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Chapter 152 Is it that difficult?



Chapter 152 Is it that difficult?

Chapter 152 Is it that difficult?

When talking about the latter, Bai Chengtian's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and his expression became even more lonely. He looked at his crippled legs weakly, and clenched his fists tightly. Without any strength, he could only A place to hide in this ordinary residential area.

Even the Bai family didn't dare to go back, because he has become an ordinary person now, and after he goes back, he doesn't have any right to speak, and maybe even those so-called brothers and sisters will find a chance to deal with him.

"Uncle Bai, do you have any thoughts on embarking on the road of martial arts again?" Yang Lang smiled calmly, crossed Erlang's legs, and said.

"Again? Hehe, with a crippled body like mine? Don't be kidding. After all these years, I've also looked away. Anyway, it's just like this for the rest of my life. It's over after a while."

Bai Chengtian smiled self-deprecatingly, shook his head slightly, and leaned against the head of the bed, not in a good mood.

"If you don't even work hard, how will you know that you have a chance? You practice the exercises every day and practice to recover. Maybe one day you will be able to recover?" Yang Lang said calmly.

Although he knew he was talking nonsense, he still wanted to talk.

"For a few months, I thought this way, but the years and life, and daily necessities, interrupted my thoughts, and I started to run around for the sake of my family. You don't know, at that time , my daughter Nishang was born, and her mother couldn’t work because she had just given birth. During that period of pregnancy, I gave up and went to work outside to earn money, that’s when I gave up.”

Bai Chengtian rubbed the center of his brows, there was a rare softness in his eyes, not pessimism and loneliness.

This is the warmth of the family, their mother and daughter, and their daily life.

In fact, he is also a man who is oppressed by life. The bottom class of society really wants to overwhelm people.

Although life is hard, there is sweetness in bitterness.

"Watching Nishang grow up day by day, from elementary school to high school, and then into the battlefield of the college entrance examination, seeing him admitted to the best school in Shanghai, Zhonghai University, this is the place I am most proud of in my life. The place of pride is not about becoming the head of the Bai family, but seeing the birth of my daughter and her admission to the ideal university."

Bai Chengtian's eyes were full of tenderness, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He had a virtuous wife who could cook, and a beautiful daughter with good grades.

In fact, many boys would envy his life.

Although his wife babbled and complained every day that he had no money and was blind at the beginning, she was more anxious than anyone else when encountering a real work-related injury.

Now, also because of the appearance of this man, their family has improved even more.

"You have no choice but to live like this for the rest of your life. If you have time to practice every day, at least your meridians will be restored after these 20 years, and your original strength will return. No matter how bad it is, at least you have Half of the cultivation base."

Yang Lang didn't know why he was holding Wuliangye in his other hand, so he raised his head, took a sip, and handed it to the old man.

Bai Chengtian, who took the wine, couldn't help sighing: "Xiao Yang, you really know my heart, and I just met you once. I feel like meeting a bosom friend. Since I was injured, I haven't had a drink anymore. Even before drinking, I have never drank such expensive wine, Wuliangye, it is really good, not much worse than Moutai."

Bai Chengtian drank it in a big gulp, but he just choked on it.

"Cough cough cough~"

Yang Lang hastily stretched out his hand, releasing a trace of aura, which soon stopped after reaching his body.

At the same time, the broken meridians in his body unexpectedly reacted a little bit, just a little bit of spiritual energy had such an effect.

After all, his strength cannot be measured by the secular level.

"Xiao Yang, why is your true energy so strange?"

Bai Chengtian stared at Yang Lang with some doubts, and asked.

"Uncle Bai, I just want to ask you a question. Now there is an opportunity to restore your previous strength. Are you willing or not? If you do this, you may return to the Bai family again in the future to face those people." Yang Lang clasped his hands together and placed them on his lap. With calm eyes, he spoke.

"Your meaning is obvious. In other words, you have a way to restore my strength, right? Can you let me think about it?" When Bai Chengtian thought of this, he began to hesitate again, because he In fact, I don't want to face those people anymore. Such a peaceful life is still very good.

"Don't you want to take revenge? Although you are about 50 years old now, there are many people who start their own businesses at the age of 50, and there are even more people who succeed at the age of 70 or [-]. As long as you realize It’s not the latest time, but just right.”

Yang Lang said seriously, it is not a problem to be able to enlighten Uncle Bai. In the future, the Bai family will at least be a force in the secular world.

Strong strength is important, but the power still needs to be cultivated and drawn together in order to be able to play to the extreme.

Otherwise, you have to make a big fuss before restraining yourself. If you do this, the country will definitely be very dissatisfied. People from the Warrior Alliance have already appeared, and maybe the next time they appear, it may be a battle.

"I understand, Xiao Yang, please, let me recover my strength. There are some things that I still want to go back and grab." Bai Chengtian's heart suddenly burst with passion, which has not been seen for more than ten or twenty years. I had appeared before, but I didn't expect to be moved by his words.

Once again, I have the burning heart that wanted revenge back then.

"Take this elixir, adjust your breath, operate the exercises, and start practicing." Yang Lang smiled slightly, handed the elixir that he had prepared for a long time to Bai Chengtian, and said.

Getting this yellow-orange elixir is like a piece of Melissa, but what comes out of it is a strong medicinal fragrance and a touch of aura.

Bai Chengtian was surprised again, his eyes were incredible, he looked at Yang Lang suddenly, his voice trembling slightly: "This is a pill, do you come from a certain big sect? Yes, otherwise, how could you be here? With such strength at such a young age, it turns out that you are from a sect, may I ask which sect you are from?"

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Yang Lang was speechless immediately. Is it so difficult to believe that I got up by talent?

(End of this chapter)


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