"Please also ask the seniors to explain clearly!" Fan Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looking for someone, a trivial matter.

"Ask him about the situation. Meng Po nodded Luo Hu with her chin, her eyes half-squinted:

"What people want is the result! If someone hits you here and we don't know it~"

She licked her lips and smiled: "Mother-in-law will be happy too!"

Song Ren shuddered, as if he had thought of something bad.

Fan Qing was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't quite understand what kind of logical relationship people didn't find and were happy.

But he still patted his chest and promised that as long as people passed through his Red Feather City, they would definitely not run.

After speaking, in front of several people, he called the chief military general and several deputy city lords in the city.

After communicating with Luo Hu for a long time, he instructed the matter of finding someone in an orderly manner.

Everything was done, Meng Po nodded to Fan Qing with satisfaction, and was about to leave.

"Seniors. Fan Qingxu stopped him and said enthusiastically:

"You must have come all the way from afar, and you must be a little tired. Why don't you spend a few days in the house, so that Fan can fulfill the friendship of the landlord?"

Meng Po looked at him with a smile and blinked: "That's it?"

Fan Qing nodded heavily with a straight face: "Please appreciate your face!"

After speaking, the expression on his face changed, and he actually showed a stiff flattering face:

"Of course, there is still a small thing that I want to ask for help from adults, and I hope that for the sake of the small ~ small intentions, I can agree!"

Everyone looked at Fan Qing one after another.

Except for Meng Po's face, there is a sense of disobedience.

Rank 8 Martial Saint, what about your integrity?

Even the silver-armored young man who stood next to him for a long time was full of incredulity: Is this one a change of character today?

It's a pity that he is destined to continue to be confused, because Fan Qing glanced at him after saying that.

The meaning is clear.

The young man bowed his head expressionlessly and bowed to everyone.

......

It wasn't until the door was pushed up from the outside that Fan Qingfang turned his head to look at Meng Po with an eager face.

Meng Po looked at the man in front of her meaningfully, and raised her eyebrows: "Say, let me guide you~"

Halfway through his words, he glanced at the faint whiteness of his temples again, and played with the taste: "Or point out your son who can barely be regarded as competitive?"

"This~" Fan Qing was inexplicably frightened, looking like he had seen a ghost.

The secret that has been hidden in my heart for more than 20 years has been revealed by someone at once.

He took a deep breath, but finally turned into a long sigh: "Senior insight, this son is Fan's biological son, but he doesn't know it." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

After everyone sat down again, this was the story:

Back then, Fan's eldest brother had been married for many years, but he had no son and half a daughter to Chenghuan's knees, and in the end, he became ill.

Fan had relatives in his heart, so he ignored the opposition of his mother-in-law and passed on his second son, Jackie Chan, who had just been born, to his brother.

It wasn't until five years later that Fan heard that there was something wrong in the Falling Demon Valley three hundred miles southwest, and he actually fell into three elders in a row, so he went to investigate with his brother, and this time he went ......"

......

......

"Demon Valley?"

Luo Yang stared at the blood-colored characters carved on the stone in front of him and frowned.

Seven more days had passed since he crossed the desert.

Although he has been going east, he has taken a lot of roads south because he started to avoid Luo Yan'er.

As a result, he did not enter the range of Akabane City, but came to such a strange place.

He looked around and could only see ten meters of fog covering the sky, but did not act recklessly, but carefully observed the lower tree ring to confirm the direction, and then continued to walk.

"Who?" Luo Yang turned around violently, but found nothing.

After walking more than 100 meters, he suddenly turned in a circle on all sides, and shouted loudly: "Whoever is there, come out for me!"

There was no sound around, not even a trace of wind.

Luo Yang stopped and nodded: I didn't cheat it out like this, it seems that there is really no one.

After being reassured, he sped up his march, almost ten meters in one step, and often had already arrived as soon as he saw the road ahead.

In this way, he galloped for two hours in a row, but he never got out of the fog, and if it weren't for the occasional change in the color of the trees, he would have thought that he had encountered a ghost hitting the wall.

Wait!Color?

Luo Yang's feet moved slightly, and he came to a tall pitch-black giant tree.

Then he took a few steps up to the dense canopy, and after removing a leaf that was also extremely black, he began to look closely.

It looked like a normal leaf, but when it was torn open, an ink-like liquid flowed out of the fracture.

What the hell?

Luo Yang pinched a little between his fingers and twisted it, feeling a little sticky.

Just as he was about to sniff it between his nose, the black liquid actually ignited a cluster of white flames, and then disappeared.

Luo Yang looked at the clean hoof fingers thoughtfully, and casually threw away the leaves in his hand.

......

......

"Demon Tree?" Luo Hu asked curiously.

Fan Qing bowed his forehead, with a solemn expression with a trace of sadness:

"That's right, the whole color of the tree is inky black, and the body contains demonic liquid, which is extremely poisonous, but it is a delayed attack.

At that time, the eldest brother accidentally got a trace of it, and seeing that it didn't have any effect, we didn't care.

Until~"

The sorrow in his eyes was even stronger,

"It wasn't until the investigation was fruitless and we were about to enter the city that the eldest brother had a poisonous attack and attacked me like crazy.

I had no choice but to try to resist while trying to awaken his senses.

And the sister-in-law who got the news of our return early appeared with Jackie Chan at this time.

When she saw that our brothers were in a mess, she hurriedly threw Jackie Chan at the servant, so she stepped forward to persuade us to leave.

But how did she know that her eldest brother was already delirious?

I was about to open my mouth, but my sister-in-law was already slashed on the chest by my eldest brother, and she died instantly.

When Jackie Chan's child saw his mother being beaten, he didn't know where the strength came from, so he instantly broke free from the servant and ran towards the battlefield.

He's still so young~he~"

Fan Qing's eyes were already bloodshot, and he was holding his hair with both hands, but he couldn't speak.

"So you killed your eldest brother for the sake of your son, right? ”

A strange smile appeared on Meng Po's face and replied for him.

As a deity in charge of erasing human memory, her grasp of the human mind is simply outrageous.

"Therefore, in the eyes of your son, you are his father-killing enemy, and perhaps even due to the blurred memory, the mother-killing enemy may also be yours. ”

Meng Po didn't seem to know what it meant to uncover a scar, and sprinkled salt vigorously:

"Besides, you, a saint who is less than a hundred years old, will actually have a white head.

From this, we can see that ~"

She picked up the teacup, took a sip of fragrant tea, and moaned comfortably, before she said:

"Your son, I've been plotting to kill you, I'm right?"

Fan Qing didn't know when, his face was full of tears, he looked at his hands sluggishly, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't reply at all.

For a while, the only thing left in the room was the sound of Meng Po drinking tea.

After a long time, Fan Qing's emotions were finally no longer so excited, and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, he was back to normal, and he smiled self-deprecatingly:

"My predecessor is right, I, who is a father, is the son's father-killing enemy.

In the past twenty years, he has been thinking about how to assassinate me and make trouble for me.

I didn't care, and even tried to influence him by fulfilling all his wishes, but he took it for granted, thinking that this was the compensation that his parents should give him for killing him. ”

"Until I see my seniors," he looked at Meng Po and bowed deeply:

"I don't want to educate him into a talent, I just hope to be able to serve tea and water to my predecessors for a few years.

When Fan has dealt with all the affairs, he will take him back, and then pass on the position of city lord to him. Please also ask the seniors to agree!"

After speaking, he bowed to the ground.

Meng Po's eyes lit up: "Can he do anything?"