"Smack!!"


    "Oh, you''ve finally come back! Do you know that you''ve worried me a lot these days!"


    "It''s said that the whole northwest is not peaceful now, especially the town guard''s house. It''s shaking mountains and earth, and it''s the of the demon king and the demon emperor. It''s really scary!"


    "Fortunately, my son is still a bolt man. He came back safely. God bless him and his ancestors!"


    As soon as Yang Fan entered the house, he was surrounded by his mother for a long time. He pulled on his body and watched him come back with all his beard and tail. Only then did he gradually calm down, but his eyes became red.


    These days she is really worried. She hasn''t slept very uneasy for several days, and her bags under her eyes are much heavier.


    "All right, all right, my son is back safely. That''s a good thing. Why are you crying?" Yang Chaochao came out from the back kitchen with a large bowl of egg noodles, scolded Zhao Linglan, and then looked at Yang Fan with a smile: "fan is hungry. Come on, Dad just gave a good egg noodles, so hurry up!"


    Yang Fan''s heart is warm. It feels good to go home. It feels better to be booed by his parents.


    "Thank you, mom, thank you, Dad!"


    Seeing Yang Chaoyue put a bowl of egg noodles on the table in the hall, Yang Fan''s greedy insect was hooked, thanked Yang''s father and mother, and then kissed Yang''s mother''s white face. Then he rushed to the table and began to eat noodles.


    To tell the truth, compared with Yang Fan, Yang Chao''s current cooking level is just a few blocks away, but Yang Fan still tastes this mouthful of egg noodles he made. He always feels that there are endless memories when he was a child, and Yang''s father is not good at showing his love for his son.


    To put it mildly, what Yang Fan eats now is not noodles, but a piece of Yang''s father''s heart, which is endless family affection.


    "You are so naughty when you are so old!"


    After being attacked by her son and kissed fiercely, Zhao Linglan''s mood suddenly became happy. She proudly glanced at Yang Chaoyue, who was jealous next to her. She was extremely proud and charming.


    Sure enough, the son is still the closest to her as a mother. Hum, he doesn''t kiss you. He has a big beard on his face. Who looks at it and dislikes it!


    Yang turned his head and didn''t see it.


    "Well, son, Dad''s craftsmanship is good! This is a monster egg specially reserved for you. It''s rich in spiritual power!"


    Yang Chaochao sat on the opposite side of Yang Fan and watched Yang Fan wolf down with a smile.


    As a cook father, Yang Chaochao''s favorite thing in his life is to watch a pair of children eat his meals with a satisfied face.


    "No!" Yang Fan gave Yang Chaoyue a thumb while eating. "Dad''s craft is really getting better and better!"


    Yang Chao laughed, and his vanity was instantly satisfied. He couldn''t help but turn his head and glanced at Zhao Linglan with pride. He was very sad.


    Zhao Linglan rolled her eyes at him angrily. She''s an old man. How can she be as childish as a child and be praised by her son? It''s going to heaven, isn''t it? What''s great!


    Zhao Linglan also moved to sit down next to Yang Fan and asked Yang Fan with concern: "didn''t you say you could come back in a week at most? Why did you delay so long? Seeing that the college entrance examination is coming the day after tomorrow, your father and I thought you wouldn''t come back!"


    "Also, what accomplishments do you have now? Why can''t mom see through it at all?"


    Zhao Linglan looked at Yang Fan curiously and asked softly, "won''t you have been promoted to a high-level martial arts teacher?"


    Zhao Linglan is a second-class martial artist. Although her accomplishments are not high, she can be regarded as a great master in the eyes of ordinary people.


    Now, even she can feel Yang Fan''s specific cultivation and blood fluctuation, so she won''t think much.


    "Almost! This trip to the garrison house has yielded good results and made progress a little faster!"


    Yang Fan nodded vaguely and didn''t dare to tell the truth. He was afraid that after telling his real cultivation, Yang''s father and mother''s little heart would be unbearable and his blood pressure would soar out again.


    "Good, good!" Zhao Linglan nodded happily and laughed happily: "good senior martial arts teacher, you will be more confident in the college entrance examination! Maybe you can get into the top ten famous schools in the Federation!"


    "Yes, yes, fan Er is much more promising than us. If he can really be admitted to any of the top ten universities in the Federation, he will make great achievements in the future!"


    Yang Chaoyue is also happy with a flower on his face. His son is promising, and his face as an Laozi also has brilliance.


    No matter how much noise outside, in the hearts of Zhao Linglan and Yang Chaoyue, the college entrance examination is always a major event enough to change Yang Fan''s fate.


    In particular, after Yang Fan showed them his current martial arts talent, Yang Chaoyue and his wife, who originally wanted to let Yang Fan stay in the store to continue their family business, suddenly became enthusiastic.


    Since the son is destined to become a warrior, the annual entrance examination held by the federal government undoubtedly becomes more and more important for ordinary families like them.


    Whether he can be admitted to a better Wudao university is related to his son Yang Fan''s future achievements and future, but he can''t be careless.


    "Parents can rest assured that I am determined to win this year''s college entrance examination!" Yang Fan gave the second old a reassurance and said with a roar: "as long as I want, I will choose whether it is Beijing Wuda or federal Wuda!"


    That''s not bragging.


    After all, monk Hua, an old professor of Beijing Wuhan University, has invited Yang Fan more than once, and even publicly said that no matter how Yang Fan''s college entrance examination results this year, as long as Yang Fan is willing, it''s just a matter of opening his mouth.


    "Well, yes, full of confidence!" Yang Chaochao nodded with satisfaction, but finally confessed: "but we should take it seriously. We must not be complacent, you know?"


    "What do you know? What''s the matter with pride? The pride of people with real skills is self-confidence. The pride of people without real skills is complacency!"


    Zhao Linglan looked at Yang Chaoyue discontentedly and said in a high voice, "my son has real skills. There''s nothing wrong with self-confidence!"


    Yang Chaoyue refused: "you are a loving mother and a defeated son!"


    Zhao Linglan: "my son, I''d love to!"


    “……”


    Wheezing! Wheezing!


    While eating noodles, Yang Fan looked at the daily bickering between Yang''s father and Yang''s mother and felt like a super chicken.


    Growing up in such a family environment, he has long been used to the way Yang''s father and mother get along. He doesn''t feel bored, and even has a little warm feeling.


    Gudong! Gudong!


    Three minutes later, the whole ocean bowl was full, even the soup and noodles were eaten by Yang Fan, and a warm feeling hit the whole body, cool.


    Seeing that there were clean tea cups in front of the table, Yang Fan took two at random, then made an idea, directly injected ten drops of Millennium spirit chalcedony into each cup, and then brought them to Yang Chaoyue and Zhao Linglan respectively.


    "Dad, mom, this is a local specialty I brought back from the town guard house for your two elders. Try it quickly. It''s delicious!"


    Yang Fan didn''t say what it was and handed it directly to the second old man.


    Yang Chaochao and Zhao Linglan took over strangely and looked down into the cup. The transparent liquid in the cup was light white. It only covered the bottom of a cup, which was not enough to be stuffy.


    "It can''t be any good wine. It looks good, but it''s a little less."


    Yang Chaoyue put the cup on his nose and sniffed it. He only felt a faint fragrance coming out of the cup. Hearing it, people couldn''t help shaking their spirit.


    "It''s a local specialty of zhenshou mansion. It''s really a little less, but it tastes really good. Have a taste!"


    Yang Fan didn''t explain much and urged softly.


    Without hesitation, Yang Chaoyue and Zhao Linglan drank the Millennium spirit chalcedony from the cup into their stomach.


    "Fan Er, this is..."


    "What rich spiritual power! No, it seems a little flustered!"


    As soon as Ling chalcedony ate, Yang Chaochao and Zhao Linglan felt a burst of swelling and pain in the lower abdomen Dantian. Without saying a word, they directly sat in a chair and entered a settled state.


    The skill works, constantly absorbs and refines, and introduces the endless spiritual power in the Millennium spirit chalcedony into the body to become a part of their own Qi and blood cultivation.


    Ten drops of spirit chalcedony is the limit they can absorb and refine now. If there is more, there will be a risk of being burst by spirit power.


    Yang Fan''s mind swept over the two old men. He saw that they had completely settled down, and the spiritual power in their body was just controlled within the limits they could bear. He felt a little at ease.


    Now, he is not what he used to be, and the resources in the storage space are also rich. Naturally, he should put his parents'' cultivation into the country on the agenda.


    At the end of the world, strength is the foundation of all stability. Yang Fan doesn''t want his parents to encounter any danger because of lack of strength when he is not around his parents in the future.


    The millennial spirit chalcedony, with warm and gentle effects, not only has rich spiritual power, but also has the effect of improving the physique of martial artists. It is suitable for low-level martial artists such as Yang''s father and mother.


    Boom!


    The psychic power in the air vibrated slightly.


    In just a moment, Yang Ma and Zhao Linglan successfully broke through the cultivation bottleneck that had plagued her for many years and stepped into the third level of martial arts.


    After that.


    Yang Chaoyue also made a smooth breakthrough and directly stepped into the level of Martial Arts Division II.


    Yang Fanchang breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the effect is fairly good. The two elders have successfully promoted their martial arts cultivation to another level with the help of the effect of Millennium spirit chalcedony. It seems that their martial arts talent is not as bad as expected.


    "Squeak!"


    "Master, you are finally back!"


    With a swish, a white streamer flew down from the upstairs and rushed to Yang Fan''s shoulder. The spirit eating mouse looked at Yang Fan with great excitement, a little crying with joy, and his voice was trembling.


    "Master, Xiao Jin is looking forward to your return. Xiao Jin has been bullied these days. You must avenge Xiao Jin!"


    As soon as he opened his mouth, the spirit eating mouse began to complain to Yang Fan. It looked like he had seen his long lost relatives. He was angry and wronged on his face. A pair of mice were red and watery.


    Yang Fan''s mouth was drawn. No wonder he just felt that the color was wrong. It turned out that the silly mouse was covered with bandages, covering all its golden hair.


    What''s the situation?


    The spirit devouring rat is also a level of level 5 demon general now. How could it be so miserable in the Western Chu City?