"dad."

Tang Ruoxi ran over in panic and gently patted the middle-aged man on the back.

The vomit could choke the person with tears flowed, but she ignored it, her eyes full of worry and sadness.

The young man on the other bed turned his head, and his pupils, like dead fish eyes, fluctuated slightly: "Dad...is it okay?"

"It's okay." The man lay down on the bed weakly: "Ruoxi, go to entertain guests, don't worry about us."

"Don't embarrass you."

Bei Ming Zhiyao walked over slowly, and Tang Ruoxi hurriedly looked at her: "Sister, don't come here... dirty..."

Bei Ming Zhiyao looked at the middle-aged man, then looked at the other side: "How did your legs break?"

Listening to the familiar voice, the young man suddenly opened his eyes wide, and while struggling to try to sit up, he looked at the visitor in panic: "Bibeibei···Biming President?!"

"Just lie down." Bei Ming Zhiyao looked at Tang Liye with a yellow face: "If you are injured, don't move around, so as not to make your sister tired."

Tang Liye glanced at his sister and lay down quietly. Like Tang Ruoxi, he felt inferior in his heart.

He didn't dare to look directly at Bei Ming Zhiyao, who was dressed in bright clothes and noble temperament. He asked in a flash, "President, why did you come here?"

“You shouldn’t have come.”

When Bei Ming Zhiyao saw his family environment, the young man would inevitably feel ashamed and uncomfortable.

"Why didn't you tell me that President Beiming is a guest?" He looked at Tang Ruoxi and blamed him a little.

"I, I, I don't know..."

"She doesn't know me," Bei Ming Zhiyao said lightly, without scolding Tang Liye for his sister.

She can understand the psychology of this young man.

"Sorry." Tang Liye whispered to his sister.

The father of the two looked at Bei Ming Zhiyao: "Miss Bei Ming, I want to know......................................................."

"Dad, stop asking!"

"Why can't you ask? Cough cough..." The man was a little angry: "National Pojun Magic Academy has living allowances for every student, and more for poor students. What about you? How many cents have you brought back after so long in school? If it weren't for you, could Ruoxi suffer so much?"

He looked at Bei Ming Zhiyao again: "I know my son, he is not a person who spends money randomly. I just want to figure out where his subsidies are going?"

"Ahem!!"

After saying this, he coughed violently again, leaned against the bed and started vomiting again, dark and unpleasant vomiting.

Tang Liye lay on the bed, turned his head to face the dark wall, clenched his hands tightly, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

My father was moved by his concern, his guilt towards his father... and his inferiority complex of vomiting in front of President Beiming.

Several moods were mixed together, and my chest felt as uncomfortable as if a huge rock was pressed on me.

Bei Ming Zhiyao looked at the man calmly: "Don't be too excited if you are infected with dark energy."

"I know...but I can't control it." The man lay on the bed and stared at the roof: "I have a bad life, I can't even support this family. I just don't want my two children to suffer."

“The subsidy is very important to this family.”

The monthly subsidy for poor students is 3,000 yuan, which is 1,500 more than those with normal conditions.

For Bei Ming Zhiyao, this amount of money is not even worth a pocket money, but for the family in front of him, it is a reliance on life.

Some people stand in Rome as soon as they are born, because some people shelter them from the wind and rain; some people will find it difficult to get out of the starting line for their entire lives because they have to shoulder everything.

Bei Ming Zhiyao said slowly: "The dark energy in your body can be removed."

"Yes, but who will help me a guy who has no money?" He glanced at Bei Ming Zhiyao: "Miss Bei Ming, are you?"

"I'm not good at it." Bei Ming Zhiyao said frankly. She has a method, but she is not strong enough and cannot clean it up.

So she looked at her dear junior.

Su Xiao walked over with an enamel cup in her hand. The man looked at Su Xiao’s young and beautiful face: “You?”

Su Xiao was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. He held the water cup in his right hand and pressed his left hand directly on the man's chest. The pure white ice magic swept out from his palm, and the cold air around him swayed, condensed into flawless ice crystals.

"Okay, so beautiful." Tang Ruoxi murmured.

The ice-type magic penetrated into the body through the pores, freezing and eroding the dark energy that eroded the man's internal organs and skeletal muscles, and then directly pulled out the dark energy.

"Okay."

Su Xiao picked up his left hand and took a sip of water leisurely, which took less than ten seconds.

This low-level dark energy is a little bit.

The man felt his body light and could not come back to his senses in a dream.

Dark energy is the power of a demon. It can erode the magic power of a magician. It is the most disgusting and difficult energy. It has tortured myself for several years. Is it so simple to be done?

But the feedback from his body could not be fake. He felt that the magic power in his body was bursting out and surging towards his limbs and bones.

"I'm really fine?"

Su Xiao ignored him and walked to Tang Liye's bedside, looked at his broken legs: "Who has your magic blocked?"

"I····"

Without waiting for Tang Liye to respond, Su Xiao directly clapped his chest and said, "Okay, treat your legs by yourself."

I felt the magic again, and Tang Liye was extremely surprised. It has been nearly half a year, and finally I felt the long-lost power again.

However, the man who came with President Bei Ming looked at him with a little scary...

"Dad, brother, that's great..."

Su Xiao and Bei Ming Zhiyao walked out of the house and handed over the space to the family first.

"How did his magic be blocked?"

"Anti-magic stone."

"This is something that the state regulates materials and cannot be bought in the black market." Bei Ming Zhiyao frowned.

"Don't your family have some inventory?"

"As for using rare materials like anti-magic stones..."

"I don't think so, either." Su Xiao said: "I am neither a child of aristocratic families nor a genius from Class S. I use a slaying knife to kill chickens."

"Unless it's important," Bei Ming Zhiyao said with her purple eyes a little deep.

"Well, I'll know in a while, it's the purpose anyway."

Su Xiao glanced at Bei Ming Zhiyao. She was thinking about this, which made him smile.

Her feelings were completely calmed down.

The method of diverting attention is perfectly activated.

Su Xiao looked at his left hand, and a dark and sticky energy in his palm was trying to get out of his magic.

"It's quite moving." Su Xiao tskated, and directly wiped out the dark energy with one hand.

"I really don't want to worry about such things..." Bei Ming Zhiyao's head leaned on his shoulder: "What I hope is to be with you every day like shopping, how carefree."

"I'm here." Su Xiao whispered: "I'll just consider these things."

"Well..." Bei Ming Zhiyao smiled: "Just six years ago, you must always protect me."

"Um."

"President Beiming...uh!"
Chapter completed!