Chapter 445 Fate Shackles

Huangfuqing sighed gently, looked at the wife beside him hugging Huangfu Yuran in his arms, stroked Huangfuyu on his back, and muttered, "My poor Yuer... I really wronged you."

Huangfu Yuran's nose was sore, and he seemed to have endless grievances to complain, but he was choked and couldn't say anything. Buried in his mother's warm arms and listened to his father's incipation, this is the joy of family that Huangfu Yuran longs for, but it can only be realized in his dream.

Even if you get what you want in your dream, you can comfort your empty heart, and Huangfu Yuran is already satisfied. His face is full of happy smiles and tears of happiness.

Unexpectedly, she had been scared by the girl who took care of Huangfu Yuran outside for a long time. In fact, Huangfu Yuran did not react much, but the cold sweat on her forehead and the tears falling from her eyes made the girl distressed.

While wiping the cold sweat and tears for Huangfu Yuran, the girl muttered to herself, "Don't worry, I will always be with you. You will get better... will." I don't know where the girl's self-confidence comes from.

The so-called dream is only a year in reality. Huangfu Yuran, who was in a dream, had long forgotten time and everything. With the company of his parents, it is the happiest time for Huangfu Yuran.

But dreams... are dreams after all, and there will be time to wake up. No matter how beautiful the dream is, it will eventually turn into a broken memory, which is the helplessness of life.

"Yuer... It's time to wake up. The dream has an end after all!" Huangfu said lightly, with a faint reluctance in his eyes.

"No..." Huangfu Yuran doesn't want to wake up from such a beautiful dream so soon. He is trying to escape... from the cold reality.

Huangfuqing waved his hand to interrupt Huangfu Yuran's words and continued his teachings to his son: "Child, you are an indispensable person in this world, and you carry the world on your shoulders... Everyone has the right to choose their own fate, but you... my son... wronged you!" Huangfuqing didn't finish his words. He was afraid of hurting the child's heart.

But what he didn't know was that his unfinished words had already deeply shocked Huangfu Yuran's strong heart. Yes, everyone else has the right to choose fate, but I am doomed! Is this God's injustice? Is this fate's jealousy of itself?

"It's time to wake up, and we should also go. The next way, you have to go strong." When Huangfuqing finished saying these words, his body began to gradually become blurred, and finally disappeared in the endless darkness, and the woman who held Huangfu in his arms also dispersed.

Huangfu Yuran is still immersed in the happiness of reuniting with his family and has not yet reacted. When he looked back, there was only infinite darkness left in front of him. No matter how Huangfu Yuran called, he never received a response.

Once again fell into confusion and blurred my consciousness again. In this boundless darkness, I staggered in one direction and didn't know where I would go.

"What's wrong with you... What's wrong with you..." The ethereal voice floated in the darkness and couldn't hear where it came from.

Huangfu, who heard this sound, raised his head in confusion, opened his already hazy eyes, trembled and shouted slightly: "Master, please tell the disciple what I should do! Yu'er is so confused..."

Yes, the ethereal voice is the voice of the light spirit son, which is the voice of the light spirit son that Huangfu Yuran has loved himself since he remembered. With Huangfu Yuran's whisper, Qing Lingzi's figure appeared faintly in mid-air, looking down at Huangfu Yuran with a tearful face.

Huangfu Yuran naturally saw the figure of Qing Lingzi. He knelt down on the ground with a soft knee and choked and said, "Master... I..."

Qing Lingzi waved his hand gently and said, "Child... you're tired!" But now is not the time to rest. There is still a long way to go, and your mission has not been completed yet. The ethereal voice no longer seems to have any emotion.

Huangfu Yuran was stunned, and it was this damn mission. Why did he impose this mission on himself, and what was this mission?

Qing Lingzi did not give Huangfu Yuran a daze and continued to say, "The world of cultivation is inseparable from you. Only you... can save the world. You have to stand up strong and walk out of your consciousness... go out..." Qing Lingzi's voice became weaker and lighter. While Huangfu Yuran was still recalling the meaning of Qing Lingzi's words, Qing Lingzi's figure gradually disappeared.

The shackles of fate have never left. Huangfu Yuran carefully recalled the words of Qing Lingzi and secretly decided what. Gritting his teeth and supporting his body to stand up, this vast darkness, where is the way out...

Huangfu Yuran, who chose a direction and was preparing to go down, suddenly felt that someone had broken into his consciousness, which was not as silent as when his parents and Qing Lingzi came. This time, it was forcibly broke in, and the waves of space fluctuations were still very ** caught by Huangfu Yuran.

When he was wondering, a faint voice behind him came to Huangfu Yuran's ears: "Kid, you are leisurely! Do you know that your little lovers are dying of anxiety?

Huangfu Yuran suddenly turned around and happened to see an evil young man standing there casually. The leisurely temperament made Huangfu Yuran shocked. The evil smile at the corners of his mouth seemed to be familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Seeing Huangfu Yuran's doubtful eyes, the young man smiled and shook his head and said, "Alas... I didn't expect to forget me so soon!"

A figure suddenly floated in Huangfu Yuran's mind and asked hesitantly, "Are you... Huangquan?" Huang Quan's appearance is not like this, although his temperament is very similar.

The young man put his hands on his chest and walked to Huangfu Yuran with a smile and reached out to pat Huangfu Yuran's shoulder and said, "Yes, I finally remembered... By the way, what's wrong with you? Why are you hurt so badly?"

Huangfu Yuran was stunned for a moment, reached out and patted Huang Quan's hand on his shoulder and said quietly, "It's okay not to mention the past... Are you also here to tell me the ridiculous fate? If so...shut up!"

"Yo-ho... I still have a long temper! But you're wrong. I don't care about that bullshit fate. I just came to see what's going on with you, and suddenly I can't feel your breath of life!" Huang Quan said with a disdainful face.

"Humph..." Huangfu Yuran hummed and was a little angry when he thought that his magic attack was also related to Huangquan. If it hadn't been for this magic attack, Huangfu Yuran could not easily be enchanted, let alone attack the inorganic door alone, and would not have fallen into this fatal injury.

Huang Quan smiled and stretched out his hand to Huangfu Yuran's chest, and the purple light flashed on his fingers. A small purple ball slowly flew to Huangfu Yuran in Huangfu's surprised eyes without any sign of stopping.

Huangfu Yuran didn't know why Huang Quan suddenly took action at him. He wanted to hide but found that he couldn't move at all. He raised his eyes and stared angrily at Huang Quan, who seemed to be innocent. If his eyes could kill people, Huang Quan was now in a different place.

Huang Quan scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly in Huangfu Yuran's angry eyes. He didn't want to explain what he had just done. Everything was just for Huangfu Yuran to experience.

In Huangfu Yuran's angry eyes, the fist-sized purple light ball had successfully hit Huangfu Yuran's chest. Huangfu Yuran thought that he would be shot out and closed his eyes unwillingly.

What he didn't see was that the purple light ball slowly penetrated into his chest without causing any damage. After a long time, Huangfu Yuran opened his eyes in surprise, because he did not feel that he had moved at all.

"Haha... it scares you!" Huang Quan gloated and laughed. When Huangfu Yuran's face was about to change, Huang Quan stopped laughing and said seriously, "Well, I won't make trouble with you. Your soul power is very weak now. I just helped you a little. Don't thank me!"

Looking at Huangfu Yuran's depressed eyes that wanted to kill, Huang Quan hurriedly said, "With your current state, you want to get out of here..." He pointed to the boundless darkness, shook his head and continued, "It's like a fantasy. Maybe your soul has dissipated here before you came out of your consciousness. That's all I can do. It's up to you whether you can do it or not.

Huangfu Yuran waved his hand and found that he could move. He jumped up and rushed to Huangquan and shouted, "Tell me, how can I not be possessed? The damn magic attack you gave me!"

Huang Quan easily reached out to catch Huangfu Yuran's fist, leaned back and said with a smile, "Don't be impulsive. Your current state is not suitable for fighting with me. You'd better keep your strength to think about how to get out. As for the question you want to know, I'm sorry, I don't know. In fact, as long as you are determined, what's wrong with becoming possessed?

"You... will lose your nature if you are enchanted. What can you do no matter how strong your mind is?" Huangfu Yuran withdrew his hand, snorted coldly and turned around and ignored Huang Quan.

Huang Quan touched the tip of his nose with a little awkwardness and said with a smile, "Ok, I'll go first. Go out slowly by yourself. Those girls are looking for you all over the world. You have to hurry up..." With his figure gradually disappeared in front of Huangfu Yuran.

Huangquan left, and there were faint words floating in the air: "Kid, remember, move with your heart and follow the blade. This is the real demon... Demon Lord..."