Chapter 158 Your father, kill your father!

"Someone is here, and we have to make a quick decision."

Zhong Danqiu frowned, shouted in a low voice to Yan Xiaoxin, and then wanted to get up and jump towards Yin Yifan.

At this time, Yin Yifan, who had been in the downwind, suddenly stamped his feet, shook his body, and punched Fan Li hard. His eyebrows were solemn, and he roared at Zhong Danqiu in the distance and said, "Old monster, you don't have to interfere!"

"Hmm?"

Seeing Yin Yifan suddenly rise in momentum, Zhong Danqiu was also suddenly stunned, his body and shouted urgently, "Then, it's faster. The people of Xuanji Pavilion are coming soon."

"Hmm?"

Hearing Zhong Danqiu's voice, Fan Li suddenly felt excited and his face changed. He explored Zhong Danqiu, but he couldn't see what was going on. At that time, he panicked, but soon turned into a ferocious face and shouted to Yin Yifan, "Dog bastard, how can you find a help?"

"Well, old dog, don't worry. It's enough for me to take your life."

Fan Li's surprise naturally fell into Yin Yifan's eyes. He sneered, punched Fan Li again, and grinned, "If he wants to take action, how can you live until now?"

"Hey!"

Hearing Yin Yifan's words, Fan Li naturally believed it, but he thought of a good idea in his heart. The corners of his mouth evoked a hint of fierceness and secretly said in his heart, "Well, boy, I admit that you are a little extraordinary, but excessive conceit will make you die in the end."

The King Kong soldier's wheel seal!

Yin Yifan held a sword in both hands and suddenly rotated, and a large pale disk with a diameter of five feet was summoned out. With the rapid expansion of the big disk, there was a glacial explosion in the whole plum garden. During the conversation, Fan Li was attacked by Yin Yifan and flew backwards like a bullet.

"Puff!"

Blood splashed violently as if it was free of money, and Fan Li's face suddenly fell into a dead white, and even his eyes were scattered in an instant. The whole body crossed a tricky arc in the air and fell heavily into a large pile of stones dozens of feet away, stirring up a piece of dust.

"Good!"

Seeing this scene, Zhong Danqiu couldn't help clapping and applauding. Between such a conversation, he made a surprise attack without hesitation. Naturally, this series of actions is not what ordinary people can do. In Zhong Danqiu's eyes, he couldn't help but make his heart boil.

"Father!"

Fan Zi and Fan Yanshi first retreated from the bombardment of the Da Kong soldiers, and then Fan Zi quickly got up and stared straight in the direction of Fan Li's bombardment. Then they couldn't help shouting, and the worries on their faces were full of words.

"Yin Yifan!"

Seeing this, Fan Yan's heart couldn't help but be in a trance, her eyes were blurred, as if she had blinked back to many years ago. That autumn, the fallen leaves were particularly desolate, and I still remember how unhappy the man he loved was in the end. Fan Li, the head of the Fan family, was born and abruptly separated him and her. In order to save his best, Fan Yan married into a rich family, but unexpectedly, the day of his wedding became the day of death for his heart.

After so many years, she still can't forget the sad history, often standing in Merlin, recalling the bits and pieces of those years. Such a beautiful smile seems to have died because of the man's death and has not bloomed yet.

Often at the time of sleeping together, Fan Yan's heart hides murder. But she knows that as one of the masters of SF City, she can never kill easily. So it took more than ten years. Now, this teenager named Yin Yifan seems to be about to fulfill her long-cherished wish, which makes her dusty mind not be excited.

"Uh..."

Fan Li, who was raided again, had no previous power at this moment. He lay down in the waste stone pile for a long time, but still couldn't get up. The extremely cold force that invaded all over his body is gradually encroaching on his vitality. His hands and feet had no temperature at all. When he saw Yin Yifan flashing without hesitation, Fan Li felt that the death, which was far away from him, unconsciously became so close.

At that time, he panicked.

He hurriedly wanted to raise his hand, but found that his arm was not at his command. He gritted his teeth and finally made a series of vague sounds in his mouth, accompanied by the rippling blood, and said, "Don't kill me, as long as you don't kill me, you can do whatever you want..."

"Hmm!"

Yin Yifan stood straight in front of Fan Li with an evil smile. Mang Shang raised his sword high, but suddenly paused and said, "Are you afraid of death now? Good, I'll give you a taste of death!"

"No!"

This "no" combines the double voice of the Fan family's father and son, which seems to be playing the sound of funeral for Yin Yifan's sword falling.

"Sneer!"

With the pouring of murderous intent that had been brewing in Yin Yifan's heart for a year, the pale sword pierced Fan Li's chest. Blood surged out, and Fan Li's last vitality also dispersed rapidly.

"Dad and mother! Did you see it? Fan, I have avenged you. Under the loess, please rest in peace!"

Yin Yifan suddenly wiped a handful of blood splashed on his face and roared up to the sky. The resentment in his heart also poured out at this moment without stopping.

"Dad!"

Fan Zisheng knelt down, and his eyes were stunned. He stared at the figure with a sharp sword in his chest. His thoughts in his heart also completely stopped at this moment.

"Hu..."

Seeing Fan Li's final death, Fan Yanshi was relieved, and his body shook slightly and took a breath. The beautiful eyes couldn't stop overflowing with moisture, and I don't know whether it was for the person many years ago or the person in front of me.

"Zier, he is not your father!"

Fan Yan gritted his teeth, slipped his cheek with tears uncontrollably, stretched out a hand, and held Fan Zi, who was crazy, into his arms.

"No, mother, you lied to me!"

Suddenly, in the face of his father's death pain and inexplicably added his mother's words, Fan Zi was about to collapse, his red face and blue veins soared. The hand holding the corner of Fan Yan's clothes jumped out of the symphony sound of bones.

"Your father, kill your father!"

Seeing Fan Zi's appearance, Fan Yan's heart is more bitter than anyone else. She slowly closed her eyes and sighed. Then he stretched out his white hand, gently stroked Fan Zi's hair, and slowly revealed the bitterness of many years ago.