Chapter 610 Returning Home, the Spirit-Eating Rat Sued!

"Child suck!!"

"Ouch, you're finally back! Do you know, I've been worrying so much for the past few days!"

"I heard that the entire northwest is not peaceful now, especially the town guard's mansion is in a mess! This is shaking the ground again, and it belongs to the demon king and demon emperor. It's really scary!"

"It's okay, it's okay, my son is still a whole person, and he came back safely, God bless, ancestors bless you!"

As soon as Yang Fan entered the house, he was surrounded by his mother who chanted for a long time, pawing and pulling him, watching him come back with his beard and tail, and gradually calmed down, but his eye circles also turned red.

These days, she was really worried. She didn't sleep well for several days, and the bags under her eyes became heavier.

"It's alright, alright, my son is back safely, that's a good thing, why cry!" Yang Chaoyue came out from the back kitchen with a large bowl of egg noodles, reprimanded Zhao Linglan, and then looked at Yang Fan with a smile: "Fan You’re starving, come on, daddy just made some eggs and noodles, so hurry up and puff up!”

Yang Fan felt warm in his heart, it felt so good to go home, and it felt even better to be greeted by his parents.

"Thank you mom, thank you dad!"

Seeing Yang Chaoyue put a big bowl of egg lo mein on the table in the living room, Yang Fan's glutton was seduced, he thanked Yang's father and mother, and then kissed Yang's mother's white face , rushed to the table, and began to eat noodles with big mouthfuls.

To be honest, Yang Chaoyue’s current level of cooking skills is just a few blocks behind Yang Fan’s, but Yang Fan still enjoys the egg noodles he made. I always feel that there are endless memories of my childhood, and my father Not good at expressing love for a child.

To put it more artistically, what Yang Fan is eating now is not noodles, but the heart of Yang's father, which is the endless affection.

"You kid, you're still so naughty at this age!"

After being attacked and kissed by her son, Zhao Linglan's mood instantly became happy, and she glanced proudly at Yang Chaoyue, who was beside her, who was very jealous, and she was extremely arrogant.

Sure enough, the son is still the closest to her as a mother, hehe, he just doesn't kiss you, with a bearded face, no matter who sees it, whoever hates it!

Yang Chaoyue turned his head and pretended not to see it.

"How about it, son, dad's craftsmanship is not bad! This is a monster egg specially reserved for you.

The spiritual power inside is abundant! "

Yang Chaoyue sat down opposite Yang Fan, watching Yang Fan gobble it up with a smile.

As a chef father, Yang Chaoyue's favorite thing to do in his life is to watch his sons and daughters munching on the food he made with a satisfied look on their faces.

"Nothing!" Yang Fan gave Yang Chaoyue a thumbs up while eating, "Dad's craftsmanship is getting better and better!"

Yang Chaoyue laughed out loud, his vanity was instantly satisfied, he couldn't help but turned his head and glanced at Zhao Linglan proudly, very frightened.

Zhao Linglan rolled her eyes at him angrily, she is so old, how can she be as naive as a child, if her son praises her, she will go to heaven, isn't it, what's the big deal!

Zhao Linglan also moved and sat down beside Yang Fan, and asked Yang Fan with concern: "Didn't you say before that you could come back in a week at most? Why did it take so long? The college entrance examination is going to be the day after tomorrow. Your dad and I are still here I thought you wouldn't be able to come back!"

"Also, what is your cultivation level now, why can't Mom see through it at all?"

Zhao Linglan looked at Yang Fan curiously, and asked softly, "Could it be that you have been promoted to a high-ranking martial artist?"

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

Now, even she has sensed Yang Fan's specific cultivation level, qi and blood fluctuations, so it is inevitable that she will not think too much about it.

"Almost! This trip to the town guard's mansion has yielded good results, and the progress has been a little faster!"

Yang Fan nodded vaguely, not daring to tell the truth, he was afraid that after telling his current real cultivation, Yang's father and mother's little heart would not be able to bear it, and the blood pressure would soar again.

"Okay, okay!" Zhao Linglan nodded gratifiedly, and laughed heartily: "High-ranking martial artist is good, I will definitely be more confident in the college entrance examination! Maybe I can even get into the top ten prestigious schools in the Federation!"

"Yes, yes, Fan'er is much more promising than us. If he can really get admitted to any of the top ten universities in the Federation, his future achievements will definitely be great!"

Yang Chaoyue also had a smile on his face, his son was promising, and his face as an old man was also radiant.

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

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

Since the son is destined to become a martial artist, for ordinary families like them, the annual high-level exam held by the federal government is undoubtedly more important.

Whether he can be admitted to a good martial arts university is related to the future achievements and future of his son Yang Fan, so he can't be careless.

"Parents, don't worry, I am determined to win this year's college entrance examination!" Yang Fan gave the elders a reassurance, and Niu Pi said in a steady voice: "As long as I think, whether it is Jinghua Wuhan University or Federal Wuhan University, I will choose them all!"

This is really not bragging.

After all, Monk Hua, an old professor at Jinghua University, had invited Yang Fan more than once, and even publicly stated that no matter what Yang Fan's results in the college entrance examination this year, as long as Yang Fan is willing, admission without examination is just a matter of opening his mouth.

"Yeah, yes, full of confidence!" Yang Chaoyue nodded in satisfaction, but finally confessed: "But we still have to take it seriously, and we must not be complacent, you know?"

"What do you know! What's wrong with being proud? People who have real skills are proud, that's self-confidence, and those who don't have real skills are proud, that's complacency!"

Zhao Linglan gave Yang Chaoyue a dissatisfied look, and said loudly: "My son has real skills, and there is nothing wrong with being confident!"

Yang Chaoyue refused to accept: "You are a loving mother and a loser!"

Zhao Linglan: "My son, I am happy!"

"..."

Chi slip! Chi slip!

While eating noodles, Yang Fan watched Yang's father and mother's daily bickering, and felt like a chicken meal.

Growing up in such a family environment since he was a child, he has long been accustomed to getting along with Yang's father and Yang's mother, Fei Fei didn't find it annoying, and even felt a little warm.

Gudong! Gudong!

Three minutes later, Yang Fan ate the entire bowl full of soup and noodles, and a feeling of warmth permeated his whole body, refreshing.

Seeing the clean teacups in front of the table, Yang Fan took two at random, and with a thought, he directly poured ten drops of thousand-year-old chalcedony into each cup, and then served them to Yang Chaoyue and Zhao Linglan respectively.

"Dad, Mom, this is a local product I brought back from the tutelary mansion for you two elders, please try it, it's delicious!"

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

Yang Chaoyue and Zhao Linglan took it in novelty, and lowered their heads to take a look into the cup. The transparent liquid inside was slightly white, and it barely covered the bottom of the cup, but it was not enough to make a mouthful.

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

Yang Chaoyue put the cup on his nose and sniffed lightly, only to feel a faint fragrance coming out of the cup, which made people feel shocked.

"It's a local product of the tutelary mansion. It's indeed a little short, but the taste is really good. Come and try it!"

Yang Fan didn't explain much, but urged softly.

Without hesitation, Yang Chaoyue and Zhao Linglan raised their necks and drank the thousand-year-old spiritual chalcedony from the cup into their stomachs.

"Fan'er, this is..."

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

After Ling Yusui swallowed, Yang Chaoyue and Zhao Linglan felt a burst of pain in the dantian of their lower abdomen. Without saying a word, they sat on the chairs and entered the trance state.

The kung fu is running, constantly absorbing and refining, and introducing the endless spiritual power from the thousand-year-old spiritual chalcedony into the body, becoming a part of their own blood and qi.

Ten drops of spiritual chalcedony is the limit they can absorb and refine now. If there is more, there is a risk of being exploded by spiritual power.

Yang Fan's spiritual thoughts swept over the two elders, seeing that they had completely settled down, and the spiritual power in their bodies was just controlled within the limit they could bear, he felt relieved.

Now, he is not what it used to be, and the resources in the storage space are also abundant. Naturally, he has to put the cultivation of his parents on the agenda.

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

And the millennium spirit chalcedony has gentle and gentle effects, not only rich in spiritual power, but also has the effect of improving the warrior's physique to a certain extent, it is suitable for low-level warriors like Yang's father and Yang's mother.

boom!

The spiritual power in the air vibrated slightly.

In just a few moments, Yang's mother, Zhao Linglan, successfully broke through the bottleneck of practice that had troubled her for many years, and stepped into the third-level realm of martial arts in one fell swoop.

after.

Yang Chaoyue also broke through smoothly and directly entered the second level of martial arts master.

Yang Fan let out a sigh of relief. It seems that the effect is not bad. The two elders have successfully used the effect of the thousand-year-old spirit chalcedony to advance their martial arts cultivation to another level. It seems that their martial arts talents are not as bad as imagined.

"Squeak!"

"Master, you are finally back!"

With a whoosh, a white streamer flew down from upstairs and rushed to Yang Fan's shoulder. The Spirit Devourer looked at Yang Fan with great excitement, feeling like weeping with joy, and trembling when speaking.

"Master, Xiao Jin has hoped for you to come back. Xiao Jin has been bullied miserably these past few days. You must avenge Xiao Jin!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the spirit devouring mouse began to complain to Yang Fan, as if seeing a long-lost relative, with a look of anger and grievance, and a pair of mouse eyes that were red and watery.

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched, no wonder he felt that the color was a bit wrong just now, it turned out that this silly mouse was covered with bandages, covering all its golden hair.

What type of situation is this?

The Spirit Devouring Rat is now at the level of a fifth-level demon general, how could it be so miserable in Xichu City?