go back, I'll go home first, and then I'll go back to my hometown to see my parents." ”

Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I'll send you back first!"

"It's pretty much the same!" Zhen Tian pinched his waist again.

Half an hour later, Yang Ling left from the Blue Sky Community.

After the last incident, several buildings around the neighborhood that were crushed by Yukiko Oda with magic weapons were quickly demolished under the crushing of powerful state apparatus, and now they have been turned into a park, full of green turf, flowers and trees, and it is no longer visible what it was back then.

And Zhen Tian's home has also been repaired, and the security door, damaged windows, and furniture are all brand new, as if nothing had happened.

Zhen Tian was surprised by the changes around her, and Yang Ling didn't explain much to her, because the explanation was not clear, she just said that she didn't know much about the situation, and she would slowly inquire after the New Year.

And when Yang Ling left, he told her not to open a barbecue restaurant after the Chinese New Year, and it was best to buy another house, so as not to be remembered.

When Yang Ling returned home, it was already evening.

In winter, the grass and trees in the small mountain village are withered and look unusually bleak, and the surrounding mountains stand quietly, and the mountains and fields carry a cold breath.

A flying car fell silently from the yard, Yang Ling got out of the car, then opened the trunk, and began to move things in large bags from inside, all kinds of tobacco, alcohol, fruits, candy and snacks.

The sound of the noise alarmed Yang Benshun, who was watching TV on the fire in the room, and when he came out to take a look, he saw his son, whom he hadn't seen for a few months, pouting his ass and arching in the flying car.

"Do you still know to come back?"

A cold voice sounded behind Yang Ling, a voice comparable to an ice bucket challenge, full of oppression and threat, and immediately evoked the painful memories he had left behind after countless playful plays.

"Hey, Dad~!" Yang Ling quickly turned around and greeted affectionately with low eyebrows.

"Hmph~!" Yang Benshun snorted coldly, then bent down and began to help him carry things, and moved large bags and small bags into the house.

As soon as Yang Ling entered the door with a few boxes of fruits, he saw his mother hidden behind the door, wearing an apron at this time, holding a rolling pin in her hand, and her eyes shining in the dim light.

"Mom~!" Yang Ling hurriedly put down the things with a smiling face.

"Why are you coming back?ah~ Why don't you give birth to a cub and sprout and come back? You say you, what's the use of me giving birth to you? It's better not to be scared all day long, why didn't I throw you up the mountain at that time......" Mom didn't give him any chance to explain at all, stretched out her finger on his forehead, and the hand was a finger Zen triple hit, poof, a few times, almost poked his ass and sat in the blazing fire.

Yang Ling was suddenly frightened and hurriedly hugged his mother's arm, "Hehe, Mom, aren't I coming back?

"Hmph, I'll settle accounts with you after eating!" He Xiumei glared at him fiercely, turned around and continued to cook.

After a while, Yang Ling and his father finished moving all the things on the flying car, sat down and rested for a while, and He Xiumei also brought the food up one after another and put it on the small dining table.

Stir-fried dried duck with sour chili, smoked sausages, pork stewed cabbage, spicy crayfish, yam bone broth, and a plate of pickled cucumbers.

The meals were very simple, but the familiar taste made Yang Ling have a great appetite, these were the dishes he loved to eat when he was a child, compared to the food made by Han Xue, he couldn't control his saliva, and immediately threw the unpleasantness that happened in the system to Java.

So he couldn't wait to pick up a crayfish in his hand, and threw it into his mouth before he had time to peel the shell.

Suddenly, a long-lost spicy and fresh fragrance rushed into his brain, tearing his taste apart.

Hiss ~ Delicious and delicious!

One after another, he clicked and ate several more pieces, until he was seen by his mother who came out with rice, and rewarded him with a brain and a finger Zen, "How old is a person, I don't know how to wash my hands when eating!"

"Hehe!" Yang Ling laughed a few times and hurriedly went to wash his hands, and when he came back, there was already a bottle of wine and two wine glasses on the table, and Yang Benshun had already sat down.

"Dad~" Yang Ling rubbed his hands and sat next to Yang Benshun, quickly picked up the wine bottle, and poured a glass for his father. (To be continued.) )