Sister, you miss me

"Dudu, call Dad."

Hearing this, Nie Qing stopped not far behind her, and the smile on Qiao's face instantly froze.

"How do you spend the Mid-Autumn Festival? I don't know how to call our wife." In the video, the big and small heads are next to each other, and Hao Li pouting feintly.

"Being in the countryside, you don't have to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival." Of course, Yang Feng can't say that Nie Qing is here. Even if Hao Li doesn't mind, she won't feel comfortable in her heart!

"There is someone behind you! It's the police flower named Nie Qing. Oh, it turns out you are together."

People are not as good as the sky, Nie Qing was taken in by the camera and Hao Li recognized it.

Yang Feng couldn't laugh or cry, and explained in a low voice: "That's it, his father is the leader! A phone call, I dare not come, that's it."

"Hehe," Hao Li smiled, "rest assured, I can't control you, and won't hold you back, so you don't need to explain to me, but Qianqian is not as easy to talk as I am!"

"Xiao Feng," Wang Bingqian showed her face, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Have fun, Qianqian, that..."

"Don't say it, I understand, the leader can't refuse to say something!"

"Long live understanding."

"Does the leader want you to be his son-in-law?"

"Yes, ah, no, no."

"Trust women's instincts and let the flow go!"

The mother and son Hao Li once again occupied the camera, "Dudu, goodbye to Dad." In an instant, the fleshy little mouth tyrants screened.

Yang Feng kissed the screen, "Dudu goodbye," and then kissed again, "Boy damn, goodbye."

The night sky is clear and blue, and the moonlight is bright and clear.

Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the breeze came slowly, and the aroma was sour.

Yang Feng leaned against the tree trunk, thinking that those people needed a verbal greeting.

The first one is Wang Fenglin. On this special day, will a lonely old man feel panic?

"Xiao Feng?" Wang Fenglin was slightly surprised and surprised when he received a call from Yang Feng.

"Grandpa, happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Yang Feng said, hearing the noise on the other end of the phone, it is estimated that Wang Fenglin is not alone.

"Hehe, I'm with a bunch of retired hospital workers, and everyone has scheduled a show, which is very lively."

"That's good, don't be alone."

"Don't worry, Qianqian also called me just now, you guys are reconciled, I am very happy to hear her, and grandpa is very happy too."

"Thank you, please rest assured, take care..." Yang Feng seemed to promise.

"Good, good."

Yang Feng put down the phone, sighed, and dialed the second one.

"Little Feng?"

The phone is also noisy.

"Wei...shu-ji, I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

For the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Yang Feng's feelings are more complicated. As a great official in the frontiers, Wei and Jin's family was very unsuccessful, even a failure.

He lost his wife in his early years and never continued. The marriage of his only daughter Wei Buman broke up. His son-in-law Zhao Baogang was serving his sentence in prison, while his closest grandson Zhao Liang died in a car accident.

The death of Zhao Liang, Yang Feng "cannot be done without", even though there was more to the death, Yang Feng still couldn't be relieved after seeing Wei and Jin's troubled old age.

"You still remember me as an old man." Wei Jin said, "I am taking part in the condolences, and I am surprised to receive your blessing, thank you."

"No thanks, I should."

"Sure, I'll talk later."

Next, Yang Feng called He Kun, Chu Yunfei, He Jianglong and others to express his blessings.

The lap of calls was finally finished, and Qin Xue called in again just after putting down the phone.

"Brother, you didn't mean to come over soon, many of us are waiting for you, Tianfu House, Tianfu Famous Banquet on the second floor."

This was arranged by Yang Feng. Zhu Rongrong and Gao Xiaobao took their family members, Wang Da, four members of the same family, Park Zhongsheng, Jin Zishan and An Qi, Ali Ya, Jiang Jigyue, Su Qinxin, and Qin Xue.

There are indeed many people.

"No problem, it's coming soon."

Yang Feng received his mobile phone, looked at the Heavenly Reliance Sword in his palm, and subconsciously raised his head. At some unknown time, the bright moon was covered by dark clouds, and the night sky became as black as ink.

"Yang Feng."

A body full of flexibility and heat hugs him from behind.

Nie Qing had kung fu, and was quite tough.

At this time, Yang Feng felt that Nie Qing's arms were like iron hoops, but Yang Feng was equally strong. If it were an ordinary person, I was afraid that his ribs would be broken.

Nie Qing used strange force, her body trembling involuntarily, and her hot pretty face was also close to Yang Feng's back.

"Don't do this!" Yang Feng broke off her arm and turned slowly, ignoring Nie Qing's eyes. "Return this sword to you."

Yang Feng held the scabbard in his right hand.

"Why, you are not..." Nie Qing looked stunned and took a step back.

"I just accepted it at the dinner table, just don't want to embarrass you too much."

"I have done so much for you, you still don't understand my heart, you still don't understand the intentions of mom and dad, Yang Feng, do you really want to do this?"

Nie Qing shook her head, her eyes started to turn red.

"I understand, you have always treated me well, but can't you be an ordinary friend? Feelings can't be forced, and you can't be forced to..."

"Shut up!" Nie Qing screamed, covering her ears. She kept shaking her head, "Since I knew you, I have lost myself. Today, let me be myself."

"Yes, life is short, why live for others."

"You are right, give me the sword."

The tears in Nie Qing's eyes were about to fall, and Yang Feng sighed in his heart, still handing her the Yitian sword contained in the sheath.

Nie Qing's eyes were red and her body trembled.

She didn't want to pick it up.

"give."

Nie Qing grabbed the hilt of the sword, the sword screamed, Yitian unsheathed, and she cut Yang Feng angrily.

Yang Feng's face changed, and he instinctively raised the scabbard to block.

Pata, half of the scabbard landed, followed by a forearm, the right hand attached to the forearm, and half of the scabbard.

Time stops and the screen freezes.

Two seconds later.

"Ah -" Yang Feng grabbed the broken arm and cried out in pain.

Nie Qing looked at Yang Feng’s right arm with blood like a fountain, and stepped back with the blood-proof Sword, with a panic on her face: "Yang Feng, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it, ah--" Throwing away the Peerless Excalibur, amidst hysterical screams, turned around and ran.

The severe pain instantly made Yang Feng dripping with cold sweat. With tears of pain and anger, he trembled to stop the bleeding.

Looking at the neat incision of his left arm, Yang Feng gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. After a while, he bent over to pick up the chopped forearm, turned his head and rushed out of the garden.

A flash of lightning pierced the sky like an ink, followed by a thunder "click", and the next moment, heavy rain poured down.

Yang Feng stood behind Nie Kangtian's building, showing solid teeth like a wolf. The next second, he turned around and rushed into the torrential rain.

...

"Whatever you change this day, it will change."

Nie Qing covered her mouth, brushed past her parents, and rushed into her room.

"Little Qing..."

Nie Kangtian and Lan Wei were shocked. Their daughter seemed very excited. Could it be that the two young men quarreled again.

When I walked to the back garden, I didn't see Yang Feng. The peerless sword was lying on the ground, the scabbard was broken in two, and there was a pool of blood diluted by rain.

"How about Xiaofeng people!" Nie Kangtian and his wife looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

"Where is Xiaofengren!" Nie Kangtian roared.

As if thinking of something bad, Nie Kangtian strode towards her daughter's boudoir, Lan Wei was upset, and was busy keeping up with her husband.

With a bang, the steel wooden door kicked away.

Seeing Nie Qing sitting on the corner of the bed with her body shivering and shaking, Nie Kangtian suddenly became angry: "Asshole things, what have you done?"

Nie Qing raised her head, two lines of clear tears shed on her face: "Sorry, I didn't mean it, oh..."

Nie Kangtian directly raised his palm: "Say, what's wrong with Xiao Feng!"

Nie Qing just cried.

Lan Wei took her husband’s arm and stepped forward to hug Nie Qing’s body: “My dear daughter, don’t be afraid. Now that something has happened, escape is not the way. Let’s think about it. Now calm down and tell mother what happened. , Where is Xiaofengren?"

Nie Qing sobbed, and said intermittently, "He has such a bad reputation, I...I don't mind, I still like him so much, but he doesn't appreciate him, and... he has to return the sword to me, I know him. I’m just so angry... I just want to scare him, but why doesn’t he hide, why is the sword so good? Uh...ah..."

Nie Kangtian trembled: "You injured Xiao Feng with the Yitian Sword. The blood on the ground is Xiao Feng's? Where did you hurt him? What about others?"

"Arm, arm is broken, I don't know, I don't know."

Nie Kangtian staggered, and with his right hand, he strangled Nie Qing's throat and lifted it into the air.

"Ingredient things, how can you shoot Xiaofeng? Without him, you and I would have died in Colin."

Nie Qing's throat was restrained, and he couldn't say a word, just shed tears.

"Lao Nie, you are crazy, she is our only child!" Lan Wei forcibly pulled Nie Kangtian's arm away, and took Nie Qing who rolled his eyes in her arms, crying: "Nie Kangtian, Tiger Even if you are guilty, you shouldn’t judge you. If you want to kill your daughter, kill me first!

Nie Kangtian hugged his head and cried: "Boss, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you!"

Of course, Lan Wei knew who Nie Kangtian's surname was. Twenty years have passed. Even though he has never seen each other again, the boss still keeps growing in her husband's mind.

"Look at the virtues of your father. If there is a problem, we have to solve it. Now in medicine, the arm is broken, and it is not impossible to connect it. What is the top priority?"

"Yes!" Nie Kangtian seemed to be drunk, and immediately woke up from his grief and anger. It was urgent to find Xiao Feng, and then rushed to the hospital for surgery.

"Xiao Feng, where is Xiao Feng!" Nie Kangtian was in a mess.

"Look, mobilize all power to find." Lan Wei said.

...

Like a rain curtain hanging upside down by the Tianhe River, Yang Feng rushed all the way. He tried to protect his broken arm and stump. He wanted to arrive at the hospital as soon as possible. His heart was full of hatred and pain. He lost his balance and couldn't run in a straight line.

The rain was unprecedentedly heavy. Occasionally a taxi was passing by. Seeing him covered in blood, he didn't mean to slow down.

Grizzly held the broken arm and took out the phone. What made him desperate was that the phone got water and couldn't open it.

Yang Feng rushed into the central green area like a chicken. In his memory, he walked through the green area and reached the municipal hospital for one more stop.

In such a short period of time, despite the rain, the nerves will not be necrotic.Yang Feng prayed.

When rushing past a newsstand, Yang Feng suddenly stopped and stopped.

He saw an eye-opening scene.