Section 294 [A Father]
Master Ho, Ke is the father of Artst. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
It's a thing that is completely possible and possible.
But when you think about it, it seems to be true.
Whether it was his desperate actions to protect Artist's shortcomings.
Or is he willing to take a risk for the sake of Artist, studying the forbidden magic pattern.
and his grief when he hears of Artist's death.
Or, don't say a word now, and endure everyone's puzzled, angry, bewildered, disappointed eyes.
There is only one father who has such responsibility and courage.
However, the biggest problem is...... Why would Master Huo, a pure human, the son of a human Demon Pattern Grand Karcist, be a demon seed?
What's hidden in this is really interesting.
Of course, Su Junyan had actually thought of a possibility, and it was also the only possibility.
That's ......
Artist, too, is a half-blood.
I don't know why, thinking of this, Su Junyan suddenly had some difficulty breathing.
Another one, a half-breed.
Originally, Su Junyan didn't understand Artst at all, and hated it so much.
But now, probably because they were actually the same kind of people, he actually felt some sympathy for Artist.
At the same time, he looked at Ho, and the eyes were not so worried and sad for him as they had just been.
Just because, if there is a father, there is a mother, and the father is here, so what about the mother?
There is never love and hate for no reason.
Not to mention the son to the father.
"What shocking news!" Fermat's expression was now truly complete surprise, and he exclaimed in an almost exaggerated exclamation, "Master Hoo, your dear disciple, oh no, should you be called a son now, is what your son said true?"
Ho, Ke was still silent, he looked at his son, raised his lips, trembled a little, and finally said, "He's right, I'm his biological father." ā
There was no flinching.
There is no room for retreat in this kind of thing, the father is the father, and the son is the son, which is justified.
The entire central square was boiling completely, completely, and the people were simply crazy, a great man with a high status in the Central Federation, and even entered the top three seats of the ten-member council of the Demon Warlock Association, he actually had a son with demon blood.
So apart from his affair with the demon seed, is there any other explanation?
Or, in fact, he is also a demon seed?
What's wrong with the world?
Completely insane?
"Catch him, kill him, traitor!"
"Shame! Shame on humanity! Sex with the demon seed!"
"Burn him, nail him to the pillar of shame! this damn filth that licks the skin of a demon's woman's feet!"
The frenzied clamor engulfed him like a tidal wave, and he stood alone on the high platform, like a small boat in a storm.
"Is there anything else you'd like to say, Master Hock?" Fermat looked like he was winning again.
"Ho, K, old friend, I'm disappointed in you. "This kind of moment.
Even Heinrich, the king of light, closed his eyes, and Ashnayo, as the president of the Magician Association, had to speak out and draw a line with Huo Ke.
This is probably the biggest scandal since the establishment of the Diabloc Warlock Association.
It can also be said to be the most terrible scandal in human history.
No one wants to take on this scandal, or even have anything to do with it.
Ho, Kerk was abandoned, there is no doubt about it.
"Hahahahaha
Artst has gone mad.
In a frenzy.
Su Junyan even felt that he had seen another self.
"Ho, Master Hawk, is there anything else you'd like to say?" Fermat ignored Artist's growl, repeating his previous question.
"I don't have much more to say. Ho, Ke closed his eyes, he was giving up on himself.
But whoever is treated like this by his own son will only be discouraged.
"Come on, arrest their father and son!" Fermat was now fully in control of the situation.
"Hey, are you listening to the speech?" Ximen Yelou was really a little annoyed at this time, "I don't care what happens to that person, but this person is our person, and none of you are allowed to move!"
This person, naturally, refers to Artest.
The problem seems to be back to the battle between the demon seed and the human.
Facing the night tower of Simon, Fermat was a little afraid to speak, and could only look at his real master, Ars Pompeii.
"Arrest people. "Ars Pompeii seems to be slow and methodical, but in fact he gives orders in no uncertain terms.
A large pile of soldiers moved.
"Who dares to move!" Ximen Yelou suddenly got up, his eyes widened, and suddenly an incomparably terrifying momentum instantly enveloped the audience.
Let all the people who were still shouting loudly a moment ago be quiet.
Everyone only felt that there was a mountain pressing down on their chests.
Difficulty breathing.
It wasn't until this moment that everyone remembered that Ximen Nighttower was the real big demon king, and compared to Artist, Huo, and Ke, he was a real demon-like character.
"Your Majesty. This time Ars Pompeii did not ramble any further, and looked respectfully at Heinrich on the side.
Heinrich's eyes were already open, ready to go.
Hock's eyes also opened at that moment, he looked at Heinrich and said five words: "Don't touch my son." ā
A look of helplessness flashed in Heinrich's eyes, and he looked at Ho, as if he was telling him, bear with it for a while, and wait until this matter has passed.
Hok shook his head silently, and then, a moment before the crack soldiers rushed towards him.
A thunderclap.
His whole body had come from the high platform to the front of Artst.
At this moment, his beard was all open, and the purple thunder and lightning all over his body were surging and spreading, and he looked at everyone and said the five words: "Don't touch my son." ā
Ho, K. Ramsey.
A father.
āāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāā
Returning from eating.
Update update.
By the way, ask for some favorites and recommendations.